FR-156  Teacher Susan
(Roger Grey)


FOREWORD 

The role of the teacher in the public school is daily being made more 
difficult. The fact is the educational scene is becoming more impossible as 
the years roll by. 

Millons of dollars are being pumped into the educational plants from federal 
and local governments, with the sincere hope that this will bolster the 
educational outlook for the nation. 

But the most terrifying aspect of public education is the fact that scores 
of inner-city schools are so unsafe parents are fearful of sending their 
children to school. Today, even on junior high school grounds, "weapons 
checks" and injuries and deaths have become routine. 

Projected into such a volatile scene, it is no wonder teachers become 
frustrated. But, this frustration is no excuse for unethical conduct on the 
part of the teacher. If anything, the teacher must be more circumspect in 
his conduct, for someone has to set a definite ethical and moral standard in 
such schools. 

It is tragic when a teacher such as the one around whom our story revolves 
becomes obsessed with having sex with her students. For she discards her 
opportunity to be of help to her young charges for the sake of shallow sex 
kicks. And it is this situation that cannot be tolerated. 

Nevertheless, it is with the light of understanding that we look at such a 
confused and tormented teacher. For she cannot be happy doing what she is 
doing. Once experiencing the forbidden thrills of sex with her students, she 
lets her wanton desire persist in a pattern of sexual lusts. 

The type of pleasure our warped teacher discovers creates an appetite for 
this kind of sex. And it is this appetite that must be curbed at any cost. 
For once she took the first step in the wrong direction, it was simply to 
continue in her error, blazing a tragic crisis of sex in her classroom. 

But society exacts its own price for infractions against it. It is only a 
matter of time.... 

-The Publisher 


CHAPTER ONE 

Susan was proud of the medals she had won in swimming contests. She realized 
that swimming had done a lot for her body, giving her smooth contours and 
well-toned muscles. But she had never neglected her mental development in 
spite of her love of sports. 

She became a teacher, and her smooth, sleek body and energetic outlook were 
subjugated to her mind. 

Mrs. Calvert, the girls' vice-principal at the school that hired Susan, was 
concerned about her and didn't hesitate to tell her why. 

"Susan," she began, "I must warn you about this school. You are going to 
meet a lot of young people, who are undisciplined. More than that, you are a 
very attractive young lady. And I hate to think of what you will have to go 
through, with some of the men who probably will turn on looking at you." 

"I don't know what you mean." Susan was confused. This wasn't what she had 
expected to hear her first day on the job. 

"Now, dear, let's not play games. We're too old for that sort of thing. The 
way that things are now, are a bit primitive I will admit. A man is a man, 
and a woman is a woman. And nowhere, are these basics more in evidence than 
at this school." 

"You mean the students are going to make passes for me?" Susan Garner asked 
bluntly. 

"Precisely!" the girls' vice-principal looked at Susan's firm, high breasts 
and the golden rounded thighs under her mini-skirt and said, primly, "And 
it's up to you to ignore their stares, their whistles, and even their 
gestures." 

"Well I can assure you," Susan told Mrs. Calvert, frankly, "the last thing I 
want to do is become involved with the students. I can't think of anything 
more revolting." 

"Good," the vice-principal nodded, "I'm so glad to hear you talk that way. 
You know, sometimes we find a male teacher or a female teacher who actually 
displays an interest in one of their young student's sexual organs. This is 
a terrible thing, and it's a miserable reflection upon the school. It gives 
us a shabby reputation." 

"That's horrifying." Susan shuddered. 

"Horrifying but true," Mrs. Calvert continued. "Why only last year, we had a 
teacher we had to get rid of. He was a wonderful English teacher. However, 
he couldn't keep his hands off the girls' shoulders. Before long, he 
graduated from their shoulders to their breasts. That was when we realized 
something was happening. Indeed it was. He had a string of girls whom he was 
having sex with. We gave him the boot, but not before he had done us in. The 
trouble is, his wife wouldn't do certain perverse things to him, and he 
figured that he would use the inexperience of these young girls to satisfy 
his strange carnal lusts." 

As Mrs. Calvert mouthed the word lust, Susan realized how repugnant sex was 
to her. She remembered how she had reacted once when a boy put his hand 
between her legs. 

"I give each new teacher a sexual briefing. It's important, as we don't want 
to have anything like that happen again." Mrs. Calvert licked her lips, as 
if she enjoyed giving her little lecture. 

Her first day in the classroom, Susan was mindful of what Mrs. Calvert had 
said, for one young man seemed so fascinated with her that he couldn't take 
his eyes off her. 

She kept him after class and informed him that she didn't appreciate his 
staring at her in that strange way. 

"Well I can't help it," he told her. "I keep thinking of you swimming." 

"Swimming?" she asked him curiously. 

"Yes," the boy said, "I've read about you in swim journals. When I look at 
your athletic body, I think of you zipping through the water. I'll bet you 
have great form," he added admiringly. 

"Why, thank you, Arthur." Susan was flattered by the compliment. Instantly 
she dismissed all of the ugly thoughts that had been swirling through her 
mind about the boy's interest in her body. She realized that the briefing 
that Mrs. Calvert had given her had warped her view. 

"You know what would really be great?" Arthur smiled, his eyes ablaze with 
excitement. 

"What, Arthur?" she asked. 

"I think it would be fantastic," he told her, "if you would swim in our 
pool." 

"Me swim in your pool?" Susan Garner laughed. "I'm too busy, Arthur. New 
teachers don't get to breathe, much less dally around swimming." 

"I could take color movies of you," he said. "Maybe I could learn something 
about improving my own swim strokes. I'm eager to become a swim champ 
myself. I guess I've got a complex, but I want to be the top swimmer in this 
school." 

Susan Garner could share the enthusiasm of her young student swim buff. It 
was this same drive for excellence, that had driven her on to her various 
swim awards. 

"Why Arthur," she smiled, "That sounds very interesting." 

"Will you, teacher?" he smiled enthusiastically. 

For a moment, Susan could see herself swimming through the aqua-blue waters 
of his pool. The idea appealed to her. 

"Why yes," she laughed, "Why shouldn't I?" 

"Right on!" 

If Susan had looked closely, she would have realized that there was more 
than mirth in Arthur's eyes. 

"Now the important thing," she told Arthur, "is that if I do come over and 
take a dip in your pool, that you don't mention it to anybody. You see, we 
have been warned about certain students." 

"I read you," he told her. "And you don't have to worry about me. Not one 
bit." 

That was all there was to a prelude to what was going to be the most unusual 
adventure in the young teacher's life. 

When Susan Garner showed up at Arthur's home, one sunny September afternoon 
right after school a few days later, she got a big jolt. The big house was 
empty. Arthur let her in. 

"Arthur," she asked, "why isn't anyone else here?" 

"Well my folks are on a vacation," he said. 

'I guess we have the place to ourselves." 

That gave her a strange feeling at the start. 

"Well, I think maybe I should go," she told him. 

"Oh no," he insisted, "Don't go." 

There was something so insistent in his tone, that she found it 
irresistible. 

"I guess I will stay," she said, "But I don't like the idea of your folks 
being gone." 

"My folks figure that I should have responsibilities. Mom and Dad are in 
Hawaii. We'll have a good time." 

"Yes, we will," she agreed. 

It was a very difficult thing for Susan to face. She didn't like being alone 
there with Arthur. 

It didn't take him long to slip into his swimsuit. Then, his young, live 
form was zipping through the water. As Susan saw his arm strokes, she 
realized Arthur was fast, but he could stand some improvement with his feet. 
She decided to tell him how he could gain speed, as he turned to beg her, 
"Get in your swimsuit, Teach." 

"All right Arthur," she said. "You're doing very well." 

"But you could help me, couldn't you?" he asked eagerly. 

"I guess I could," Susan agreed. "I don't know where I should change my 
clothes Arthur," she called out to him as he pulled up at the far end of the 
pool. 

"In my Mom's bedroom is fine," he said. "Down the hallway and the first 
bedroom to the left." 

"You're sure she won't mind," she asked. 

"Of course not," he said. "She will be delighted that I have a swim champ to 
help me with my own form." 

Susan went down the hall where she couldn't help marvel at what a beautiful 
bedroom it was. The walls were a soft pink, and the bedspread was a light 
purple. She undressed, and felt a bit uneasy as she slid out of her panties 
and bra. She certainly didn't like the idea of being naked alone in the 
house with a young student. However, as she slipped into her swimming suit 
she was tempted to laugh at her fears. 

When she stepped out to the pool a moment later in her tight-fitting white 
swimsuit, Arthur's jaw dropped. 

"What's wrong?" she laughed. She enjoyed his boyish admiration of her 
athletic body. 

"It isn't what's wrong," he laughed, "It's what's right." 

"Now, silly," she said, "you watch me. See if you can detect anything 
different that I do." 

She dove into the water, and Arthur watched. Sure enough, he immediately 
recognized what great foot work she was displaying as she surged through the 
water at top speed. He also couldn't keep his eyes from the flurry her 
thighs made in the water. 

"My feet don't move like yours," he said. "I've got to follow you closely." 

"I'll do it in slow motion. If you want to jump in the pool beside me, we 
can swim to the other end together." 

Arthur was only too eager to follow her lead. 

He jumped into the pool's blue water and followed her. He was really 
enjoying himself now, as he went forward. 

Immediately, he caught on to what she was telling him. 

"Oh that's beautiful," he said. "You really are good at it, Teacher." 

Susan was delighted with herself, and with Arthur who was only too eager to 
achieve the swim skill that he wanted. After Arthur had learned the lesson 
she was giving him, he clambered out of the pool. 

"Let me get you something tall and cool to drink," he exclaimed. 

Susan felt so refreshed from the swim she instantly agreed. 

When he brought her a tall frosty glass, she accepted it. As she drank it, 
Susan detected traces of alcohol. 

"What is this laced with?" she demanded. 

"A little booze," he told her. 

"Arthur," she exclaimed. "You shouldn't drink. You're just a child." 

"I'm a man," he said. "I'm seventeen." 

"That is not old enough to drink!" 

The teacher's words had little affect, as the young student was now over at 
the cabana bar pouring himself another drink. 

"Stop that, Arthur," Susan insisted. 

When he came back, she noticed something. His swimsuit crotch was bulging. 
This bothered her. 

"You know, I think you're turning on with me," she said bluntly. 

"I can't help it," Arthur answered quietly. "You excite me." 

"Don't be ridiculous," she told him. "I'm a lot older than you." 

"How much?" he demanded. 

"I'm twenty-three," she said. "And you're seventeen." 

"That's only six years," he said. 

"Look I'd better be leaving now!" She put down her drink. 

All of a sudden, Arthur was next to her. 

"Oh, Teacher," he said. "You are so beautiful. . If I could just see your 
body in the nude." 

"Arthur!" she exclaimed. "It's terrible for you to talk like that to me!" 

"Is it?" he asked earnestly. 

"You know it is," she said. 

Arthur couldn't control himself now. The idea of seeing Susan in the buff, 
got to him. 

"I go skinny dipping all the time," he said. "Watch me." 

Before Susan knew what was happening, young Arthur had pulled off his swim 
trunks and was jumping in the water. But before he leaped into the water, 
she caught a glimpse of his gigantic penis. She knew from the sight of that, 
that he was indeed a man. When he pulled up at the other end of the pool, 
and brazenly walked around the pool stark naked, with his penis standing up, 
she was aghast. 

"You put that swimsuit on right away," she insisted. 

But even as she spoke, there was something about his naked body that 
appealed to her. 

Something that made her want to reach out and touch him. 

"Why should I?" he asked, his eyes aglow. 

"Because I told you too!" 

"You know that you want to have me look at you as bad as I want to see it." 

What Arthur had said was true. There was a powerful sexual attraction that 
Susan felt towards the young boy. She had tried her best to resist this 
feeling. But it was no use anymore. 

"Look," she said, "If I go in the water without my swimsuit on, can you 
promise me you'll never say anything?" 

"Never as long as I live," he assured her. 

The whole idea, was frightening to Susan. Yet, like the moth drawn to the 
flame, the teacher was eager to display herself to the eyes of the young 
boy. 

"Take it off," he told her. "Go ahead, take it off." 

Suddenly, she slid out of her swimsuit. 

And when Arthur first caught a glimpse of her pink nipples, and her youthful 
blonde fur-trimmed triangle he was shaking. 

"What's wrong?" she asked him. 

"You're beautiful!" he exclaimed. 

"Haven't you ever seen a woman completely naked before?" she asked. 

"No," he said, "I haven't. It drives me out of my gourd to look at you." 

"I better go swimming now," she said. "That's what we are supposed to be 
doing, isn't it?" 

Saying no more, Susan dove into the water. 

As Arthur looked at her buttocks rising and falling as she plowed through 
the water, he was more stimulated than ever before. 

"Oh, Teach," he exclaimed. "Why don't we just touch each other?" 

"No," she said as she pulled out of the pool beside him. "That is where I 
draw the line." 

They sat there, just looking at each other as the sunset swept over their 
bodies. 

"You know," he told her bluntly, "this is just how I pictured you." 

"Well if you haven't seen any naked women before, how could you picture me 
in the buff?" she countered. 

"Easy, baby," he told her, "I got a nice picture collection." 

"That's a wholesome pursuit for you," Susan said sarcastically. 

"Well I got to have something," he said. "What am I supposed to do?" 

"Practice a little self-control for once." 

"There's no controlling this instinct," he told her. "When that old sex 
instinct gets going, you've got to have it." 

"That's the most ridiculous thing I ever heard," Susan told him. "You have 
very little control. I can see that. And it's too bad Arthur." 

She was stroking her hair now, and trying not to look at him. Yet, as she 
stroked her hair out of the corner of her eye, she would glance down at the 
huge penis with the red knob on the head of it. 

"You know," Arthur said. "If you would just put your finger on it, it would 
really stimulate me." 

"Well, I'm not about to," she told him. 

Suddenly, he seized her hand and placed it over his cockshaft. 

"There," he told her, "can you feel it now?" 

She felt her heart pounding as the excitement of touching his male member 
excited her. 

"You like it, don't you? Well it's yours to play with, Teach." 

All at once, instinct seemed to take over. She felt herself squeezing it and 
glancing at the crystal cum that surfaced at the crown of the cock. 

"Play with it," he told her. "Don't be afraid." 

She reached down, and cupped his balls with her other hand, as she gently 
stroked his manhood. 

"I'm loaded," he said, "and I'd sure like to have you suck it off for me." 

"I could never do a thing like that," she told him. 

"Well why don't you just lick the head of it?" he suggested. 

"No," Susan said. "I couldn't." 

Instantly, he knew he had to make his move. He reached for the teacher's 
neck, and forced her down over his penis. As her mouth slipped over his 
cockshaft, she began suddenly sucking. Arthur leaned back, and watched. It 
was the most fantastic sensation he had ever known. This was what he wanted. 
The connection. And strangely, as Susan felt herself sucking on his stem, 
she felt happy and satisfied. She toyed with his balls, enjoying the sight 
of them swelling. She was waiting for the magic moment when they would 
explode. 

"Ohhh, yes," Arthur moaned, as he lay back. Now, he could let her take over. 
Her arms went around him and her hands clasped his asscheeks tightly. 

"Yes, yes," he panted as she went up and down on his shaft. 

The warm mouth was exactly what Arthur wanted. This intimate personal 
acknowledgement of his manhood, of his virility. His hand shot down to her 
head, and he began slowly guiding her. 

"Ohhh, eat me," he panted softly. "Eat me! Get my juice." 

This was the moment he was waiting for. The moment of truth. The moment when 
his juice would shoot into her mouth, when she would know him. 

"That's how I want it," he panted. "OHHH YES, just like that." 

As he continued pumping into Susan, he watched her cheeks suck in. She was 
taking him in farther and farther. And the sight of his pulsating thick 
penis stabbing in and out, stimulated him more every moment. 

"Oh, yes," he groaned in delight. "Yessss, that's what I want. Just like 
that." 

The pleasure was building every moment now, and he was really excited. 

"Eat it," he ordered her. "Come on, Teacher, eat the cock." 

It wasn't going to be much longer and Arthur knew it. 

"Oh WOW!" he gasped. "That's how I love it." 

The head of Arthur's cockshaft was slipping down her throat inch by inch. It 
excited him! 

"Yes, baby," he told her, "that's what I want. Now you're doing it. All the 
way, honey." 

He was ramming it down there, and enjoying it more every second. 

"Ohhh," he panted, "yes, Teacher. Love me." 

Her hands were playing games with his asscheeks. She was parting them 
gently, and massaging his prostate gland. Her eyes were open as she pumped 
up and down. The sight of his saliva-slickened penis appealed to her. And 
that moment of juicy climax was the moment that she waited for more than any 
other. 

"Suck it off," he told her, "suck, baby, suck." 

The teacher's head movements increased in pace. She was bobbing up and down, 
eagerly sucking on his cock for the juice. Then, she felt a sudden hard stab 
in her mouth. 

"Ohhh," Arthur groaned, "I'm coming. I got my rocks off." 

The steady white stream of juice shot into her mouth. She gulped greedily, 
to devour him completely. As the hot juice surged down her throat, Susan 
gulped in delight. 

The pleasure that she experienced was remarkable indeed. She had never known 
anything like it. 

"Ohhh," Arthur was groaning and moaning in delight, as he wrapped his legs 
around his teacher. Embraced in the warmth of his thighs, Susan felt secure 
and happy. The six years of difference between their ages, seemed like a 
minute. And as far as Arthur was concerned, the sexy teacher's mouth was the 
most perfect resting place for his penis in the world. 

When she had finished sucking all the juice out of him, she slowly slid off 
his penis. He released his leg grip on her, and pulled his thighs apart. She 
looked up at him, and he was grinning broadly. 

"You see what I wanted to give you?" he grinned. 

"Yes, Arthur," she said huskily, her eyes going misty as she looked at him. 

He couldn't understand why she wasn't laughing and joking. 

"Well didn't you enjoy it, Teach?" he chuckled. 

"Yes," she said after a moment's pause. "I enjoyed it too much." 

"Too much?" 

"I just never thought I would dig you like this," she said. "It's dangerous, 
Arthur. You're one age, and I'm another age." 

"When it comes to a connection like this," he said, "age doesn't make any 
difference. Together, we're sexual dynamite. You know it, and I know it." 

"You know what they could do to me for this don't you?" she asked, wondering 
if Arthur half realized the seriousness of what had just taken place. 

"They could can your ass," he said. "But they're not going to know about 
it." 

"I'm so ashamed," she said softly. 

"Well you shouldn't be," he told her. 

"I can't help it," she said, "I'm older than you are Arthur, and I should 
have known better." 

"Knock it off, Teach," he said, "And let me stick my tongue up your pussy." 

She could see how little impact her words had for him. Arthur was interested 
in one thing, and one thing only. Now he was flipping his tongue in midair, 
pretending he was stabbing it into her. 

"All right," she said, "I'll give you that if you want it." 

Disgusting as the whole idea was to her, Susan straddled his head with her 
knees. Then she felt his hot hands massaging her breasts as she inched 
forward. Soon her vagina was even with his mouth. His hot tongue stabbed 
out. 

"Ohhh I love it," she moaned in spite of herself. "It feels fantastic." 

The hot tongue plunged in again. And as he whipped around inside of her 
velvety vagina, electrical thrills shot up and down her spine. 

"Beautiful," she groaned in delight. "Oh yes, I like that. Just like that, 
lover." 

Her pulsating pussy, was becoming more and more tuned to his tongue 
movements. She twisted her ass around this direction and that as his hot 
tongue continued stabbing in there. 

"Oh I like that," she panted in spite of herself. "Yes Arthur. Way in there, 
darling. Reach farther, honey. I like that." 

His hot tongue drove up her cunt in vigorous movements. She was becoming 
more and more excited every second. 

"Oh, keep that up," she begged, "Yes, baby, just like that. Oh I like that." 

The pleasure that Susan was deriving from his tongue lapping at her mound, 
was increasing. One part of her wanted him to stop, but her emotions 
dictated that he continue. 

"Lick quick," she panted. "Yesss, I'm almost there, baby. I love that. Keep 
it up, honey." 

She was throwing her head back and forth now, as the waves of erotic 
pleasure swept over her body. 

"Ohhh," she gasped eagerly, "Finish me, baby. Juice me." 

His hot pumping tongue continued until she juiced in his face. The hot, 
white spray, was what Arthur wanted. He enjoyed it as if he were devouring a 
meal." 

When he had finished, Arthur pulled his mouth off her snatch and looked up. 

"Did I give you a good tongue job?" he demanded. 

"Yesss," his teacher admitted as she pulled off him, "I never had anything 
like it." 

She knew, then and there, that she was hooked on Arthur. She adored the 
tongue action, and she thrilled to his pumping penis. He had given her just 
the type of sexual excitement that she felt she needed. 

"What are you thinking about, Teacher?" Arthur asked her. 

"About us," she said nervously. 

"Yeah!" he enthused. "Aren't we a great fuck team?" 

"Too much so," she said politely. 

"What do you mean?" he demanded. 

"Just that," she said, "We're too much. And we really ought to stop it. If 
this continues, where will it end?" 

"We need each other," Arthur said earnestly. "I've got to get my rocks off 
every now and then." 

"Don't you have any feeling that isn't connected with your cock?" she asked 
him. 

"Well, I'm not in love with you, if that's what you mean," he said. "Don't 
get any wrong ideas. I sure love to fuck you, but I'm not in love with you." 

"No, I guess you're not," she said, turning away. 

"You know what you were getting into," he said angrily, "We weren't going to 
have any foolishness about falling in love. You're years older than I am. 
But, we can connect this way." 

"Yeah of course," she said, "You're right, Arthur, it's better that way. But 
don't you think maybe it would be best if we broke it off completely?" 

That didn't go over so well with him. 

"Don't you try to get out of this now," he said tightly, "Once you got me 
used to your pussy, don't you try to back out on nothing." 

"For our own good," she said, "We ought to stop it. In class, the kids will 
get suspicious. 

I'll be looking at you, and thinking of screwing. 

"Yeah, won't that be groovy," he said. 

"No it won't," Susan said tightly. "It will be terrible. We'll have to be 
acting out a lie, and I can't do that." 

"Acting out a lie nothing," he said. "Nobody will be able to tell what we're 
feeling. All you have to do is just not smile at me too much." 

"That might be hard, baby," she said, "Because now that I've experienced the 
thrills of sex with you, I feel like smiling." 

"Knock it off," he said. "I don't go for sentimental crap. You want another 
fuck?" 

"I think that can wait till another time," she said nervously. 

"I was noticing your ass," he smiled. 

"What about my ass?" she said using the same words he had used on her. 

"Well, I thought it looked like it might be a good fuck," he said. 

"Forget it," she said. "We've had enough sex." 

"For good?" he asked anxiously. 

"For today," she said. 

Arthur's attitude was bugging Susan. Yet, she knew that he had her over a 
barrel in one sense and, if she cared at all about her future at the school, 
she had to be careful. 

"You and me ought to make it at a motel," he told her. "When my folks get 
back, we're going to have problems." 

"A motel isn't the answer to our problems," she insisted. "The real answer, 
is to quit doing things together." 

He looked at her slipping into her swimsuit and he smiled. 

"Don't bother to put that on anymore," he said. "I like it when you parade 
your ass around the place bare naked." 

"It just gets you more horny," she said quietly. 

"Let's go in," he said. 

She walked into the living room, carrying her swimsuit in her hand. He came 
in behind her, bare-ass naked. She saw the big thing between his legs 
becoming stiff once more. 

"Doesn't that thing ever go down?" she demanded. 

"Not very much," he admitted. 

"Maybe you should just use your hand and look at those pictures." 

"I've gone beyond that," he said. "Fucking your mouth has given me a chance 
to figure out how I can satisfy my sex." 

"Oh, Arthur," she said, "can you ever forgive me?" 

"Knock it off, Teach. You're not kidding me none. You wanted it just as bad 
as I did. Let's face it." 

"No I don't," she insisted. "I don't want anymore to do with you. This is 
awful." 

He came over to her and sat on the sofa and wrapped an arm around her. 
Before she knew what was happening, he was licking at her bosoms. First he 
would lick one bosom, and then he would massage the other. Alternately, he 
would nibble at the nipples and lick the entire bosom. 

"Oh stop it," she complained. "Won't you stop it?" 

He pulled his mouth off her nipple, and laughed at her. 

"You love this as much as I do, Teach," he insisted. 

"Yes, I do," she admitted. "But that's just it. No matter how much I like 
this, baby, I can't do it. Can't you understand that?" 

"I understand one thing," Arthur told her. "I need sex." 

"No you don't, darling. You need to learn a little self-control. You've got 
to learn some self-control." 

His hand was groping for her vagina. It bothered Susan that he was always 
doing something about her body. She wanted to relax, but he wouldn't allow 
it. 

"Sweetheart," she said, "can't you understand? My future is on the line. If 
they ever find out about you and me I'm through. Finished. Can't you 
understand that?" 

Arthur looked at her and didn't answer for a long moment. 

"Sure I understand," he finally told her. "And that's why my lips are 
sealed, as long as you give me what I want." 

 CHAPTER TWO 

The next day at school, Mrs. Calvert took a moment to speak with Susan. 

"Could I have a word with you?" she asked, after the class day was over. 

"Of course," Susan told her. 

"There is a little job," Mrs. Calvert said, "that I would appreciate if you 
would take care of. We have a briefing for the girls who are in the 
pregnancy class each year. It's rather routine, but we like different 
teachers to assume the responsibility of giving it." 

"Pregnancy Class?" Susan said. 

"Why, of course! It's standard at most high schools. Certainly you heard of 
that when you were in college, didn't you?" 

"I'm afraid I didn't," Susan said nervously. 

"Well, we've had such a problem with pregnancies," Mrs. Calvert explained, 
"That we decided that the only sensible thing to do, was to keep the young 
girls in school who become pregnant during the course of the class year. I'm 
sorry, but I fear it became the vogue to have children as a means of getting 
out of school." 

"That's a peculiar way to drop out!" Susan Garner observed. 

"Yes," Mrs. Calvert said, "The most disgusting way. Nevertheless, we think 
it's very important that our young mothers are given a briefing on moral and 
character development." 

"Well, fine," Susan shrugged. "But why did you select me?" 

"We always give the new teachers the first opportunity to brief the 
pregnancy class." 

Susan nodded. "I will be happy to help. If you'll just tell me what I'm 
supposed to say, I will do my best." 

"Naturally," Mrs. Calvert said, "We have complete confidence in your ability 
to take charge." 

Susan was handed a bulky notebook which she thumbed through quickly. 

"I see," she said. "It's sort of like a steady course." 

"Precisely, my dear," Mrs. Calvert said. "We go into the importance of 
friendship. We emphasize that one's friends can make the difference between 
success and failure in life. The object is to cut the number of pregnancies 
at school. Year after year the same girls are getting pregnant. Our goal is 
to keep the girls out of the pregnancy class the second time around." 

"That sounds like a very good idea," Susan assured Mrs. Calvert. 

"We find it is working!" 

It was obvious to Susan what the situation was. "Thank you," she said, "For 
trusting me with this responsibility." 

"You're very welcome." Mrs. Calvert gave Susan a rare smile. 

She bustled out of the room, and left the teacher alone. 

When Susan looked up from studying the notebook, she was confronted with a 
student who kept smiling as he walked around the desk. She didn't recognize 
him by name, but she did remember him looking at her rather strangely during 
the last period. 

"What are you here for?" she asked absently. 

"Can't you guess?" He smiled. 

"No I can't," she said. "And I wish you would leave me alone. I have a lot 
of things that I must be doing." 

"Yes, of course," he teased. 

"What is your name?" 

"Marvin." He smiled. "What's yours?" 

"You know who I am," she said. "I'm Miss Garner, your teacher, and I won't 
tolerate insolence." 

"Am I being insolent?" He laughed. 

"You certainly are," she insisted. "And I don't appreciate it. Not one bit." 

It was obvious to Susan that Marvin had something that he wanted to say but 
was not revealing it. 

"If you don't mind," she told him, getting to her feet, "I've got to leave 
now." 

"First hear me out." 

"I'm listening," Susan said quietly. 

"I want to screw you." 

"You want to what?" she asked in a hoarse whisper. A tiny tremor started in 
her body. 

"I want to fuck you," he whispered. "I'm a wild fuck." 

"Get out of my way!" She started to leave the room. 

"You better not push me aside," Marvin told her. "Lock both doors." 

"Do what?" she said in disbelief. 

"You heard me," he told her. "Lock the doors. You're going to give me a 
blowjob in this classroom." 

"I'm not going to do any such thing!" 

Before she could say a word, the athletic blond young man went first to the 
front door and then to the back door. When both doors were securely 
fastened, he came at her with his cock. He had unzipped his fly and pulled 
it out in a moment of frenzy. 

"You had sex with my buddy Arthur," he informed her flatly. "Now you can 
have it with me. Get on your knees, Teacher, and take my cock." 

Stunned, shocked, and frozen in her tracks the teacher dropped her 
briefcase. 

"Now get to your knees," he told her. "And give me what I asked for." 

"You can't order me about!" 

"That's what you think," he said. "If you give a damn about your job, you're 
going to suck my cock off." 

Susan was petrified as she realized what the score was. Fearfully, she got 
to her knees. And then young Marvin grabbed her viciously and forced his 
cock to her mouth. 

"Lick it," he said. "Put your nice hot pink tongue out there and lick it. 
Taste good, Teach?" 

Suddenly, all Susan could see was Marvin's gigantic male member. The huge 
penis was swelling as her tongue lapped at his juicy head. Drops of crystal 
cum were forming as she let her tongue sweep over its velvety crown. 

"That's the way I like it," Marvin told her. "Don't be bashful. Just open 
wide, like the dentist tells you." 

As if hypnotized by the young student's words, the teacher opened her mouth. 
Marvin plunged his penis into her oral cavity and then he began savagely 
jabbing it to her. 

"That's what I like," he told her. "All the way baby." 

The huge penis plowed into her face. Her lips fastened around it as she went 
on licking the head of it. 

"Suck it," he hissed. "Give it to me." 

He closed his eyes and threw his head back, living only for the sensual 
emotion of feeling his male member being loved by her lapping tongue. He 
liked the way her mouth fastened on it. He could tell she was enjoying it. 

"Keep it up," he told her, "Yesss. That's what I like, Teach. Love me." 

The passionate pleasure that was surfacing within Susan's body had her 
trembling too. 

"Ohhh WOW!" the young boy panted as the teacher continued mouthing him. It 
was like a hot, sucking whirlpool as he plunged into her mouth. He wanted to 
make it last. 

"Ohhh, Teach," he groaned in delight. "Not so fast. I'm enjoying it. This is 
sensational." 

She slowed her tempo down to accommodate him. 

"Ohhh I like that," he gasped excitedly. "Yesss, just like that." 

Marvin opened his eyes and watched her administer to his cock. He thought it 
would be a lot more fun if he could pull way out and let it slide way in and 
down her throat. He wanted to see his prick's saliva-slickened gleaming 
surface. 

"Ohhh, keep that up," he groaned in delight. "That's what I like. All the 
way, baby." 

The pleasure that Marvin was experiencing was building. 

"Ohhh, Teacher," he begged, "Let me slide it down your throat." 

Dangling her head back farther, the young student shoved. Susan felt him 
hitting the back of her throat. At that instant he couldn't take the thrill 
any longer. He juiced in her mouth. 

"I'm coming," he cried passionately. "I'm juicing!" 

Gripping her head, he flooded her face with his sperm. Susan gulped 
greedily. She loved the sensations that he had created. 

"Ohhh, baby," he panted. "That was too much." 

He didn't take his cock out of her mouth until he had finished shooting. 
Then he slowly withdrew. The teacher's face was flushed and red. Her heart 
was pounding fast, and she was still on her knees, as he tucked his penis 
back in his shorts and zipped up his fly. 

"Better get up now, Teach," he said. 

As if in a daze, Susan got to her feet. Then she brushed her hair aside. 

"Marvin," she said. "Don't ever tell anybody." 

"Don't worry," he told her, "I never will. Arthur and I want to share you." 

"That's all right,'.' she replied huskily. "Just Arthur and you. But nobody 
else." 

"Sure, Teach. We both dig you." 

Susan was feeling nervous as she realized what trouble she would be in if 
what she had done was ever discovered. It tormented her so much, that her 
breath was coming short. 

"Maybe we can get together tonight for a little more action," Marvin 
suggested. 

"No," she said. "I've got a date for tonight." 

"You can always cancel that." 

"No, I can't," she insisted. "I can't cancel it." 

"Oh, yes you can." 

She realized that Marvin wasn't kidding. And she was becoming more and more 
worried every moment. 

"All right," she said. She quickly unlocked the back door. 

"You still haven't given me your address, sweetheart." Marvin smiled at her. 

Hastily Susan scrawled her name and address on a slip of paper. Adding the 
phone number, she folded it quickly and handed it to him. 

"For God's sakes keep your mouth shut," she told him. "Don't mention 
anything to anyone about us." 

"Don't worry," he told her. 

It was much easier to say that, than do it. For Susan was tormented beyond 
belief. Every moment she became more and more nervous about her situation. 
As she left the school that day, she heard the girls' vice-principal calling 
after her. She was fearful that perhaps Mrs. Calvert had come back and tried 
to get in the classroom and found the doors locked. 

"Yes Mrs. Calvert," she said, turning around and doing her best to look as 
innocent as she knew how. 

"Did you get a chance to look at that notebook I gave you?" 

"No. I'm sorry, but I haven't had a chance yet. But I will. Don't worry." 

"I'm not worried," Mrs. Calvert said. "I just wondered what you thought of 
it. You see I wrote it myself." 

Susan smiled. "I certainly will be happy to tell you what I think of it." 

It was obvious to Susan that the girls' vice principal was going to be a 
difficult person to deal with. And she was only too glad to get away from 
her. As she went home that afternoon, she was nervous and worried. She 
hardly knew what to say, as she was so fearful of the consequences of her 
actions. When she got home she fixed herself a drink. She gave herself a 
double shot, to calm herself. It was a good thing she did, for the phone 
rang before it was warm in her stomach. 

"Hello," she began quietly. 

"This is Marvin." 

"What are you calling about?" 

"I'm calling about you," he said. "I'm calling about when we can get 
together." 

"But we were together," she said angrily. "What do you want now?" 

"I want you," he told Susan. "And I want you soon." 

"How soon?" the teacher said, feeling the strain of the blackmailing young 
student putting the pressure on her. 

"As soon as you can let me come over," he said. " 'Cause I've got to get my 
rocks off again." 

There was a long pause, as the teacher tried to think of something to say to 
put Marvin off. But the words failed to come. 

"Well," he said. "I'm waiting." 

"Come over any time," she said. "Any time you want to." 

"I'll be right there," he said softly. 

Susan debated whether or not she should call the police. Yet, what could she 
tell them? If she called them and they arrived at the moment the young 
student did, and he was questioned, he would definitely reveal that she had 
seduced him. Then, she would be charged with molestation. In reality, she 
realized he had used force to get what he wanted. He used blackmail, to make 
her submit. She didn't have much time to think about this, though, before 
the doorbell rang. She answered it hesitantly. 

"It didn't take you long," she observed. 

"No it didn't, did it?" Marvin smiled. "I was across the street at the gas 
station." 

"What do you want now?" she demanded. 

"I want you to take your clothes off and get in bed with me," he said 
flatly. 

"And if I won't?" she shrugged, sipping her drink. 

"Give me some of that," he said. "I'm thirsty too." 

"I'm not going to pour drinks for you. You're underage." 

"That's a laugh," he said. "You blew my cock, but you can't give me a 
drink." 

"You forced me. I didn't want to, but you made me." 

"I suppose my buddy Arthur forced you too. 

No, Teacher, it's two against one. Now get me some booze." 

Susan hated Marvin's manner. It was obvious to her that he figured that she 
had to do about anything he told her to. It burned her up, to think that he 
was so impossible. She poured him a drink nevertheless, and handed it to 
him. 

"Thanks," he said. "Although, I should thank myself. If I hadn't made a big 
fuss I wouldn't have gotten that drink would I?" 

"No, you probably wouldn't have," she admitted. 

As she sat there, she realized what a young boy he really was. Much of what 
he was doing was bluff. Yet, the intensity of his sexual desire was still in 
evidence. His crotch was a revelation in itself. As she glanced at it, he 
put his hand on the bulge of his cock and stroked it. 

"You want this?" he smiled. She shook her head. 

"Well it doesn't make any difference," he laughed. "You're going to get it 
whether you want it or not." 

Reaching down, he unzipped his fly. Then he pulled out his huge penis, and 
stroked it. 

"I'm going to give it to you in the asshole," he told her. 

She got to her feet and shrieked, "God, no!" 

"Oh, your ass hasn't been tamed yet!" he exclaimed. "Well, once you've had 
it you'll like it." 

The teacher paced the floor. The drink was shaking now so much the ice cubes 
were making noise. 

"What are you so nervous about?" He stroked his penis proudly. 

"Nothing," she told him, "Absolutely nothing." 

"Yes you are," he said. "You're afraid of me." 

"Why should I be afraid of you?" she laughed at him. 

"Well if you know what's good for you," he said, "you will be afraid. 
Because I'm going to fuck your asshole, and fuck it good." 

Susan was nervous and didn't want to get more involved. 

"Get in the bedroom," Marvin ordered her. 

"You can't order me about," she said angrily. 

"Yes I can!" 

She realized that he could blackmail her. And this realization had her 
trembling. She walked into the bedroom and he followed close behind. 

"Now take off your clothes, beautiful," Marvin said as he stroked himself. 

The last thing Susan wanted now was sex. She realized as never before what a 
mistake she had made when she had first gotten involved with that one young 
student. She began undressing. 

As Marvin saw her remove her blouse, he got more and more excited. He was 
whipped into a frenzy by the sight of her beautiful legs. As Susan bent over 
Marvin could see through her panties and the wisp of hair between her legs. 

"Now take off those panties, baby," he said. "I want to slip my cock up that 
beautiful hole." 

To be fucked was the last thing she wanted, but Susan knew that she was 
trapped. 

Marvin slapped her ass and stroked her panties. 

"Take you hands off me," she said. 

That burned Marvin, that she would speak to him like that. He ripped off her 
panties, and laughed as he did so. Then he slapped her bare bottom till it 
was red. 

"You get on the bed," he told her, "and don't talk that way to me anymore." 

Susan got the point, and so did he. He realized, that she was not kidding. 
She was angry as hell, even though she knew she probably had to be his 
unwilling victim. She got on the bed and her ass was up in the air. He 
started to part it as he got behind her. 

"Aren't you going to use something?" she demanded. 

He spit in his hand, and rubbed some of his spit over the head of his cock. 

"No," she said, "That's not enough. Go to the bathroom. You'll find 
something in there. Look in the medicine chest." 

He started to jab it in, and she screamed. 

"God, no!" she said. "Don't jab that thing up there. Please no. Put 
something on it, at least." 

Marvin relented and got off the bed. He went into the bathroom and located 
some oil. In the bedroom he poured some of its contents into his hands and 
then massaged his cockhead with it. 

"Now, Teacher," he said. "I'm going to find out if you've got a tight 
asshole." 

He got behind her, and grasped her firm round buttocks. Then slowly, he 
eased his penis into her there. 

"Fuck it," he told her. "Come on, baby, fuck it!" 

He rammed his cock in her in savage hard thrusts. As she felt him driving 
into her, Susan became more and more excited. 

"I'm afraid of it," she said. "You're going to kill me with that damn cock 
of yours." 

"Quit fighting it. That's why we can't enjoy it, you're fighting me." 

Susan relaxed and then he slowly eased himself in. Finally, he was all the 
way in. For a moment, it was terrible pain as she thought that his penis 
would split her in half. But once it was in, it actually felt good. He could 
tell she was enjoying it now, because all of the protests were over. 

"Feels good doesn't it?" 

She continued whipping her ass around, at a pretty good tempo. Marvin loved 
the feel of her doing it like this. 

"Fuck it!" he told her. "Come on, baby, fuck! That's what I want. Fuck it!" 

He continued pounding his prick into her. And every moment that he did so, 
he was more and more excited. 

"Yesss," he told her. "That's what I like, baby. Now you're doing it!" 

Faster and faster he jabbed his pelvis into Susan's behind. Every moment was 
producing waves of erotic pleasure in her body. 

"Ohhh," he groaned in delight. "That's what I like, baby. Yesss, twist your 
ass. THAT'S IT! Oh now we're doing it. Yes, baby, yes. Just a minute more." 

Marvin was reaching around and playing with her breasts while he went on 
stabbing his prick in her asshole. Next, he reached down and began fingering 
her vagina. He liked to slide his finger up her cunt, and she was clasping 
his finger in her hole. 

"Fuck it," he gasped excitedly, "Fuck, baby, come on fuck! Now you're doing 
it. Yes, baby, fuck! Fuck it." 

Faster and faster he pumped his cock into her. With every savage stab, Susan 
was grinding her hips with more intensity. Soon, he exploded. 

"I'm coming," he told her, "I'm coming. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, I'm juicing." 

The hot cream shot into Susan. She twisted her hips around and Marvin was 
delighted with the feel of her twisting body. 

"Ohhh, honey," he told her, "that is beautiful." 

He didn't withdraw, until he had finished shooting into her. Then, slowly 
he-pulled out. 

"You're a great ass fuck," he complimented her as he slapped her ass 
playfully. 

He lay down beside her and Susan turned over. She reached down to feel his 
sticky cock. 

"I enjoyed that, Marvin," she admitted. 

"So did I," he said. "But you sure put up a big fight." 

"I was an asshole virgin," she laughed. 

"Well I broke you in then, baby," he told her. "I figured I did. It was sure 
tight enough." 

"I guess that's why I feel so good," she told him. 

"Right on," he replied, "The tighter the better the fuck." He looked at her 
and smiled. 

"You know where I'd like to be right now," he said, glancing down between 
her legs. 

"I have a hunch." She winked at him. 

"Is it all right with you?" he asked. 

"Since when do you ask if it's all right with the woman that you're making 
love to?" 

"He moved down her body and slowly began licking her cunt. 

Susan enjoyed the position Marvin was in. He was straddling her with his 
buttocks facing her face. She was massaging his asscheeks, and playing with 
his balls and pressing on his prostate while he was licking her vagina. 

"Oh, I like that," he told her. "That feels good when you press that asshole 
gland." 

"That's the sex gland, honey," Susan said. "And it does feel good doesn't 
it?" 

"It sure does," he said. "And I like it when you play with the balls. Keep 
that ball action going. Yes, I like that." 

The pleasure that they were enjoying together was great. There was no doubt 
about it, they liked each other. 

"Sweetheart," she smiled, "dip your tongue way in there." 

Previously, Marvin had just been letting his tongue lick the hair on her 
vagina. She was eager for him to slip it inside her slit. With this 
invitation, he suddenly drove in, licking it in hot eager strokes. He 
excited her no end. 

"Ohhhhh, keep that up," she begged him. "Yesss, baby that's what I want. 
Keep doing it!" 

The hot tongue pumped in her sex hole. He was enjoying it more every moment. 

"Oh keep playing with my balls," he begged. "Yesss, baby, that's what I 
like. Now you're doing it. Oh hand pump my cock." 

Marvin's hot tongue kept pumping in Susan's slit. Every moment, was becoming 
more and more pleasurable. 

"Oh I like that," he told her. "That is beautiful!" 

The pleasure that Marvin was enjoying was great. 

"Oh, baby," he groaned in delight, "You are lovely down here. I really like 
to taste you." 

There was something about the teacher's pussy that really appealed to 
Marvin. As his tongue swept the velvety vagina walls, she guided him on how 
to make love to her love button. 

"Nibble my clit, Marvin," Susan said smoothly as her hands played with his 
behind. 

"All right, Teach," he said, opening his mouth wider and nibbling at her 
clit. Suddenly she juiced. He realized that sucking her clitoris really 
stimulated her. 

"Ohhh, I. love that," she said passionately. "That is fantastic, baby." 

There was no doubt in Marvin's mind that they would be sexual partners for a 
long time. From the way Susan gripped his asscheeks and played with his cock 
and balls and his prostate gland he could tell she really dug him. None of 
the other chicks that he had played with would get half as intimate as the 
teacher. The hot, white spray that surfaced at her slit was delicious to his 
taste. He lapped it up like candy. When he had finished, he pulled off. She 
kissed one asscheek, and he smiled at her. 

"You like my ass?" he laughed. 

"I like all of you," she said. 

Marvin enjoyed being appreciated like this. He put his arm around her, and 
held her close to him. 

"I wonder why people would think it would be so awful if you and I had sex 
together," Susan thought aloud. "Some men are eighty and they marry women 
who are in their thirties. And nobody makes a big thing out of it. But if a 
teacher who is twenty-three, like me, has sex with a student like you, who 
is seventeen, they would want to hang me." 

"It is slightly ridiculous isn't it?" Marvin chuckled. "Especially when you 
can consider the fact that a sixteen-or seventeen-year-old boy has the 
hottest nuts of any time in his life." 

"That's the truth." Susan nodded. 

She reached down to play with Marvin's sticky penis and he enjoyed the 
sensations that she was generating with her hand action. He bent over, and 
gently licked her bosoms. Susan loved the feeling of his hot tongue lapping 
at her nipples. 

"Marvin," she said nervously, "Make sure you never tell anybody. It would 
really be awful if word got out about us." 

"Don't worry," he said. "I don't want to share you with anybody but my buddy 
Art. I've got to share you with him, cause he introduced me to you." 

"I know," she said, "And Arthur is a great guy. He's a good swimmer too." 

"Art said he thought you had such good muscle tone because you were such a 
good swimmer." 

"Well, that's true," Susan admitted. "Swimming does improve the muscle tone. 
I think it's the best exercise there is." 

"What do you think about school?" Marvin laughed. 

"Oh it's all right," she said, "It's a job." 

"I hate it," he said, "I can't wait till I am free." 

"What do you plan to do?" 

"I don't know," he admitted, "But I sure will be glad just to get out of 
school. I get bored with it." 

"Well, it puts me on the hot seat," Susan said, "Because I have two lovers 
in my classrooms. And that is dangerous." 

"It doesn't have to be if nobody opens their mouth." 

"That's true," she said, "But people like to talk. Don't they?" 

"My lips are sealed," Marvin assured her. 

"Arthur is going to have to be quiet too." 

"Well two makes a party, I always say," he chuckled. "And three makes a damn 
good orgy." 

"I think we better do it two at a time," she said seriously. "That's 
enough." 

"Well, that is better," Marvin admitted, "It is more fun to get intimate 
that way." 

Susan looked at him and she wondered what he would do when he was out of 
high school. 

"What are your plans?" 

"Plans?" Marvin repeated, not getting what she was driving at. 

"Yes," she said. "What are your plans for when you get out of school." 

"I don't have none," he told her. 

"That's too bad," she said. "It really is." 

"Well I look at it this way. I've been penned in for so long, that when I 
get free of my old man I'm just going to split this scene and travel." 

"Do you have any idea where you are going to go, Marvin?" she asked 
earnestly. 

"No, and I don't care," he said. "Just so I get away from my old man." 

"You seem to be at odds with your father." 

"I am at odds with him. He's a very difficult person." Marvin looked 
mournful. 

"I'm sorry," she said softly. "That's too bad." 

As he looked at her pussy, Marvin had a strange looking smile form on his 
face. 

"What are you smiling at, Marvin?" she asked him. 

"Well, I'll tell you," he said. "I always wanted to fall asleep between a 
woman's legs. I wanted to wake up in the morning, and look at her pussy 
hair, and have that be the first thing I see when I open my eyes." 

"Are you asking to sleep between my legs?" she asked. 

"If you'd let me," he begged. 

"I don't know," Susan said. "What would happen if your folks suddenly 
wondered where you were tomorrow morning?" 

"I know it's impossible today," he said. "But sometime that's what I want." 

"If you want to rest your head there a minute," she said, "It's all right 
with me Marvin." 

Susan spread her legs for him and he lay between them. As he looked at her 
vagina, Marvin found himself becoming more and more turned on with her. 

"Oh, you're beautiful," he said. "The view of your slit is fantastic." 

"You're just a horny young kid," Susan teased him. 

"No, it's the truth." He let his hand slip under her buttock. "Your crotch 
is beautiful." 

Marvin kissed her. Then, he let his tongue flick into her once more. Her 
hand reached down to grip his head. 

"You've got to go now," she said quietly. "We could go on like this all 
night." 

Slipping his tongue out of her slit, Marvin smiled. 

"I guess that's the truth. You're so beautiful, Teach, that I could fuck you 
all the time." 

Then she talked him into going home. 

He got to his feet. "Let's take a shower together, Teach," he suggested. 

They got into the shower together. And as the shower poured over their 
bodies, she soaped him down. She built up a good soapsuds. 

"How you feeling, baby?" she asked him. 

"Real good," he told her. 

"That's wonderful," she said. 

They washed each other down. Her hands played with his balls. She was 
building up a soapsuds as she slid the bar of soap along the length of his 
now hardening cock. 

"You better not touch me anymore," he said, "or I'll have to put the fire 
out." 

"All right, baby," she said as she let his penis fall. 

It didn't fall far, for now Marvin was hard. "Now why did you get me hard?" 
he complained. 

"I didn't mean to," she said. "I was just trying to wash it off." 

"But you did," he persisted in griping. 

She didn't appreciate his acting this way. 

"I was going to ask you to wash my bosoms," she told him. "But if you're 
going to be that way about it, I'm not going to let you." 

"Oh, that would be nice." He smiled at her. "I'd like to do that." 

Marvin took the soap from her, and he began washing her great breasts. As he 
washed them, he became more and more stimulated. 

"Oh they're beautiful," he exclaimed, "They really are beautiful." 

He was enjoying it more every moment. 

"I like your tits," he told Susan. "They are really something, baby." 

Reaching down to her vagina, he let the soap slide down there too. 

"Oh what a pussy," he exclaimed. "It is so pretty." 

He built up the soapsuds around her mound. Then, his eyes fastened on her. 

"You're beautiful," he said, "You're beautiful all over. Inside and out, you 
are beautiful." 

They finally got out of the shower and dried off. Then Marvin wrapped his 
arms around his teacher and kissed her passionately. She felt like a young 
girl as the handsome teenager made love to her. 

"You must go now," she said. "It's late. Your folks will be wondering where 
you are. You must get going." 

He nodded, and finally he did get dressed. When he was gone, and she was 
left alone Susan found it impossible to sleep. All she could think of was 
his body. She could see his fantastic sized cock. She could feel his 
buttocks in her hands. She could feel his lips pressing against hers. And 
she could feel his penetrating eyes gazing through her soul. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

The following day at school, Susan Garner felt very strange. She knew that 
she had two students now who knew about her. She made it a point not to do 
anything to attract anymore students to her. Then, in the last class of the 
day a girl in the front row had to start a sex discussion. 

"Marian," Susan insisted, "I don't think that we should be discussing this 
in the classroom. It isn't the place for it." 

"Well it's better to talk about it here than in the pregnancy class," she 
said. 

A ripple of laughter went through the room. 

"Marian," she said angrily, "Would you stay after class please?" 

A moment or two later the bell rang. 

"I want to ask you," Susan said, "Why you felt compelled to talk that way." 

"I'm just trying to decide whether or not to go to an orgy this weekend," 
the young girl said candidly. 

"I don't think it's very nice," Susan said, "For you to be talking about an 
orgy. A girl like you, has no right to even be thinking of such things." 

"That's a big laugh," the teenager said. "Naturally, we think about such 
things. There's nothing wrong with it." 

"Sex used to be something sacred," Susan argued. "All you kids want is 
excitement and action." 

"Yeah," Marian said. "Isn't that what you want? Or are you too old for it?" 

"I don't appreciate your talking that way to me," Susan said angrily. 

"Look," she said, "We're living in 1974, Teach. Things are different now. 
Don't you understand that?" 

"No I don't," Susan said. "All I know is this, that if you engage in wild, 
and wanton sex, you're going to wind up with a child. Then, you're going to 
be sorry." 

"Oh I don't know," Marian laughed, "I have a girlfriend who's in the 
pregnancy class. Actually, maybe she's lucky." 

"What do you mean?" she demanded. 

"Well look at it this way," she said, "She's going to have a child. She's 
going to have something to live for. I get bored, not having anything all my 
own. All I have is a TV and my clothes on my back. I don't even have a car. 
And what with all this gasoline rationing scare, I may not even get that." 

"Marian," Susan said, shocked by the girl's attitude, "don't your parents 
talk to you about your sex life?" 

"Are you asking me whether or not Daddy's ever made a pass?" she giggled. 

"What are you talking about?" the teacher asked, looking into the girl's 
blazing eyes. 

"Well, once Daddy did," Marian said defiantly. "And when Momma caught him in 
bed with me, she nearly killed him. He's never gone to bed with me since. 
But sometimes, on a cool rainy night I kind of wish he would." 

"You don't seem to have very much pride if you ask me," Susan said. 

"I have plenty of pride," Marian said. "And I've nothing to hide. You see, 
you live a life completely different than the way that I do." 

"Do I?" 

"I'm afraid you do!" 

Susan realized that it was pointless to talk to Marian any longer. 

"Go on then, if you want to," the teacher said. "I can't think of anything 
to tell you." 

Marian whirled around and left. She gave Susan a withering glance as she 
walked out of the classroom. 

The teacher was left alone with her troubling thoughts and she wished there 
was someway that she could reach the girl. However, a few moments later, 
when she was correcting some homework, Arthur walked in. 

"Hi, Arthur." She smiled. 

"Hi, teach," he said. "How's everything?" 

"Just fine," she said. "I wonder what you might be thinking about. From that 
look in your eyes, I would say that you were thinking of sex." 

"How did you guess?" Arthur glanced down at his bulging penis in his pants. 

"This is the wrong place to come," she said. "If you want to speak to me, 
Arthur, I would appreciate it if you would call me at home. Right?" 

He nodded and smiled and turned around. As she saw him walk out, she 
realized that her whole career could walk out the door just like he had, if 
he opened his mouth in the wrong place. The Principal dropped by, to visit 
her a moment. 

"Good afternoon, Miss Garner, And how are you today?" 

"Just fine," Susan assured him. "Just fine. This homework takes quite a bit 
of time to correct, but other than that all is going well." 

"I'm happy to hear that," he told her, "And I appreciate the fact that you 
are going to be taking over the pregnancy class for a while. It isn't 
anything very difficult to speak on morals and ethics, but we think that the 
new teachers should get acquainted with our school policy this way." 

"Certainly," she replied. 

After the Principal had talked for a few moments more, he left her alone. 
Glancing out the window, Susan looked at the fall leaves and the ripe colors 
that were changing all around her. Yellow, red and rust. They were falling, 
falling and falling on this sunny fall afternoon. And as she looked out at 
the blue sky and white clouds through the beautiful colored leaves that were 
falling to the ground, she wondered about her future. A terrible fear 
haunted her at this moment. If Arthur, or if Marvin, opened their mouths, 
she could be destroyed. She knew this, and it troubled her no end. All of 
these thoughts were swirling through her mind, when she got out to her car. 
The gym teacher smiled at her. 

"I don't know as I've had the pleasure of meeting you yet," he grinned. 

"I'm Miss Garner," she said. "Who are you?" 

"I'm Neil Martin," he said. "I teach gym here." 

"Well, isn't that nice, Neil," she said. "If you will pardon me, I'll be 
getting on my way." 

"What are you doing for dinner tonight?" he asked eagerly. 

"I plan to eat a solitary meal by myself," she said. "Then I'll correct a 
lot of papers. Doesn't that sound like fun?" 

"No! it sounds dreadful," he told her. "And I wish I could join you. I could 
make it more exciting." 

"I'm sure you could, Neil. But I'm not interested. Duty first." 

"All work and no play, makes a dull teacher," he laughed. 

"Well I won't worry about it," she said, "I do have to do my work. Please 
understand." 

He was about to let her go when he made one more pitch. 

"I know a nice little place not far from here," he said, "Cozy and dark 
where a tired teacher can get a drink. And after a couple of drinks, the 
homework gets easier." 

"Drinks always blur my brain," she insisted, "I'm afraid I will have to pass 
that." 

At this point she was beginning to like Neil. 

"Well, maybe one drink, Neil. I've had a pretty rough day." 

"So have I," he said. "These kids put us teachers through a lot of hell. You 
know that?" 

"I know that," he told him. "I guess you're finding it out now, too." 

"I've been at it a couple of years," he told her. 

"This is my first year," Susan informed him. "Well maybe I can warn you 
about some of the pitfalls," he chuckled. 

"What about faculty pitfalls?" she smiled, "Can you warn me about the men to 
stay away from. You know the kind, the ones that want too much." 

"How much is too much?" he smiled. 

"That depends," Susan said softly. 

"On what?" he went on, baiting her. 

"On the man," she said, "If it's a man I like, maybe I can't get enough of 
him." 

"Let's get cracking," he winked. 

She followed him in her car to the bar. It wasn't too far from the school. 
And just as he said, it was dark and cozy. 

"How do you like teaching there?" he began. 

"I don't," she said. "It's a rough school. If you aren't confronted with one 
problem, you're confronted with a dozen others. They never prepare us in 
teacher's college for anything like this." 

"Of course not," he chuckled. "If you knew it was going to be this bad, 
you'd pick another profession. Isn't that right?" 

"You're right," she agreed. "This is for the birds. Every hour, thirty-five 
or forty new kids. Then, five hours of this grind followed by endless 
homework. Each kid likes to bait the teacher. I'm sick and tired of it 
already, and I haven't completed one semester." 

"They say some people are cut out to be teachers," he smiled, "And others 
aren't. How would you rate yourself?" 

"Well I've got news for you, honey," she told him, "I wouldn't rate myself 
at all. I would just say that I'm not crazy about it. I guess I sort of got 
talked into it by a counselor at college. This counselor, told me that she 
thought I would be a fantastic teacher. And I went along with her. But I'm 
beginning to have my doubts." 

"That's absurd," he said, "You shouldn't have any doubts at all." 

About the third drink, Neil began pressing his leg against hers. 

"What's that for?" 

"What do you think?" he asked her. 

"I think you want to make me," she said, opening her eyes and smiling at 
him. 

"So what if I do?" he asked, looking confident and happy. 

"No," she said, "The answer is no. I'm not a woman of easy virtue." 

"I never said you were," he told her. "But I enjoy a good fuck. And, if you 
would only admit it, you would like to get a good fuck too, wouldn't you?" 

"No," she said, "Not interested." 

Sensing she might be, in spite of what she said, Neil reached over and took 
her hand and placed it on his penis. 

"You see honey," he said softly, "I'm ready." 

There was something about the size of his male member that did appeal to 
her. She felt a strange and sudden urge to look at it. 

"I always look at meat before I buy it," she smiled. 

"Be my guest," he laughed. 

She unzipped him slowly, and pulled it out. Glancing under the table, she 
gasped. 

"You've got a big knob on the head of that thing," she told him. 

"Yes I have, baby," he said. "And if you get your mouth on it you'll enjoy 
it. I guarantee you that." 

"All right," she said, "Let's have a good time." 

"Beautiful," he told her, "I can hardly wait." 

They went to his place, and she was amazed at what a nice place it was. 

"This is my own condominium," he told her. "I've got everything here that I 
could ever ask for." 

She went into the step-down living room, and he immediately began 
undressing. "Are you that horny, honey?" she asked him. 

"Yes," he told her, "I can hardly wait to get my rocks off." 

"You men are all the same," she laughed. "All you're ever thinking of is 
getting a fuck." 

"Or a suck," he laughed. 

The two of them, were eager for action. She slowly began removing her 
clothes. 

"Well, well," he smiled at her, "If you don't have a nice body. If there's 
anything I like, it's a woman with a good pair of knockers. And, honey, 
you've got a pair of knockers on you that won't stop." 

The whole idea of fucking Neil appealed to her. She could hardly wait to 
reveal her beautiful twat. 

"Oh, you look so good," he said enthusiastically, "I can hardly wait to eat 
you. You know I'm considered the best pussy eater in high school." 

"That's saying a mouthful." She laughed. "I imagine that there are quite a 
few active tongues in that school. It looks like all those young boys, go 
around with their tongues hanging out." 

"Have you noticed what a sexy student body that is?" 

"Well, with that pregnancy class and everything," Susan said, "I think it's 
perfectly obvious what is going on at that school. Actually, they ought to 
be ashamed." 

"I don't think they know what ashamed is," she said as she slid out of her 
bra. 

Her bosoms were free now and Neil looked at them. 

"WOW!" he said. "They look great" 

"Well, thank you," Susan said. "It's nice to be appreciated." 

His eyes widened as he looked at her. 

"You're really beautiful, baby," he told her, "I've got to hand it to you." 

She turned around, and he caught sight of her buttocks. The tight-fitting 
nylon panties added to their appeal. 

"You've got a nice ass on you, too," he said. 

"Well forget about fucking it," she said, "I don't go that back-door trip." 

"Pity," he said, "I was just going to just ask you." 

"Save your breath," she told him. "Cause I just won't do it." 

There was no doubt in her mind that he wanted it. He was tapping on her ass 
as she slid her panties off. Then he began massaging her bare buttocks. 

"Why are all of you men so perverse?" She turned around and looked him in 
the face. 

"Are we?" he asked. 

He pulled down his shorts and she got another view of his enormous penis. 

"What a beautiful cock that is!" She smiled. "Good enough to eat?" 

"I don't want you to eat it. But I wouldn't mind having you suck it off." 

They went over to the bed, and Neil could hardly wait, to pump it into her. 

"Oh, sweetheart," he said, "I'd like to straddle those great big boobs of 
yours, and then feed you my cock inch by inch." 

"Any position you want, baby," she told him. 

He straddled her and then, grasping his penis, guided it to her lips. 
Opening her mouth, Susan took it in inch by inch. 

"Oh, that feels good," she told him. "Real good." 

The huge penis stabbed into her face. She loved it, as he pumped it. Her 
cheeks sucked in as he stabbed it in her mouth. In savage, hard thrusts he 
drove it to her. 

"Oh WOW!" he panted. "That's too much. Yesss, baby, I like that. Keep it 
going, baby. Oh, honey, that's beautiful." 

The pleasure was increasing now. He loved it 

"On the end of it," he told her, "Focus your tongue-action there, baby. 
Yesss, that's what I like. Keep it going." 

The excitement that Neil felt was building. He watched his balls bouncing on 
Susan's chin as he thrust it in there. 

"Eat it," he cried. "Come on, baby. Eat it! That's what I want. Eat that 
cock." 

The hot sperm was building in his balls. He was becoming more excited every 
second. 

"Ohhh, yes, baby," he told her. "That's what I want, baby. Do it!" 

Pumping his prick into her in savage, hard thrusts, he got Susan so 
stimulated she was ready to juice. 

"Ohhh," he groaned in delight. "That's fantastic baby. Give me that 
deep-throat action." 

He liked the sight of his balls bouncing on her chin as he stabbed it into 
her face. And she was enjoying the aroma of his loins. Her hot hands held 
his thighs, as he pumped vigorously. 

"I like it when your cheeks suck in, honey," he told her. "You're really 
enjoying it then." 

His balls were swelling as they bounced up and down on her chin. 

"Oh WOW!" he panted. "That's too much, honey. Now we're almost there. Keep 
it up baby." 

She was amazed at how much she enjoyed his super cock. 

"Ohhh," he gasped excitedly, "My cock's on fire." 

Susan's hands massaged his flexing asscheeks. She loved the movement, now. 
She was coming closer and closer to climax. 

"Ohhh," she panted. "That's beautiful! Yesss, that's what I like. Keep it 
going, honey." 

Suddenly his rock-hard cock exploded in her mouth. 

"I'm coming," Neil gasped. "I'm there, baby. I made it." 

The steady white stream of cum shot into her mouth. She loved the taste of 
his sperms. 

"Ohhh eat me," he cried excitedly, "Eat my cock, baby. That's it, baby, eat 
it." 

She gulped it greedily, enjoying every drop of it. 

"Oh wow! That's too much, baby! Oh I love it." 

Now, that Susan had given him the action he liked, Neil wanted some-fun with 
her. 

"Now, baby," he said, "I'm a man of unusual taste. I want to give you a real 
treat, in your pussy. I'm the best pussy eater in the school." 

"That remains to be seen." Susan smiled at him. 

At this point, she was eager to have him go down on her. She lay back on the 
bed and spread her legs. Then Neil began licking at her vagina. As he did, 
he became more and more fascinated with her. He let his hands grasp her 
asscheeks and soon he was stiffening his tongue and stabbing it into her 
cunt. 

Susan was going out of her mind with delight and pleasure as her fellow 
teacher used his long-reaching tongue to excite her. Then she felt his hot 
hands massaging her breasts. She loved the sensations that his hands could 
create. 

"Oh, keep that up," she begged him. "I love that. Yes, baby, just keep that 
up." 

The pleasure was building every moment. And Susan knew that it wouldn't be 
long before she was juicing. Yet she hated to think of juicing. Her thighs 
closed in on Neil as she threw her legs over his shoulders. Then he squeezed 
her nipples and she juiced in his face. As the hot white spray shot into his 
mouth, he gulped greedily. 

"Ohhh," Susan gasped, "I love that! Keep licking! Ohhh! baby, what a tongue 
you've got. You know how to use it. Ohhh yes, honey, lick my pussy." 

He didn't quit licking her crotch, until he had finished her off. Then, he 
pulled away. "Did you enjoy that, honey?" he asked her. "Yes I did," she 
said. 

Neil pulled away from Susan and got to his feet. He walked across the room 
and smiled at her. 

"How about a drink?" 

"Sure, darling," she said, "What do you like?" 

"Scotch on the rocks." 

Susan went to the kitchen and got a bottle of scotch. She pulled some ice 
cubes from the refrigerator and put them in a glass. Then she poured the 
scotch over it. 

"Add a little water," he told her. 

"Yes, baby." She smiled at him. 

She handed him his drink, and he sat back naked in the sofa and looked at 
her. 

"You're quite a gal," he told her, "I've heard about your swimming awards." 

"That's nice," she said. "It always makes a person feel good to be known." 

"You have quite a reputation," he said. "And I can say that you're as good 
at fucking as you are at swimming." 

"Is that a compliment?" Susan asked, throwing her head back and laughing. 

"It's a big compliment," Neil answered seriously. "I say it's fucking that 
makes the world go around." 

"That's true," Susan agreed. 

"Where are you from?" he asked her. 

"From Panama," she told him. "My folks went there when I was a little girl. 
They worked in the Zone." 

"I've never been down that way," he said. 

"You should go sometime. It's a beautiful country. It's the gateway from the 
North American Continent to the South American Continent." 

As the two of them continued talking, Susan noticed that Neil's penis 
hanging between his legs, was starting to stiffen again. 

"You're quite a lusty character," she informed him. 

Glancing down at his penis he smiled. 

"Well I've got a good cock, if that's what you mean," he told her. 

"I'll say you have!" She looked at it with fascination. 

"You want it?" he asked her. 

"I'd love another round," Susan admitted. 

"You know what I think would be fun," he told her. 

"I have no idea," she told him. 

"Well I would like to watch you giving me the works. I would lie on my back, 
and you could slide your pussy up and down my flagpole fucker." 

"All right," Susan agreed. 

They went to the bed and Neil lay back and looked at her. There was 
something very handsome about him that Susan really admired. 

"You've got a beautiful body, baby," she told him. 

"Well thank you," he said, "You know what I'd really like right now?" 

"I have no idea." 

"I would love a good body massage. Body massages always make me tingle all 
over." 

"Certainly, dear," she said, "I think I could give you a pretty good 
massage." 

Susan went to the bathroom and got the body oil. Returning, she poured some 
in her hands and then she put it on Neil's back. She began rubbing up and 
down his back, and that was when he began feeling the best. 

"I like it when you do that," he told her. "That feels fantastic. Yes, baby, 
keep that up." 

When she got around his buttocks, he spread his legs, inviting her to 
massage him there intimately. 

"Beautiful," he told her. "Just beautiful, baby. Keep that up too." 

Susan kept it up. Neil was getting so stimulated that she knew it wouldn't 
be much longer before his balls would explode. She slowed her movements, to 
calm him down. 

"Oh, honey," he said, "why is it when you slip your hand between the crack 
in my ass and touch me there I get so stimulated?" 

"I don't know," she told him. 

She rubbed her hands down his legs, grasping his thighs. He loved the 
feeling of her hands there. Next, she grasped his calves. She kept giving 
him a complete body massage. 

"Oh that feels fantastic," Neil told Susan. "You don't know what you're 
doing to me." 

Susan applied some of the oil to his penis. 

"Now sweetheart," he said, "just put some of that oil on my cock. And rub 
it." 

Susan applied some of the oil to his penis. And as she pulled on it, Neil 
enjoyed the sensations that her hands were generating. 

The pleasure was building in Neil and he was really enjoying himself. 

"Keep it up," he told her. "That's the way I like it. Yes, baby, keep that 
up." 

It wasn't going to be much longer before he spurted and he knew it. 

"Honey, I can't take it anymore. If you're going to fuck me, straddle me and 
get it over with." 

She got on the bed with him, straddling him. Then, she grasped the penis and 
guided it into her womanhood. 

"Come on, baby," he told her. "That's what I like." 

She was bouncing up and down and her bosoms were jiggling. As Neil looked at 
her beautiful breasts, he became more and more excited. 

"Hang in there, honey," he told her. "I like that baby." 

"Fuck it," he panted, "Come on baby, fuck. That's what I want, baby. FUCK!" 

He was really ramming it into her. His body was thrusting up off the bed as 
he gave his prick to her. 

Faster and faster he stabbed into her. And every moment the pleasure was 
becoming more beautiful. 

"I love this kind of a fuck," he told her. "This is beautiful. Come on, 
baby, do it." 

She twisted her hips around and she felt his hot hands on her firm round 
behind. 

"Ohhh, yes," he groaned in delight, "That's what I like, baby. Yess, baby, 
all the way. Now you're doing it. Oh honey, keep twisting your ass around. 
That's it. Keep it up." 

It wasn't going to take much longer now. They were really going to town. 

"Fuck," he told her, "Fuck, baby, fuck." With various paced action they were 
coming closer and closer to climax. 

Susan was discovering new dimensions of sexual excitement as the gym 
teacher's lusty cock stabbed into her mound. Reaching up, he began playing 
with her breasts. He pulled on them, roughly. 

"I like these big knockers of yours!" he exclaimed. "They're beautiful, 
baby. I love just squeezing the nipples a little." 

When Neil said a little, he meant a lot. He delighted in seeing her large 
nipples redden as the blood rushed to them when his fingertips pressed 
tightly. 

"Yesss, baby," he gasped huskily, "Ohhh, NOW, baby, NOW!" 

He twisted his body as he forced her to fuck faster. 

Suddenly the hot juice flooded into her. "Ohhh, WOW!" he panted. "I made it. 
Oh baby, beautiful. Keep twisting your ass around." 

Susan continued twisting her body around as she tried to bring herself to 
climax as near target as possible. 

"Now, baby!" Susan cried. "Now! Oh yes, now I'm making it." 

Her juicy vagina was ready to orgasm. 

"Ohhh, WOW!" he panted. 

The pleasure had been great. And finally she had climaxed with him. He 
continued sliding in and out of her well-lubricated vagina. 

"Oh, honey," Susan told him, "You're quite a fucker." 

Neil had enjoyed himself. 

"Glad you like it," he said. "Now don't pull off me yet. I like to take it 
out slow and easy." 

Susan waited a long moment, and then she slowly eased herself off his 
half-hard dick. 

She lay beside him and he talked to her quite bluntly. 

"This is what sex is all about," he said. "Not having kids. But enjoying it. 
Isn't it silly, all of the people that want to have kids right away. Makes 
me sick to think about it" 

"You don't have to feel that way, honey," Susan said. "The whole world is 
coming around to your viewpoint now. Entire nations, are giving out birth 
control pills and other devices. We are right. Sex was made for pleasure 
first, and children second. Let's face it, if everybody who could have kids 
did have kids, this would be a hell of a world to live in." 

"I couldn't agree more," he said. "But it's funny how people are afraid to 
enjoy their bodies. It's strange, how they are afraid to look at people 
fucking in a movie. Yet, they can watch the most bloody awful scenes 
imaginable." 

"That is a mystery," she admitted. "I don't understand it either. It's 
strange, baby, strange." 

"How about another drink?" He smiled at her. 

"Sure, honey," she said. 

Susan went back to the kitchen, and took the scotch bottle down again. 

"You know we could have a good time living together," Neil told her as he 
took the drink. 

Susan immediately refused. She was still thinking of her young student 
lovers, and all of the good times she had had with them. 

"Why not?" Neil asked. 

"Just not interested," she told him. 

"Don't be ridiculous," he told her. "We could have a lot of fun. We really 
could." 

"I'm sorry," she told him. "But it's just not my bag." 

"What is your bag?" 

"You know, honey," she laughed. "That's a very good question. I'm not sure I 
know myself. But one thing I do know, I'm not ready to get serious now with 
anybody." 

"That's too bad sweetheart," he told her. "It really is. Because I have a 
lot of ideas on how I could make a woman happy." 

"You should find yourself somebody and settle down and get married," Susan 
suggested. 

"I'm not the marrying kind," he said. "I like adventure. I like to 
experience sex with a lot of different women. After all, why shouldn't I 
enjoy myself?" 

"Isn't that funny?" Susan laughed. "That's exactly the way I feel. I'm not 
ready to settle down to one man, even for a little while. I like adventure 
too." 

"Look you're carrying this equality thing too far," he told her bluntly. 

"Does it rub you the wrong way," Susan demanded, "when a woman wants to play 
around like you men do?" 

"You're not being fair," he insisted. "Oh yes," Susan told him flatly, "I'm 
being fair. I'm just doing what you want to do." 

Neil thought about that for a moment, and it bothered him. Yet he figured he 
better not make much fuss. Susan had given him some good sex, and he figured 
if he played it cool he could get a lot more. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

If there was one thing that Susan didn't appreciate, it was talking to the 
pregnancy class. Nevertheless, Mrs. Calvert had insisted that she take over 
for one week. When she gave her first talk to the class, some of the girls 
were giggling. "What's so funny?" Susan demanded. "You are," the girl said 
seriously. "Oh, is that right?" Susan said angrily. "Well, I would 
appreciate it if you would tell me what precisely made you laugh." 

The girl refused to answer. Then, Susan Garner continued. 

"It is important," she went on, "That in your future relationships, that you 
let your young friend know that if he wants any sexual involvement that you 
will not tolerate it. For you see what has happened when you have done this 
in the past. That is why you girls are in the pregnancy class. Now I ask 
you, who is going to finance your babies." 

There was dead silence for a moment. One girl raised her hand and laughed. 

"The state is," she giggled, "And why shouldn't they? We pay taxes." 

"Yes that is true," Susan said. "In many cases the state will not only 
finance the birth of your baby, but finance you "for sometime. Welfare 
mothers are rather famous and have been for sometime. But this is not the 
right way to go. The father ought to take care of his own child and the 
mother ought to make sure that when she has an opportunity she does all she 
can to care for her own brood." 

The bell rang, and the class was over. Gratefully, Susan picked up her 
materials as the students scattered. Then she noticed Mrs. Calvert coming 
in. 

"Well well," Mrs. Calvert said, bustling over to her. "Let me congratulate 
you. I was standing just outside, as I happened to be walking down the hall, 
and I wish to compliment you on doing a great job." 

"Well thank you, Mrs. Calvert," Susan said. "I'm glad you approve." 

"Not only approve my dear," the vice principal said, "But I have to hand it 
to you. You spoke with such complete conviction that I knew you were indeed 
one of the very best teachers that we ever picked for this assignment I 
think it's because you are sincere." 

"Sincere?" Susan asked, not quite understanding what she was saying. 

"Why of course my dear," she said, "You are sincerely an ethical individual. 
I've known it all along. But I just had to compliment you now, as my first 
impressions were confirmed." 

"Thank you!" Susan said, feeling like a hypocrite. 

She hurried on to her next class, and then after the class Marvin came 
toward her. 

"What is it Marvin?" she asked him, seeing if anyone could hear what they 
were saying. 

"Remember Saturday night," he said, "Arthur and me are going to come over 
and make it." 

"Great," she said, "It'll be nice. But, please don't approach me during the 
class. If you have something to say, please phone me. Will you do me that 
favor?" 

"Well, sure, Teach," he said. "But you don't need to get uptight about it." 

"I'm not getting uptight about it," Susan told him. "I just think we've got 
to use our heads." 

"All right," he agreed. 

By the time Saturday night came, Susan was so nervous she hardly knew what 
to do. She wanted to back out of it, but she knew that Marvin and Arthur 
wouldn't let her. She took a couple of drinks before eight o'clock when the 
two boys had said they would arrive. Then, gathering all of her courage, she 
went to the door. 

"Yes?" she said, a nervous tremor in her voice. "Who is it?" 

"Arthur!" was the response. "And Marvin!" 

The moment the boys caught sight of her in her filmy blue negligee holding 
the door open, their penis's became hard. 

"Don't you look pretty." Marvin smiled at her. 

"I was just relaxing," she said. 

The boys spotted the bottle of booze, and her glass with its melting ice 
cubes and both of them understood how she was relaxing. 

"Give us some of that joy juice too," Marvin insisted. 

"I really don't like to let you boys drink," she said. "I still have a few 
moral scruples left." 

"Oh that's too bad," Arthur laughed, "You'll have to get rid of those too." 

Arthur was looking at her intently now. 

"What you got under that negligee, Teach?" he asked her. 

"My skin," she said, "can't you see?" 

"The view is fantastic. I can see just enough to really turn me on. You mind 
if I take my clothes off?" 

"I guess not," she hedged. 

Arthur began unfastening his shirt. As she looked at him starting to strip, 
a sudden pang of guilt surged through Susan. 

"We really shouldn't be doing this," she objected. 

"Knock it off, Susie," Marvin said. "Two cocks are better than one." 

"I feel as guilty as hell." Susan got to her feet and began pacing the 
floor. As she walked back and forth, the boys couldn't take their eyes off 
her body. They could see the outline of her buttocks through the shear, blue 
nylon material of her negligee. And, more than that, they could see the 
fir-trimmed triangle around her crotch. That was where their eyes were 
centered. 

"Why don't you take off everything?" Marvin suggested as he tossed his shirt 
over a chair and expanded his chest to show what a good form he had. 

"Oh, no," Susan said. "I would feel funny if I took everything off." 

"But you wouldn't look funny." Marvin nodded. "You would look beautiful, 
Teach." 

As Marvin talked both boys' had stripped down to their shorts. They were not 
quite as bold as they had said they were at first. Their shorts were bulging 
with their cocks which were hard now. 

"Well, you look good," Arthur said, "Yeah, Teach, let me have a peek at that 
pretty pussy." 

Going over to her, and still not taking off his shorts himself, Arthur 
pulled her negligee apart. He glanced at her quivering mound and saw dew 
drops glistening on it. 

"Looks like you're kind of horny yourself, Teacher!" he laughed. 

"I wish you wouldn't do things like that," Susan complained. "You almost 
give me the feeling you're raping me. Both of you." 

"You couldn't call this rape if you wanted to," Marvin said. "You invited us 
here. You invited both of us." 

"Under pressure," she said nervously. 

"Look," Arthur said, "you wanted sex with me that first day. And I've been 
good to you. I've been giving you eight inches ever since. Now don't 
complain, and let's all strip. If Arthur strips, and Marvin strips, Susie 
has got to strip too." 

The teacher got the point. She was not going to be the odd person out. The 
boys were insisting that she remove her clothes. 

"All right," she agreed reluctantly. 

"Well, well!" Arthur smiled as he saw her beautiful breasts. He looked at 
the red nipples admiringly, and really got turned on. 

"What a beautiful body!" he exclaimed. "You really are something to look 
at." 

"Take it easy," she told him. "Don't touch 

"Why not?" Arthur laughed. His hands reached out and he touched her breasts. 

"Yes," he told her, "that looks real nice, Teach." 

Soon both boys were caressing her breasts with their mouths. 

"Oh, it does feel good," she admitted. "Let's go into the bedroom." 

The boys went into the bedroom with her. 

"This is going to be a lot of fun," Susan said. "A lot of fun." 

She stretched out on the bed, and then Marvin had an idea. 

"Why don't you lie sideways, Teach?" he smiled at her. "And then one of us 
can plug it into you from behind and one of us can make it from the front." 

She lay on her side. 

Marvin got to the front of her. She looked up at him and he really did 
excite her. His shock of blond hair and his freckles made him seem like a 
little boy. But down below, around his crotch where she saw that huge penis 
and those big balls, she knew that he was a man. All man. She took his 
penis, and guided it into herself. 

"Ohhh that's beautiful," she told him. 

The pleasure was building as the two of them looked at each other. 

"Oh, I dig that," he told her. "That is something else, baby. Ohhh, just 
getting it in there is driving me out of my gourd, Teach." 

Arthur was watching Marvin as he slid his prick into Susan's vagina. 

"Are you ready for me to take action?" Arthur demanded. 

"Sure baby." Susan smiled. Her cunt was so full she was ready for anything. 

Arthur got behind her. This made Susan fearful. 

"Better get something to put on your cock," she warned him. "I can't take 
that in without a little help." 

Arthur oiled his penis well, and then he slid it into the teacher's asshole. 
As he started to slide it in her rear door, he looked at the firm round 
behind. He liked the sight of it, and it excited him also to have his buddy 
on the other side of the teacher. 

"Fuck it," he said as he stabbed it in savagely. 

"Ohhh, God," the teacher gasped. "You're splitting me in half, Arthur." 

However once he got it rolling in there Susan liked the sensation he was 
creating. 

"How does it feel now, Teach?" he asked her. 

"Good," she purred contentedly. 

The two young men were pumping their cocks into her. They were enjoying it 
more every moment. 

"Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck, baby, fuck. OHHH, yes. Twist your tail 
around. That's what I like. Come on baby, fuck it!" 

The sensational pleasure that they were enjoying was increasing. As the two 
cocks stabbed into both Susan's holes, they were enjoying it more every 
moment. 

"Oh, that's what I like," Marvin told her in front. "Beautiful, baby. That's 
the way to do it. Come on, honey, fuck my dick." 

The super pleasure that they were enjoying at this point was increasing. 
With every cock stab, the pleasure was growing. 

"That's the way I like it," she said, "Two ways. I want to be fucked every 
which way. Give it to me, baby. Come on, honey, fuck! Fuck fast. Come on 
sweetheart give it to me." 

Her arms were around Marvin, and she was grasping his behind as he stabbed 
into her. 

She told him, "I like that Marvin. Give it to me. I want every inch of it. 
Keep fucking me. More, baby, more." 

Her hands on his buttocks pleased him. Then Marvin felt her parting his 
asscheeks as she inserted her finger up his asshole. He loved the sensations 
she was generating with her stabbing, plunging finger. 

"Ohhh!" he groaned, in delight. "Yesss, that's the way to do it. Come on 
honey, fuck." 

The three of them were going to town. They were building their rhythm 
together. 

"Wouldn't it be great," Susan exclaimed, "If we could get our climax 
together." 

With the two boys banging her cunt and asshole together, the teacher was 
enjoying herself as she never had before. 

"Give it to me, Arthur," she begged. "Shove it up my asshole. Shove it all 
the way up my rear. That's what I want. Fuck me, baby!" 

Arthur continued plowing into her. He was enjoying every moment of his cock 
in her ass himself. 

"Ohhh, Teach," Marvin panted, "what a pussy you've got. It's nice and 
tight." 

"Good muscles," she said, "And I know how to use them too." 

She was enjoying herself just as much as the two boys were. Faster and 
faster they were fucking. Every moment was more exciting, more intriguing. 

Ohhh WOW!" he panted, "That is too much. Come on baby! Fuck it!" 

Faster and faster they fucked. Every moment was more intensely exciting. 

"Beautiful," Marvin told her. "That's the way I like it. Come on, honey, do 
it." 

The pleasure was almost more than he could stand. 

"OHHH," he groaned, "this is too much. I can't stand it." 

Susan twisted her hips around and the penis plunging into her asshole 
drilled still deeper. If there was one thing Arthur enjoyed, it was watching 
his well-lubricated shaft slip into her. He pulled it out as far as he could 
so he could see it driving in her butt. 

"FUCK," he told her, "FUCK! That's it. FUCK MY COCK WITH YOUR ASSHOLE." 

Susan ground her hips around and watched too. She was enjoying every moment 
of her ordeal. 

"Oh WOW!" he panted, "I like that. Teacher, twist your tail. Grind your ass. 
Let me see it move." 

All the time that he was screwing her asshole, Arthur was looking at his 
cock penetrating her. He enjoyed seeing her ass muscles flex as he stabbed 
into her. And every time she twisted around the pleasure increased the 
excitement, the excitement Marvin was feeling. His cock was being taken 
along for the ride as Susan ground her hips for Arthur. The wild pleasure of 
her wanton desires were building for both of them. 

"Ohhh, fuck me!" she screamed as she reached out and clutched the sheets and 
wadded them up in her hands. Her body was sweating as the two young boys 
slammed into her. This was action the way she wanted it. They were enjoying 
her, and she was enjoying them. 

Arthur was panting as he went on plowing into her asshole. 

He knew that it wouldn't be much longer now before he was juicing. 

Faster and faster the rock-hard cock stabbed in Susan's ass. The pleasure 
was building. 

"It won't be much longer now, baby," he told Susan. "Oh, yes, that's what I 
like! Come on sweetheart, fuck me." 

She knew that the three of them were finally synchronizing as one. Their 
bodies were merging in a total sex situation. It was so stimulating and 
exciting, she was scratching Marvin's back. 

"Oh, sweetheart," she begged, "juice me!" 

She could hardly wait for the big long cock of his to juice. Finally, it 
shot. As it shot into her, she gasped with delight. 

"Ohhhhh, you're coming, baby," she cried enthusiastically. "Yesss, baby! 
Give me that big long hard cock of yours. Juice it. All the way, baby. 
That's what I want, baby. Ohhh, yes, juice it!" 

The white sperm shot into her. And Susan was more excited than ever before. 

This was it. The moment that she had waited for. 

"WOW!" she panted. "I'm coming too!" 

She felt her own mound juicing as Arthur, who was plugging it into her from 
behind, shot his gun off. 

"Oh, Teach," Arthur gasped excitedly, "I made it. I got my rocks off." 

The hot sperm was shooting into her in a steady stream from both cocks. She 
loved the sensations it was generating within her. 

"Beautiful," she groaned in delight as she rolled around on the bed. 

Slowly, she relaxed. First, Marvin pulled his penis out of her vagina. Then, 
slowly, Arthur eased his cock out of her asshole. As Susan lay between them, 
she felt lonely for a short moment. 

"Teach," Arthur said, "Did you like that?" 

"Yes," she said. "I really did. It's a lot of fun to try different things. 
That's why I'm glad that I got together with both of you." 

At this moment, young Arthur headed for the shower. The teacher joined him. 

"We can have a lot of fun in the shower!" Arthur laughed. 

"It is a big shower," Susan smiled. 

It was enough for Marvin to watch them take a shower. His penis hardened 
just looking. He soon felt the urge to reach down and grasp his own penis. 
He began pumping slowly as he watched the two of them playing around with 
the soap in the shower. 

"Let me use the soap on your asshole," Arthur told Susan, "And I can have 
some more fun." 

Before long, Susan was bending over. Arthur slid the soap between her 
asscheeks. Soon, he was gently easing his cock into her soap lubricated 
rear. 

"This is going to be fun," he told her. "I can hardly wait, honey." 

The rock-hard cock stabbed into Susan's asshole. And then he was giving her 
a good screwing. 

"Oh, that feels fantastic," he told her. "YESSS, Teacher. That's it. Bend 
over a little farther." 

As Marvin watched, he couldn't help it. He had to cup his balls in one hand, 
and pump his penis with the other. 

Susan was getting a big charge out of watching Marvin pump his penis while 
her other young lover continued thrusting into her asshole. 

"This is a lot of fun," she said. "I'm really enjoying it." 

She twisted her hips and the water falling on their bodies added to the 
pleasure. 

Finally, Arthur was ejaculating again. 

"I'm juicing," he panted. "I made it again, Teach!" 

"When you pull out," Marvin told him, "I want to get mine in." 

"You better be fast," Arthur said. 

It wasn't going to take much longer. Marvin got in the shower with Arthur 
and Susan. 

"Come on baby," he said, "Let's get going." 

She was in the same position, when he approached her with his penis and 
Arthur jerked out. Marvin thrust it up her ass in hard, stabbing jabs. 

"Your butt is nice and smooth," Marvin said. "It's got nice lubrication." 

"Hold still," he told her, "I'm going to give it to you." 

Harder and harder and faster he thrust into Susan's rear. She was really 
enjoying herself now, getting her third ass fucking of the day. 

"Ohhh! I made it," he said. "I made it!" 

At this point Marvin pulled out. Susan could hardly believe that she had had 
such a good time. 

"Beautiful," she said sincerely. "I really enjoyed it!" 

The shower washed her out. When she got out of the shower the three of them 
went back into the living room. 

"Wouldn't they just die at school if they knew what we're doing?" Marvin 
asked. 

"I know they would," Susan said. "I don't like to think about that." 

"Well, we're sure not going to talk," Arthur assured her. "We're too happy." 

They got back on the bed and Marvin smiled at Susan. 

"You can suck some more life back into it," he told her, "if you want to." 

She got between his legs and pulled his huge penis shaft to her mouth. 

"That's what I want," he told her. "Go ahead and suck on it." 

It wasn't going to take Susan too much longer to reach an orgasm, as she was 
over-stimulated. 

The pleasure was tremendous as she slowly let her tongue lick all around his 
balls. Then, opening her mouth, Susan slowly sucked Marvin's balls into her 
mouth. 

"Come on baby," he encouraged her. "I like that." 

The pleasure was building as she slowly slid her mouth all the way over his 
cock. Then she began giving him sucking action that made his blood run fast. 

The total impact of what she was doing was increased as Susan fingered his 
asshole. 

"Ohhh, yes," he moaned, putting his hands on her head and holding her in 
place. "That's what I like. Come on, honey, do me!" 

Marvin was getting more and more stimulated. As Susan mouthed him, she 
watched his balls swelling. She could hardly wait for them to explode in her 
mouth again. She had grown fond of sperm juice, and she was eager to get his 
load. 

"Ohhh, yes," he told her. "That's what I like. Yess, Teacher, now you're 
doing it. That's the way honey. OHHH, AHHH, that's the way to do it. Come 
on, baby, do me." 

It wasn't going to take much longer and Susan knew it. She was going out of 
her mind with delight as the pleasure increased. 

"Eat me," Marvin begged her. "Eat me, baby. Yes, do me. That's what I want. 
Come on, honey, do it." 

The super excitement that he was enjoying was transmitting itself to Susan. 

"Ohhh, sweetheart," he told her, "now you're doing it. All the way, honey." 

"Suck it," he told her. "Suck, baby, suck." 

Suddenly, the rock-hard cock exploded. 

"Ohhh, swallow it," he cried passionately. "Swallow my juice. That's it, 
Teacher. Eat my cock. Now you're doing it. That's what I want. Ohhh, baby, 
gobble me!" 

The teacher gobbled Marvin's sperm, then swallowed it eagerly. 

"Swallow me," he ordered her. "Let me see you swallow it. That's it. Suck it 
all in." 

Susan was stimulated, and excited. She was happy that Marvin could give her 
such good action. 

She gulped his juices gladly and finished him. When he withdrew, she looked 
at him. 

"Oh, Marvin," she told him, "I really enjoyed that." 

"So did I," he told her. 

At this point, as she lay back, Susan looked at Arthur who was again equally 
hot for action. 

"Now what do you want, Arthur?" She smiled at him. 

"What do you think, Teacher?" He laughed as he reached for her. 

He was pumping on his penis and it was already nearing climax. Susan knew 
that if she was going to get any of the juice out of it, she would have to 
grab it quickly. Grasping his stem, she brought it to her lips. Then she 
slid her mouth over it and began sucking. 

"Ohhh, honey," Arthur panted, "that's what I like. Pull your mouth all the 
way off, and then suck on just the head of it." 

Susan's mouth went up and down on his male member. She made it a point to 
move slowly so he could watch. 

"Beautiful," he told her. "That is just beautiful, baby. Yesss, that's what 
I like." 

She sucked on his stem. Faster and faster her mouth moved. 

"Ohhh, eat it," he told her. "Come on, baby, eat it. That's the way to do 
it. Ohhh, ahhh, yesss, that's the way to do it. Oh, sweetheart!" 

The pleasure had built to a passionate pitch. 

"Honey," Arthur warned, "I'm going to juice in your face in a minute. You're 
going to love it. You're going to get a mouthful." 

She looked at his asscheeks and smiled. She grasped them and began massaging 
them. 

"Eat me," Arthur panted. "That's the way. Eat me." 

Her head was bobbing up and down on his penis. Then he locked his legs 
around her head and thrust forward savagely. 

"Eat it," he panted. "Give me head. Yes, Teacher, gobble it." 

Once more Marvin was stimulated. It puzzled Marvin how watching his buddy's 
cock slipping in and out of his teacher's mouth could excite him so. It was 
a strange thing, and he couldn't understand it. Yet, his own balls tingled, 
as he watched Arthur get his cock blown. 

"Give him a good blowjob, Teach," Marvin panted as his hand pumped his own 
prick. 

The three of them were watching each other. And as the interplay of eyes 
focused on each other, they became more and more stimulated. It was as if 
there was a sexual electricity building up between the three of them. 

"Ohhh, WOW!" Arthur gasped. 

He was driving his cock down her throat. With savage thrusts he pounded his 
sex tool in her mouth. 

"Let me get on top, Teach," he asked as he thrust his body around until he 
was on top and driving into her hot lips. 

"Ohhh," he groaned in delight. "That's what I like. Take my goo all the way 
down there. Let me give it to you, Teach." 

The rock-hard cock slammed in her mouth again. The pleasure was mounting 
moment by moment. 

"Gobble it," he gasped excitedly. "That's what I want, baby, gobble me." 

The hot sperm exploded against the roof of her mouth. It was dripping out of 
the corners of her mouth as the juice engulfed her. 

"Get it," he said. "Eat me!" 

He squeezed his thighs around Susan's head as he filled her mouth with cum. 

Susan finished sucking the juice out of his cock, and then he smiled at her. 

"You know, Teach," he said, "that's the best blowjob I ever had. We used to 
have a girl at school who'd blow us all, by the name of Doris. Well, when 
Doris quit blowing us, we had to find somebody who could take over for her." 

Susan didn't know what to make of this. 

"Then I'm just a replacement for Doris," she said nervously. 

"Well, you might look at it that way," he laughed. 

"I don't know of any other way to look at it," she said. "And I don't think 
it's very nice." 

Noticing that she was pouting, Marvin immediately suggested some more 
action. 

"Oh, Teach," he said, "Don't pay any attention to him. Arthur get down there 
and start licking her pussy, while I lick her bosoms." 

"Sounds like a lot of fun." Arthur smiled as he put his face against the 
teacher's crotch. He held her asscheeks in his hand and let his tongue swing 
out to her slit. As he was licking rapidly at her vagina, he parted the pink 
pussy lips. He wanted to peer inside and see all he could see. 

"Beautiful," he groaned. "What a gorgeous pussy you've got." 

The hot tongue pumped in her hole. He was savagely thrusting into her box 
with his tongue. He was getting more and more excited every moment. 

"Ohhh," he groaned in delight. "I like that. That's what I like." 

He continued pumping into Susan's cunt and then she felt Marvin's tongue 
lashing away at her nipples. She loved the excitement of one boy at her 
nipples, and the other at her vagina. 

The super pleasure, that they were deriving now from the oral action was 
almost more than Arthur could stand. 

"Oh, yes," he panted, "I like that. WOW!" 

"Oh, that's beautiful!" He smiled. "What beautiful nipples. They get hard as 
I lick them." 

Susan threw her legs over Arthur's shoulders. Then she glanced in the 
mirror. It was quite a sight to watch the two young men licking at her body. 

"Eat my pussy," she commanded Arthur. "Come on, baby, lick the teacher's 
pussy." 

Susan had lost all inhibitions. She was living in a fantasy world of sex 
where only hot, lapping tongues mattered. How she thrilled to her young 
lovers. As she felt Marvin's tongue action on her nipples she reached down 
to play with his balls. 

"Oh that ball action is good," he told her. "I like it when you play with my 
nuts. Yes, just that like. That's the way I like it. Keep that up." 

She continued playing with his testicles, getting him more and more 
stimulated. 

"Yesss!" he groaned. "I really like that. Come on, baby, do it!" 

The excitement that she was experiencing was almost more than Susan could 
stand. 

"Oh, baby," she moaned in delight, "that is too much. Ohhh, sweetheart, why 
don't you swing over me? Just straddle me, and let me lick your asscheeks 
and suck your balls and eat your cock." 

That was tempting to young Marvin. He enjoyed the sight of Arthur's tongue 
flicking in her vagina, but he also wanted to get his action. 

Straddling Susan's face, he lowered his ass over her mouth. She reached up 
and massaged one buttock while licking the other. Finishing one, she moved 
to the other. When she had licked both of his buttocks, she pulled on his 
penis. 

"Ohhh, baby," Marvin groaned in delight, "I love it when you do this to me." 

Susan didn't instantly plant her mouth over his penis. No, she didn't. She 
figured that it would be much more exciting if she let him swing his balls 
over her face, and then stuck her tongue reach up to lick them. Licking both 
swaying balls at once, excited her no end. Then she opened her mouth and let 
him inch his penis shaft into her mouth. 

Marvin's pulsating penis was swelling now as he began pumping. She felt his 
hot, sweaty balls on her chin. She loved the feeling of them as she looked 
up. The view of his ass, of his balls, and of his cock was fantastic. 

"Eat me," he begged. "Come on, baby, eat me. That's what I want, baby. Eat 
my cock!" 

The hot pleasure was building for both of them. 

"Ohhh, baby," he sighed in delight, "that's what I like. Come on, honey, do 
me!" 

Faster and faster his rock-hard cock stabbed in her mouth. 

"Oh, yes!" he gasped excitedly. "That's what I want. Now you're doing it. 
All the way, honey. OHHH, AHHH, yes, baby! That's the way I like it." 

The sensational pleasure that Marvin was enjoying at this point was 
remarkable indeed. 

"Eat my meat," he told the teacher. "That's it, Teacher. Eat it!" 

Twisting around, Marvin looked at his young friend Arthur who was equally 
excited as his hot tongue stabbed away at Susan's slippery hole. 

"Get her pussy going," Marvin said, "Set it on fire with your tongue, 
lover." 

It was strange how the interplay of sex was exciting to them. While his hot 
tongue pumped into the teacher's vagina, young Arthur was enjoying his view 
of his buddy's butt going up and down as he rammed his cock into the 
teacher's mouth. 

"Eat my cock," Marvin panted, "Eat it, baby! That's it. Get the juice. OHHH, 
YES. Give me some good action. Lick quick. Ohhh, Teacher, eat my cock." 

It wasn't going to be much longer before he came and he knew it. His 
rock-hard cock was pumping savagely. Susan's lips were clasping tightly 
around it and the pressure on his saliva slickened shaft stimulated him. 

"Ohhh, baby!" he groaned. "That is too much. Yesss, baby! That's the way I 
like it. Come on honey do it." 

There was no doubt about it, Marvin was enjoying Susan's sucking him off. 

"Ohhh, ahhh, yesss, baby. That's the way to do it. I love that baby. Keep it 
going." 

The hard penis was savagely thrusting into her hot mouth. Every second it 
was becoming more and more stimulated with the action. 

"Oh, wild," he gasped. "That's the way to do it. Swing in there. Ohhh, yes, 
honey, do it. Fuck it. Fuck." 

Pumping it in and out of her mouth faster and faster, the pulsating 
excitement was building to a passionate pitch. 

"Ohhh," he groaned in delight. "Yesss, baby, that's what I like. Milk me." 

The teacher's sucking action was bringing Marvin to a swift climax. She 
gripped his asscheeks and played with his buttocks. Easing a finger into his 
asshole, he became more and more excited. 

"Gobble it," he told her. "Gobble that cock. Yesss, that's what I want, 
baby. Do it." 

The super excitement that he was enjoying at this moment was remarkable. He 
threw his head back and exclaimed, "Suck the cock!" 

She juiced as he finished shooting. His shooting triggered her coming. Susan 
gushed into Arthur's mouth. The hot, white spray stimulated him. He licked 
quickly around her velvety vagina, devouring all of her. Arthur was the 
first to separate the trio. He pulled his tongue out of the teacher's vagina 
and kissed her mound gently. 

"Ohhh, Teach," he said happily, "that was a lot of fun." 

Slowly his buddy Marvin pulled his penis out of her mouth. Susan patted his 
ass playfully, and looked up at him. 

"That was a lot of fun, Marv," she said softly. 

"We've got to get together again like this," Arthur said. 

"No, we should never do this again," Susan said. "I don't know what happened 
to me. Something possessed me." 

"Maybe it was the devil," Marvin laughed. "Like in the movies." 

"Oh I saw that film, The Exorcist." Young Arthur smiled. "And maybe that's 
true. Maybe we're all possessed. You, me, and him." 

"Perhaps we are," Susan mused. "Maybe that's why we enjoy fucking so much. 
It seems as if there isn't anything that we want to do that we aren't doing. 
Maybe we're driven to this. Did you ever think of that?" 

"That's a lot of hogwash," Marvin said. "We're just hot-blooded fuckers. 
That's all." 

"Maybe," the teacher shrugged as she turned away from the both of them. 

She wasn't talking about it anymore, but she was doing a lot of thinking. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Susan couldn't help but be attracted to a new student who entered school the 
next week. As she looked at his burning brown eyes, she could almost imagine 
him having sex with her. There was something shy, yet very manly about him 
that appealed to her. She wanted to introduce him to the pleasures of sex. 

"Bill," she smiled at him, "I'd like to see you after school. I think maybe 
I can help you catch up on your back work." 

"Yes, Miss Garner," Bill said politely. 

When the school day was completed, Susan looked at him walking through the 
door and had a change of heart. She knew it was a dangerous course that she 
was pursuing, and that she had everything to loose, and only some momentary 
thrills to gain. 

"You wanted to see me, Miss Garner?" Bill began shyly. 

"Why yes I did," she said, "As a matter-of-fact, it ran across my mind this 
afternoon as I was thinking about the things where you are behind that you 
might come to my house to catch up." 

"Oh, that would be real nice," he said. "But I'm afraid I couldn't afford 
any extra money to get my lessons." 

"You needn't worry about money, dear," she said, "That is the least of my 
concerns. Actually, the thing that I am eager to do for you, is see you 
develop." 

"Well that's awfully nice of you, teacher," he said. 

"If we can't give a helping hand now and then," she smiled at him, "what 
good is living?" 

"You have a good philosophy of life," he said. 

"That's a pretty wonderful way of looking at it," she said. "Where did you 
hear about philosophy of life?" 

"Well I heard about it from the gym teacher," Bill said. "Everybody, he told 
us, has a philosophy. And the philosopher who wins in sports is the one who 
goes in there saying he's going to win." 

"Why that's very true," she said. "Those are words of wisdom that he gave 
you Bill." 

Susan gave him her address on a slip of paper and her phone number. 

"Now I will try to put some other things aside tonight," she said, "So I can 
accommodate you. Would you like to call me then?" 

"I sure would, teach," he said. "I can't tell you how grateful I am." 

As she left school that day, Susan was worried. She knew she had made a 
decision that could cost her plenty. Neil Martin, the gym teacher, 
approached her to ask her if she would like to go out for drinks. 

"How about having a couple of drinks with me this afternoon?" he suggested. 

"That sounds like fun Neil," she admitted, "but I'm afraid I can't make it." 

"Why not?" he asked eagerly. 

"There are just too many things that have come up in my life," she said. 

"Like what?" 

"Well, for one thing," she explained, "I have a lot of papers to correct. 
And, if I don't get them corrected I can't get the grades ready." 

"What a conscientious teacher you are," Neil said. "I've put a lot of my 
homework in the circular files." 

A smiled played about Neil's lips as he talked about the circular file. 

"What do you mean?" she asked curiously. 

"The circular file." He laughed. "The waste basket, Teach." 

He looked at her again and laughed. 

"You know," he told her frankly, "I've got to hand it to you. You are the 
type of teacher that this school needs." 

"Am I Neal?" 

"You bet your ass you are," he said. "And you know what I'd like to do with 
you?" 

"Judging from my last date," she said, "It is difficult to figure out what 
else you could like to do. But maybe I'm not interested." 

"Now, baby," he said, "you are just trying to play it cool. You know you 
were as nuts about it as I was." 

"I've got to be going," Susan said, trying to get out of any further 
conversation with him. 

"Not so fast, sweetheart," he told her. "We've got a lot of things we've got 
to do." 

"Have we?" she laughed. 

"Well, let me tell you something. We've got some fucks we've got to get. And 
I want to get them fast. My balls are aching." 

"Save it for the weekend, dear," she said. "Maybe we could get together 
somewhere then. You do seem rather horny." 

"You bet your ass I'm horny," Neil told her. "So horny I can taste it." 

"Well you go on and taste it, honey," she told him. "I've got better things 
to do." 

Susan walked away from Neil, but he pulled her back. 

"I know a real nice motel where I can take you Saturday night," he 
suggested. "And you would just love it there. They've got great big 
kingsized beds and they've got color TV and we could fuck up a storm." 

As much as she wanted to say no to him, it surprised Susan that she felt 
something so strong for the gym teacher at this moment that she wanted to 
say yes. 

"I wish you wouldn't talk to me like that," she said nervously. 

"Why not?" he asked her. "Does it turn you on?" 

"Yes," she said. "If you must know, it does excite me. I'm very fond of you 
and I might get emotional about it." 

"You mean like love?" he smiled. 

"Yes, Neil," she replied. "And I know that's not what you're interested in. 
You want to play the field." 

"Yes I do," he said. "But that doesn't prevent me from having a good time 
with you now and then, does it?" 

"It does. I could get so attached to you, that I would never want to give 
you up. What would I do then?" 

"Pine for me," he laughed. 

Susan looked at him and thought she could get away. But it wasn't quite that 
easy. 

"Saturday night," he said. "It's a date." 

As his hand pressed in her arm, she felt compelled to nod. 

"It's a date," she said. "Now let me go." 

When she finally got away from Neil, she took refuge in her car. She hated 
having him talk to her like that in the parking lot. It was embarrassing, 
for she was fearful that a student would walk by. Nevertheless, she reasoned 
that the only sensible thing for her to do now was face the music. As she 
drove down the highway it wasn't easy for her to think of her driving. Her 
mind was too possessed with her troubles. And these troubles continued to 
haunt her. 

When she finally did get home, she felt some relief. There was always a 
drink handy, and that seemed to relax her. As she relaxed, she began 
thinking. She began thinking about all of the things that she would love to 
do so much. Things, that she had never had an opportunity to do before. It 
tormented her, but there was nothing that she could do about it. She wasn't 
given much time before the phone rang. 

"Hello," she answered the phone quietly. 

"Hello, Teach. This is Bill." 

"Oh, yes, Bill," she said. "When can you make it over?" 

"My Mom suggested you come over here to dinner," he said. "And then you 
could help me over here." 

"Well, that would be real nice," Susan answered agreeably. 

A sense of relief swept through her as she thought about the fact that she 
could avoid getting into a sexual entanglement. She knew there would be no 
temptation now. And that was what she wanted. To be free of any temptation 
of having sex with a student. 

She went to her student's house for dinner and met Bill's mother. 

"Miss Garner," Bill's mother began, "I can't thank you enough for taking a 
personal interest in Bill. So many teachers just don't seem to care anymore. 
And it's rare indeed when a person meets someone like you." 

Susan felt like a hypocrite, as the woman kept praising her. Nevertheless, 
it felt good. 

"Why, thank you," Susan said. "That's awfully nice of you to say that. And, 
don't think I haven't appreciated the fact you've invited me over to dinner. 
It was a marvelous meal." 

"It was nothing," Billy's mother said. "Just something I whipped up when 
Billy told me that he was going to bring the teacher home to help him." 

"Now I've got to run along to a bridge club," Billy's mother said, "And my 
husband is gone. He's a traveling salesman, and we don't see much of him." 

"Well we'll get a lot of work done," the teacher smiled. "And thanks so much 
for the invitation." 

"Don't mention it." Billy's mother smiled as she buttoned her overcoat and 
left. 

Billy and Susan were alone. 

They went to Bill's room and began working on his homework. 

"You know why it's hard for me to get down to school work?" Bill asked 
bluntly. 

"Why no, Billy," Susan said. "Do you experience difficulty focusing your 
mind on your school work?" 

"I sure do," he told her bluntly. "I get real bored. And I'll tell you why, 
it's because of my balls." 

"Because of what?" the teacher asked, hardly able to grasp what the student 
was saying. 

"I mean it," he said. "My itching balls won't give me no rest. I'm always 
dreaming of fucking." 

"Well, you're not very pure in heart," Susan said. "It isn't right for you 
to be thinking about sex all the time. Not that we don't live in a 
sex-saturated society, Billy, because we do. But you mustn't let it get 
you." 

"Well, that's it," he said. "It gets me. I think of sex and I get all 
excited." 

"Well we're going to have to do something about that, dear," she said. "We 
really are." 

But Bill explained with some photos why he was uptight. 

"I got me these pictures," he said, "And all I can do is jerk off when I'm 
looking at them. And I have to imagine that there's this beautiful chick and 
I'm slipping it into her. Isn't it awful?" 

Susan's eyes nearly fell out as she looked at the raw-sex photos. 

"You know, Bill," she said, "I think this is quite disgusting. Look at that 
photo. It's quite obvious that it's raw, brutalized sex. These people don't 
care about each other at all. All they want to do is have their fun." 

"That's a position I would like, Teach," he told her, looking at a peculiar 
picture. 

"What do you mean?" she demanded, "You mean you would like to do it from 
behind?" 

"Well, I don't have to drive it up your asshole, Teach." He smiled. "I could 
always slip it into your pussy from that angle." 

"That sounds terrible," Susan said. "I don't think we should do that at 
all." 

The photo did appeal to her. The woman was bending over a table and resting 
her breasts on a couple of pillows. The man was standing behind her, 
slipping his prick into her. It was impossible to tell from the photo 
whether he was driving it up her asshole or up her pussy. 

"Teach," he said, "if I could just slip it to you from that angle, I'd flip 
out." 

"You've got a nerve," Susan said as she felt him suddenly reaching for her 
legs. 

"What are you doing, Bill?" she asked nervously. 

"Relax, Teacher," he told her. "Cause I'm going to get you." 

Suddenly she felt his hand cupping her crotch. Bill glanced down at Susan's 
crotch and he could just see a fringe of pubic hair. 

"Stop that!" Susan demanded. "Stop it right now." 

He wasn't stopping at all. He reached up with his other hand and pulled her 
panties down. Then he just fingered her cunt. 

"Oh Bill!" she exclaimed. "You are too much. We shouldn't be doing anything 
like this." 

"Why the hell not?" he demanded. "I've got to get a little action and it 
doesn't hurt one bit." 

He was becoming more and more stimulated every second. Susan could see this 
now, and it was getting her uptight. 

"Stop it," she demanded. "You can't do this." 

"Yes I can," he told her. "And I can do it real good." 

Susan was amazed how skillfully her student was fingering her cunt. Indeed 
she was enjoying it. 

"Beautiful!" he said. "There's nothing disgusting about it." 

Bill threw Susan's skirt back, revealing her fur-trimmed triangle. As the 
young student looked at her crotch his face reddened. His heart was pounding 
faster, and he felt his tongue stiffening. He could imagine what it would be 
like to stab it in there. 

"Bill," Susan said huskily, "if your mother or father came in they would 
kill us." 

"You don't have to worry about them none," he said. "I've already put the 
lock on the door. The double lock." 

The teacher glanced at the door. Sure enough, the double lock was secure on 
the door. 

"That's awful," she said. "You set me up for this." 

"Sure I have," he told her. "And there's nothing wrong with it." 

She was becoming more nervous every moment. 

"You're going to give me a good time too," he told her. "Come on, baby, let 
me have some action." 

Susan was so nervous her whole body was trembling. 

Young Bill wasted no time. He immediately began stripping. It was almost as 
if he knew that Susan wanted him as badly as he wanted her. When she first 
caught sight of his enormous penis, she couldn't help gasp. 

"Oh, Bill," she said, "you sure have a big one!" 

"It's real nice," he told her. "Now just relax." 

She couldn't relax for a moment. She looked at Bill as he peeled off his 
shorts and revealed his naked manhood to her. He was stroking it proudly. 
She glimpsed the knobby red head of it. 

"You know what I want you to do." He smiled at her. 

"I have a pretty good idea," she said, her voice quivering with emotion and 
desire. 

"I want you to suck it for me," he said. "Baby, you're going to love it. 
Just slip it into your mouth." 

Susan was bending over him. She looked at his penis, as if hypnotized. She 
pulled it to her mouth and let her tongue slip out and flick at the head. 

"Ohhh WOW!" he panted. "This is beautiful! Oh yes, I like that." 

The lustful pleasure was building in Susan's body. 

"Come on, honey," he told her. "Lick it quick." 

Susan felt the urgency to get it over with. The last thing on earth she 
wanted was for his mother to burst in on them. She was grateful that the 
door was locked. Nevertheless, she realized that Bill's mother would become 
suspicious if she tried the door and found it locked and they didn't emerge 
quickly. Suddenly, she went for his cock whole hog. She let her mouth slip 
over the knobby head and began licking vigorously. 

"Oh, yes," he groaned in delight as he reached out and held her. "Beautiful! 
Oh eat that cock." 

She was enjoying him and so was he enjoying what she was doing to him. 

"Faster!" he pumped his prick into her mouth. "That's what I like. Come on 
baby, do it." 

The sensational pleasure that they were enjoying at this point was 
remarkable indeed. 

"Come on, baby," he told her. "That's what I like. Do it!" 

Faster and faster he pumped his prick into her. Every moment, he was 
becoming more and more stimulated. "Beautiful baby," he told her. "That's 
what I like. Come on, baby, do it!" 

The sensational pleasure that they were enjoying at this point was building 
to a passionate pitch. Susan could taste Bill starting to juice, and then he 
began ramming his prick harder into her mouth. She felt it slipping down her 
throat. Her mouth was engulfed with Bill's cock, and it was difficult to 
breathe. Yet there was something wonderful about it. It was total 
communication. The size of his cock pleased Susan too. Her hands grasped his 
asscheeks and she enjoyed the feel of his flexing ass muscles as he pumped 
faster and faster. 

"Yes," he moaned. "That's what I want! Now you're doing it. All the way, 
baby." 

The rock-hard cock pumped between her lips in savage thrusts. Every moment 
was becoming more and more stimulating. 

"Eat it," he commanded, "Yesss, baby, eat that cock." 

It wasn't going to be much longer now and Bill felt the pressure growing in 
his balls. 

"Yes," he told her. "That's what I want, baby. Do it!" 

Suddenly the penis exploded in her mouth. She gulped his creamy thick sperm. 
Susan marveled at how much juice he had in his youthful balls. She played 
with the balls and went on tickling them as she sucked his prick dry. 

"Yesss," he panted. "That's what I want. Now you're doing it." 

When Bill slowly slid his cock out of her mouth he was panting excitedly. 
"Let's have some more action." 

Susan was eager to do anything he wanted to do now. She didn't care what 
happened. Bill was a wild young stallion and she was eager to help him 
fulfill his primitive sexual desire. His strong hands pulled off her 
clothes. And then he looked at her body. Susan was ignited for action and 
she couldn't wait to reveal that cock ramming hard into her. She wanted the 
full length of his rampant, pistoning cock sliding into her. 

It didn't take him very long. 

"Bend over, Teacher," Bill told her. "Let me put it in from behind. But I'll 
slip it into your pussy." 

Susan bent over. She could see Bill in the mirror. It was an exciting and 
stimulating sight to watch him slipping that huge, passionate penis into 
her. 

"Fuck it," he said as he slid it between her legs and got into her vagina 
from behind. 

"That's it," he told her. "Oh, yes, baby! Let's pick up steam, baby. Twist 
your ass for me." 

Susan was on fire now and Bill was becoming more and more excited. 

"That's what I want," he told her. "Come on, baby, let's do it." 

Susan wondered if he would orgasm immediately or if it would take him a 
minute or two. 

"Oh, baby," he panted, "you're great! Twist it, twist it!" 

He bent over her back so he could feel her breasts. Reaching down, he began 
sliding his hand down her stomach, as he kept his penis driving in her cunt. 
The rock-hard cock, was a pleasure to Susan. And it was a strange bizarre 
fascination that overpowered her as she watched him slipping it into her at 
that angle. 

"That's what I want. Come on, Teacher, fuck it!" 

Susan continued twisting her ass under Bill's urging. As he watched his 
prick sliding in his teacher's cunt, the boy became more and more 
stimulated. There was an inward sadistic satisfaction coursing through him 
as he screwed her bending over. Bill imagined he was slipping it into her 
asshole as he felt her tight vagina clasping his sliding penis. He was 
waiting for that fantastic moment as his balls bounced up and down on her 
behind. 

"Oh I can't stand this," Susan told him. "It's too much." 

Bill turned on some loud music. The blast of over-amplified rock music 
deafened Susan. He was thrusting into her with beast-like ferocity. It was 
as if he was an animal, giving her a passionate animal fuck. She loved the 
feel of it as he went on stabbing into her. 

"Come on," he told her. "Fuck it. Now you're doing it. Oh all the way. 
That's what I want. Come on, baby, fuck it. Faster. Now you're doing it." 

It wasn't going to be much longer. Both of Bill's hands were on her breasts. 
He was pinching the nipples as he became more and more stimulated. 

"I can't stand it," he panted. "Oh, baby, you're beautiful." 

His penis was driving in her hole with ram force. It wasn't going to be much 
longer now and she knew it. 

Bill enjoyed seeing the sight of his slickened penis slipping in and out 
between her legs. "Oh, you're beautiful!" he said as he pulled out, then 
shoved his prick back in. "Fuck," he panted, "Fuck. Now you're doing it. Oh, 
baby, what an ass." 

Suddenly the rock-hard cock exploded within Susan. 

"Oh I'm coming," he told her. "Ohhh, baby, I'm juicing." 

Susan felt convulsive knots in the pit of her stomach. 

"Oh, baby," she told him, "A little bit longer. I'll make it. I'll make it 
with you." 

Instantly Bill resumed pumping his cock in and out of her cunt. He wanted to 
rekindle the spark within his own crotch so he could orgasm again. Bending 
over Susan, the boy massaged her breasts roughly. 

"Ohhh, I'm coming," she said. "I'm coming! That's what I meant, baby. Keep 
shoving it in there. Don't ever stop fucking me." 

Bill was excited. A feeling of delight and pleasure surfaced as he realized 
what a fantastic fuck the teacher was. 

He continued pumping his meat into her until she had finished juicing. Then 
slowly, he withdrew. 

"Ohhh, wow!" he sighed. "That is too much." 

He heaved a sigh, and went over to the bed and spread out. He lay there as 
if he had been on a wonderful trip somewhere. 

"This was fantastic," he told her. "I mean fantastic." 

The happy excitement that he had given her with his fantastic sliding penis 
had turned her on for him as she had never been turned on by any young man. 
She went to Bill and straddled him. She brushed her breasts over his face. 
Then he began licking her nipples. He squeezed one breast, sending a bolt of 
pain and pleasure down the length of her spine as he licked the other. She 
uttered a low, slurred moan, and felt his hands reaching over her. She loved 
the feel of his strong hands touching her body. 

"Oh, I love this," she said. "You're wonderful, baby." 

When he would finish pinching one nipple, he would start licking it and 
teasing it with his tongue. 

"You're a lover, Bill," she said. "A real lover." 

Reaching back, she seized his penis. She played with it, as he smiled up at 
her. 

"Ohhh honey," she said. "What a hunk of flesh you've got here." 

Suddenly, the teacher moved her pussy down over his penis. Before he knew 
what was happening, she slid down hard. 

"Fuck it," she begged him. "Fuck it, lover, fuck it!" 

"Ohhh, Teach," he said happily as he reached for her buttocks and began 
massaging them, "You're a fantastic fuck. Sure, I'll fuck you again." 

New excitement was surging through Bill's loins as he gripped his teacher's 
buttocks. He was horny again. 

"Ohhh, honey," he moaned, "brush those big boobs of yours over my mouth so I 
can lick them." 

The teacher moved forward so she could swing her huge breasts over her 
student's mouth. He reached down to grip her asscheeks and held them in 
place. He was really ramming his prick into her cunt. "This is a fantastic 
way to make it," he told Susan. "Ohhh, yes. I like screwing you this way. 
Twist your hips, honey. That's it. Now you're doing it. All the way, baby. 
Fuck it. FUCK IT." 

He was really getting his action. Every second they fucked Bill was more and 
more stimulated. 

Their hot slapping flesh was sweaty. But the smell of their sweat only added 
to the delight. "You're a pistol, Bill," Susan told him. "Am I?" He winked. 

"You bet your ass you are," she said. "And I'm going to do everything to 
you, baby. I'm going to brush these big boobs of mine over your ass. How 
would you like that?" 

"Would you kiss my ass, too?" he asked. 

"I'll kiss it," she teased him. "But I won't eat it out." 

"I didn't ask you to," he said. "Just a good buttock massage." 

As he went on ramming his prick into Susan's vagina, she knew it wasn't 
going to be much longer until he juiced inside of her. 

"Ohhh I'm coming," he told her. "Yesss! I'm there, baby. I made it!" 

As his hot sperm spurted into her, Susan felt her own vagina lubricating. 
Bill enjoyed the added lubrication, and continued driving into her. 

"Beautiful," she told him. "That is a real good fuck." 

She eased off him and he turned over. 

"Relax, Billy," she said, "And I'll give you a good time." 

As he flipped over Susan began massaging his back. He loved the feeling of 
her fingers running up and down his spine. But what he even loved more was 
her breasts brushing up and down there. 

"Ohhh, yes," he told her, "that feels real good. Do it." 

As she went on doing this to him, he began asking her about trying something 
else. 

"How would you like to get together with my girlfriend and me?" he asked 
her. 

"What do you mean?" Susan said. "What kind of girl do you think I am?" 

With greed and lust in his face, he told Susan frankly that he thought it 
would be more fun if there were three of them. 

"What do you want?" she demanded. 

"Well, I would like to suck on your pussy while my girlfriend is sucking on 
my cock. That would be fun." 

He felt her forefinger probing the tight crevice of his buttocks, teasing it 
to find his tiny puckered anus. He was enjoying this as he had never felt 
anyone slip their finger up his ass before. 

"Ohhh, that sends shivers up and down my spine," he told her. 

Susan knew that he would enjoy it if she sucked on his balls. With wild 
abandon she pressed her face against his asscheeks. Then she began licking 
on his balls. At the same time, she was slipping her finger up his asshole. 
Bill was going wild, nearing a huge climax. 

"Ohhh, teach," he said as he thrust forward with all of his strength, "this 
feels great." 

In spite of himself, Billy found his hips pumping in rhythm to her sucking 
on his balls. He was rising up and down as the action set rockets exploding 
in his skull. With a wild hoarse cry he began fucking her mouth, feeling his 
balls slipping in and out of her lips. 

"Ohhh, yes," he panted. "I like that. Yessss. Oh that feels good." 

His ass was pumping up and down on her finger and it wasn't going to be much 
longer before his big cock was ready for some action. 

Suddenly Billy knew he couldn't hold his ejaculation back anymore. He 
flipped over and embraced the teacher with his legs. 

"Come on," he ordered her. "Get down there." 

Then Billy felt her sucking his cock. He loved the sight of her cheeks 
ballooning. His cock thrust forward and he knew it wasn't going to be much 
longer until the big explosion of cum. He was eager to watch her swallowing 
it. He enjoyed it immensely as she slipped her finger up his asshole. He was 
eager to give her his sweet orgasm. 

"Come on," he told her. "Keep sucking! It won't be much longer now." 

Susan went on mouthing his cock. As she felt him sliding it to the back of 
her throat she became intensely eager for that moment of climax. She was 
going to suck the last drop of cum from his cock. She wanted to clean it out 
so he would fall asleep when she left. Reaching down, he gripped her head. 

"I've never been sucked like this before," he told her. "Oh, Teacher, drain 
my dick. That's it." 

She went on sucking vigorously. Now, he forced her down. 

"OHHH, I'M COMING!" he told her. "I'm coming." 

She drank him (his cum) and continued sucking. 

"Eat it," he panted, "every drop." 

Susan finished him and to Billy she seemed like a squealing, fucking animal. 

"I don't believe it," he said. "I never had such a good time before, Teach." 

"I guess I'm a little oversexed." She laughed. 

"That is the understatement of the year." He smiled at Susan. 

She was spread out before him, on her back. And he could see her curling 
pubic hair. It excited him, to look at her. 

"You know, baby," he told her. "You are too much." 

"Am I?" She smiled at him. 

He nodded. "You fuck like a whore," he told her. 

His mouth was dry as he reached between her legs and spread her cunt. 

"Teacher, let me lick it." 

He dug into her cunt with his fingers and then let his tongue slip into her 
flesh. Susan moaned with delight as he drove deep into her. It was an 
exquisite feeling that she couldn't resist. Then she felt his hot hands 
massaging her breasts. 

"Oh, yes," he told her. "That's what I like. Oh, push it to me." 

It wasn't going to be much longer now and he knew it. Soon he felt 
surrounded by the feeling of warm, living juice. She was gushing in his 
face. Billy didn't turn away, or recoil. He kept thrusting with his tongue 
until he had finished her. Her quivering clitoris excited him. And he loved 
the feel of her nipples as the excitement ran through his body. 

When he pulled away from her, he noticed his fingernail had dug deeper into 
her breasts than he wanted to. They were starting to bleed. 

"Lick the blood off my breasts," she whispered. 

"Oh, I'm sorry," Bill smiled at her. 

"Don't be sorry, baby," she said, "I loved it. Every fucking minute of it." 

He licked Susan's breasts and she loved it. A white light seemed to explode 
in her mind. She had never been fucked like this. 

"Bill," she said, "We must do this again sometime." 

"Did you like it?" he asked her softly. 

"Immensely," she said. "You don't know how good you tasted to me." 

"I'm glad you did like it," he told her. "I needed a good fuck." 

"So did I," she told him. 

Fortunately, Susan was able to get dressed and get out of the house before 
his mother came home. Nevertheless, as she finally did arrive at her 
apartment, new guilt went through her. Now there were three student lovers, 
and that was too much: Marvin, Arthur and Bill! She was puzzled and 
perplexed, as to how to get out of the situation. Yet, she wanted more sex 
with them. And that was where the real problem lay. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

When she went back to school the following day, Susan was worried. And with 
good reason. She felt as if what was happening to her was , impossible for 
her to control. It was as if a strange sexual compulsion seized her. When 
she looked at a young, horny man she wanted to know him. To know him 
intimately. To feel his penis. To know the thrill of that rock-hard cock 
slipping into her vagina. This bothered Susan. For she realized how close 
she was to collapsing as far as her teaching career was concerned. Then, 
during the last class of the day, one of her students appealed to her so 
much she found herself losing control again. 

"Ron," she said, "could you stay after school?" 

"Oh sure, Teach," he told her. 

When she had him alone, she locked both doors. 

"You were doing a lot of whispering today," she told him. "That's very bad, 
you know." 

"I'm sorry, Teach," the boy said sheepishly. 

"Well, I just can't let you get by with things like that," she told him. 
"I'm afraid I'll have to discipline you." 

"What do you plan to do?" 

"I think I should use the paddle on you," she said. 

"Why?" he said. "I don't want you to do it." 

"It's only right. Young people today are not disciplined. That's why they're 
getting hopped on drugs and things." 

"You know you might have a point there, Teach," Ron agreed. "I have been 
tempted in the drug line." 

"Is that right?" The teacher seized on this. 

"Yes," he said. "I used to be the high school pusher. Then, a big kid by the 
name of Ken, and I won't tell you his last name, came to the school and told 
me I couldn't have my job anymore. And he shoved me out of it. And I lost a 
lot of money." 

"Oh that's terrible," she said. 

"What do you mean terrible?" he asked. "That good for nothing monster Ken 
pushed me out of my job, or the fact I was pushing dope." 

"The fact you were pushing!" she exclaimed emphatically. "You can thank Ken 
for doing you a big fat favor. What if you had gotten caught?" 

"You know it might feel good to get some punishment," he said. "I have done 
a lot of things I shouldn't." 

"That is perfectly obvious," Susan said. "Now Ron, if you would just bend 
over and unfasten your belt and pull your pants down a little, I will whack 
your bottom with the paddle." 

"All right," he agreed. 

She took the paddle, and started to whack his bottom. However there was one 
thing that bothered her. She couldn't see his skin. And something impelled 
her to pull his shorts down so she could glimpse his bare buttocks. 

"That ought to do it," Susan said as she brought the paddle down hard. 

"Oh, Teach," Ron complained, "you've got a mean hand." 

"Well, you must be disciplined," she said. "And this will help you." 

It not only was helping Ron, but it was helping Susan enormously. She was 
working out her various sexual desires as she brought the paddle up and down 
with fierce slaps. His bottom was reddening and she loved the sight of it. 
As he spread his legs a little farther, she glimpsed his huge balls dangling 
between his thighs. Then she caught sight of his penis. 

"Oh, I can't stand it," Ron groaned parting his legs still farther giving 
her a better view of his ass, his balls and, above all, his gigantic penis. 

When she stopped spanking Ron and he had turned around, Susan couldn't 
control herself. She dropped to her knees and pulled the young boy's proud 
penis to her lips. Its huge, knobby head attracted her so much that she let 
her mouth slip over it. 

"Oh, suck it, Teach," he begged. "Go ahead and suck me off." 

There was no stopping Susan. Her mouth moved back and forth as she sucked 
eagerly on Ron's cock. 

"Beautiful," he told her. "Ohh, yes! that's what I like. Come on, baby, do 
it!" 

Susan loved the sight of his balls and she enjoyed his curly pubic hairs. 
Even the aroma of Ron's loins appealed to her. 

"Oh, Teacher," he panted, "you're going to get a mouthful of me." 

The boy closed his eyes and imagined his cock being sucked in by a velvety 
whirlpool. It was a beautiful sensation. He loved having his eyes closed and 
just letting his fingers run through her hair. Bringing her head closer to 
his body Ron let his penis jab down her throat. His balls were tight against 
her lips. 

"All the way," Ron urged. "All the way, Teach. Now you're there. Oh yes, eat 
it! Get that juice." 

Ron was shouting so loud that Susan was momentarily fearful that someone 
would hear. But she couldn't let this fear stop her. She had to have Ron's 
sperm. It had become a compulsion. If it cost her her job, if it cost her 
everything that Susan had worked her lifetime for, it was worth it at this 
passionate moment of climax. 

The hot sperm flooded her mouth. As it dripped from her mouth, Susan gulped. 

"Ohhh," Ron groaned in delight. "Yesss, get it. Eat me. Suck me off!" 

Susan devoured every drop of the boy's cum, and then pulled off. She looked 
up at him lovingly. 

"Oh, I enjoyed that so much!" she told him. 

Ron pulled up his shorts and pants and zipped his fly. She wondered what he 
was going to say now. But he didn't say anything. He just turned around and 
walked out of the room. As she saw him unlock the door and walk away from 
her, Susan was worried. She wondered if he would tell someone. And this fear 
was troubling her. Just then, the gym teacher stepped in. 

"Hi, there, Teacher." He smiled at her. 

"Hi, Neil," she responded absently. 

Neil looked at her and sensed something was wrong. 

"What's bothering you?" he asked bluntly. "It's nothing," she lied. "Yes 
there is," he told her. "I don't know what it is, but something is troubling 
you." 

"It's just being in this school," she said. "It's a very difficult school to 
work in. I hate it here." 

"I don't blame you," Neil said. "It's not an easy place to teach. So many 
kids these days are on dope. But I guess they need it to listen to some of 
that music that they play." 

"It is dreadful, isn't it?" she observed. "I've read where you can loose 
your hearing listening to some of it." 

"It's madness, born of drugs," Neil said. "And we have to be subjected to a 
lot of it. The kids carry those damn little transistor radios around the 
place and drive us all up the wall." 

"Maybe I could get a transfer," Susan mused. 

"I don't want you to transfer away from me," Neil said. "I want to be able 
to continue our friendship, if you know what I mean." 

Neil made it definite about meeting her to go to a motel. 

"I really don't see why we must go to a motel," she told him. 

"Because, baby," he explained, "we can have a lot more fun that way. I like 
to watch those fuck films. I guess that's part of the voyeur in B." 

"Look," she said, "I might have somebody coming to see me. Maybe I can't 
make it Saturday night." 

"If you want to," he smiled, "you will make it." 

Neil Martin was getting Susan more uptight every moment. Yet, there was 
something lusty and appealing about him that made her want to go along with 
him. 

"All right Neil," she finally agreed. "I guess we could have a go at it." 

He smiled triumphantly, as this was what he wanted. 

"Yes, baby," he told her, "we're going to have a real good time." 

Susan was glad to be rid of him, and by the time Mrs. Calvert came to talk 
to her about her school work problems, she was relieved that Neil was gone. 

"Good afternoon, Miss Garner," Mrs. Calvert began. "And how's everything?" 

"Just fine," Susan said, covering up as best she could. 

"You seem a bit nervous," Mrs. Calvert observed. 

"I don't know whether I'm coming down with something or not," Susan said. 
"But I have been spending a lot of time in bed." 

"Mentioning coming down with something," Mrs. Calvert exploded, "Have you 
heard the latest?" 

"About what?" Susan asked. "The VD epidemic that is sweeping this campus," 
Mrs. Calvert said. "It's horrifying. It seems these foul little youngsters 
are having sex with each other and not keeping it clean, if you know what I 
mean." 

"How awful," Susan replied. "I hope there's something we can do about this." 

"There is my dear," Mrs. Calvert quickly said. "What we have to do is keep 
track of everybody. Don't let anything go unobserved. It's terrible that 
youngsters not only think they have the right to play around sexually, but 
become diseased carriers." 

"Pretty soon we'll have to be giving a course in VD and how to avoid it," 
Susan suggested. 

"That's a great idea," Mrs. Calvert agreed. "I will take it up at the next 
faculty meeting." 

"It's a good idea," the teacher said. "I wanted to tell you something else," 
Mrs. Calvert continued. "We are now instituting a weapons' check program. It 
seems quite a few young people are getting injured. Especially in the rest 
rooms." 

"That's awful!" Susan exclaimed. "It is, dear," Mrs. Calvert said. "And it's 
happening mostly in the boy's John. It seems that when they're preoccupied 
urinating that somebody likes to come up and slip a knife into them from 
behind." 

"Why, that's terrible," Susan said. "It isn't even safe to go to the 
bathroom around here." 

"I'm afraid that's true," the vice-principal said. "And I'm going to do 
everything in my power to put an end to this madness. There is no reason in 
this world why a person can't relieve himself without fear of getting 
killed." 

"You know," Susan told Mrs. Calvert bluntly, "this is really quite a 
dangerous school. For example, a person has to fear getting VD. As if that 
isn't enough, there is the fear of getting knifed when they go to the 
toilet." 

"We live in a dangerous world," Mrs. Calvert observed. "None of us can be 
too careful. That's the truth." 

As she left the room, Mrs. Calvert glanced back at Susan's bulletin boards. 

"I don't see any displays on your bulletin boards, Miss Garner," she 
observed. 

"I'm afraid I've been rather neglectful," Susan admitted. 

"I'll have to make a note of this," Mrs. Calvert said. "And I hope the next 
time that I come through here I see some good displays on the bulletin 
board." 

"Yes," Susan said, disgust tingeing her voice. 

When she was alone, Susan slumped into a chair. She looked at the classroom 
and thought about all of the young people that she had to teach. 

It really was getting to her. She felt like resigning. At that particular 
moment, a youngster walked in and asked her if she could tell him how to get 
better grades. Susan looked at the boy and, for a moment, she felt like 
having something to do with him. But she controlled herself and gave him a 
simple suggestion or two and let him go. As he walked away from her, Susan 
gave herself a mental pat on the back. It was a victory. Admittedly, it was 
a small victory. But at this point, any victory seemed like a big one. 

She went out to the parking lot, and got in her car. She decided she would 
drive to a bar and get something to drink. If she could only stay away from 
it for a little while, she thought, she would be better off. When she went 
into the bar, she noticed a dark-skinned handsome young man who was sitting 
by himself. She thought that he seemed a little lonely and Susan decided 
that she might talk to him. At least, she calculated, she couldn't get into 
any trouble if she was just talking. 

She went into the ladies' room a moment, and emerged a moment or two later. 
As she walked toward him the man turned to look at her. 

"Hi there," he smiled. 

"Good afternoon," she said smoothly. 

"My name is Manuel," he told her. "What's your name, honey?" 

"Susan," she replied. 

"Could I get you a drink?" 

"Well, how nice of you," she said. "Yes I would like something to drink. How 
about a Tom Collins." 

Manuel turned to the bartender. 

"Another one for me and a Tom Collins for the young lady." He smiled 
happily. 

The bartender was delighted because he figured while Manuel was putting the 
make on Susan he would be selling a lot of drinks in the meantime. 

As they began drinking, the man told her that he was from Mexico. 

"I thought I'd try my luck in the States," he told her. "So I decided to 
come up here. Quite a job to get into your country." 

"I guess this country does offer a lot of opportunities," she admitted. 

"Yes it does," he said, "Not perfect, but no place is." 

"I think the people in Mexico are very friendly." Susan recalled the time 
she had been to Mexico City. 

"That's true," he said. "We believe in friendship. All of this stuff about a 
man and woman not being able to communicate because they're afraid of sex is 
absurd. I think that a man and woman ought to be able to talk without any 
thought of sex." 

"Oh, I do too," Susan said. "Absolutely!" 

After a couple of more drinks, Susan felt Manuel's leg pressing against 
hers. She had originally thought that she would pull away if he gave any 
indication that he was on the make. However, as she felt the comforting feel 
of his leg against hers, she decided that she would enjoy this. Then she 
felt his hand on her thigh. 

"You're a bad boy, Manuel," she told him. 

"Let's not say bad, Susie." He smiled. "Let's just say horny. That's more 
accurate." 

"Anyway you look at it," she told him, "I can't let you keep your hand 
there." 

"Are you afraid of me?" 

"In a way," she admitted. 

"You don't have to be afraid of me," he assured her. "I want to give you a 
good time." 

"I'm sure you do," Susan said. "But it just wouldn't be right." 

"Why would it be wrong?" Manuel asked, a smile forming on his face as he 
bent over closer to her. 

The next thing she knew, he was whispering. 

"I want to fuck you," he whispered. 

"You're not being very subtle about it," she said flatly. 

"I do not know the meaning of the word," Manuel told her. 

"No, you don't!" She laughed. 

Something possessed Susan to see him stark naked. She imagined what he would 
look like on a bed. 

"You know, I wouldn't mind seeing you naked, and letting you do things to 
me. And as long as you promise to do what I tell you, I'll go along with 
you." 

"Good," Manuel told her. "We'll have a lot of fun." 

The whole idea appealed to Susan. She could hardly wait for the action to 
begin. They left the bar a few moments later and went to a nearby motel. The 
motel was called The Travelers. It showed color movies along with kingsized 
beds. 

"We don't need those movies," Manuel said. 

"We're going to be too busy looking at each other." 

Through a drunken hazy fog, Susan replied, "That's right, baby." 

She became more and more stimulated every moment. 

"You know, baby," Manuel smiled at her, "I really get turned on with you." 

When they were in the motel room alone, Manuel begged her to let him undress 
her. 

"But why do you want to undress me?" she asked him. 

"I just like to undress women," he smiled strangely. 

"Well, all right," she said. 

His hands were on her blouse and he was unbuttoning it. 

"Ohhh, baby!" He smiled as he first caught a glimpse of her huge breasts 
which were almost bursting out of her bra. 

"You like these juicy knockers?" She smiled at him. 

"You bet I do," he told her. "I can hardly wait to lick them." 

"Then I command you to lick them." 

His hot tongue was lashing at her nipples. They instantly became erect. 

"Oh, Manuel," Susan panted passionately. 

"That feels fantastic." 

Manuel went on licking and nibbling the ends of her tits. She was so excited 
she was trembling. 

"Oh, baby!" she groaned in delight. "I can't stand that. That's too much!" 

Reaching down, Manuel unfastened her skirt. It slid to the floor. Then he 
glimpsed her moist panties. 

"You're hot, too, honey," he told her. "Real hot, aren't you?" 

"I'm hot," she admitted. 

He teased the elastic waistband of her panties loose and let his hand reach 
down to her cunt. Through the sheer material, he caught a glimpse of the 
wisp of hair that framed her mound. 

"Come on, baby," he urged, "I want to see something." 

He pulled her panties down and his hot hands held her asscheeks. 

"I want to love this," he told Susan eagerly. 

He slid his hands down between the crevice of her buttocks. Then he let his 
finger touch Susan's tight, puckered anus. 

"You're awful!" she laughed. "You're really awful." 

Manuel paid no attention to what she was saying, as he was getting more. and 
more stimulated. 

"Come on, baby," he told Susan. "Let's have some fun." 

It was going to be much longer now and he knew it. Manuel dropped to his 
knees and looked at her vagina. 

"I command you to eat my pussy!" Susan giggled. 

Manuel's hot, slippery tongue slid along her slit. Then he pulled back. He 
pried Susan's pussy lips apart to look closely at the quivering, pink flesh. 

"Oh, baby," he told her, "that's beautiful. That's the way I like it. Come 
on, honey." 

Her moist vagina appealed to Manuel. The hot tongue stabbed inside Susan's 
pussy. 

"Beautiful, baby," he told her. "That's the way I like it. Come on, honey, 
do it." 

His hot, pumping tongue thrust vigorously into Susan's vagina. 

"Oh, sweetheart," Manuel told her. "This is beautiful. That's what I like. 
Come on, honey, do it!" 

As the young man's tongue drove into her vagina in savage thrusts he became 
more and more stimulated. 

Susan knew it wouldn't be much longer before she orgasmed and she could 
hardly wait for his hot tongue to whip her to climax. Suddenly she felt his 
teeth nibbling on her clit, then she suddenly gushed. 

"Ohhh," she gasped excitedly. "I'm coming. I made it." 

Indeed, Susan had come. Now her fingernails ground in his head as she held 
him in place until he had finished eating her. 

Pulling his tongue out of Susan's cunt, Manuel looked up at her like a 
little boy. 

"Manuel, that was wonderful," she smiled. 

As Susan glanced down at Manuel's enormous penis, she was eager for more 
action. 

"I'll take care of that, honey," she told him. "Right away." 

She got between his legs and pulled his penis to her mouth. She began 
licking at the head of his cock, and he decided he might do it on the floor. 
Her hands grasped his thighs as she licked the length of his cock. 

"Ohhh, baby," Manuel panted, "don't make it shoot too quick. I want to enjoy 
this." 

Susan continued mouthing his cock as Manuel became more and more intensely 
excited. 

"Ohhh, yes," he cried excitedly. "That's what I like, baby. Now you're doing 
it. Ohhhh, sweetheart, I love that." 

The hot pumping action was building. It wasn't going to be much longer until 
he was there. 

"Yesss, baby," he groaned in delight. "I like that. Oh, honey, do me." 

She gripped Manuel's penis in her hand and let her tongue whip around the 
velvety crown of it. 

"Eat it," he begged her. "Come on baby, eat that cock. That's what I want, 
baby. Eat my juicy cock." 

The momentum that Manuel was building got to Susan. She wanted to be filled 
with his juice. Opening her mouth all the way, she let her head lie back. 
Manuel gripped her head with one hand and guided his cock with the other. 

"Oh, baby, let me get it down your throat," he said. "It's a big slippery 
snake." 

He was ramming his prick in and out of her mouth and she was enjoying the 
sight of his balls dangling on her chin. 

"Come on, baby," he told Susan, "open wider." 

She didn't see how she could take any more of his penis, yet Manuel's 
persistence paid off. 

"Ohhh, baby," she heard him panting as he got closer to that moment of 
climax. 

She continued giving him everything he wanted. She didn't resist as he 
stabbed his hard-on savagely down her throat. 

"Ohhh, WOW!" he groaned in delight. "I'm coming, baby. I'm shooting now." 

The hot sperm shot out of the head of his cock. 

"Come on, baby," he begged. "Get set for a big load." 

Susan knew that Manuel was going to be juicing soon. Reaching up, she tugged 
on his testicles. Manuel loved the feeling of excitement that surged through 
his body as she pulled on his big balls. 

"Eat my meat," he cried emphatically. "Yess, baby, eat it! That's the way to 
do it." 

Suddenly the hot sperm exploded. She got a mouthful. 

"Ohhh, WOW!" he gasped excitedly. "We made it, baby. We made it." 

The super excitement that had brought Manuel to a climax was being 
consummated with some good cocksucking action. Susan hung on the head of his 
penis, joyfully getting the juice out of it. 

"Ohhhhh, yes, baby," he enthused. "That's what I like. Get all the juice, 
baby." 

She finished devouring his cream and then she lay back. He got up off the 
floor, and laughed. 

"We're like a couple of fucking animals," he said. "I'm sure glad I found 
you at that bar, honey." 

She got to her feet and tapped his ass. 

"You know that's the best fuck I've had in a long time," he told her. "I 
really enjoyed myself. 

"Well, I enjoyed it too!" She smiled at him. 

He pulled out a small silver flask and put it to his lips. 

"What's that?" she asked him. 

"Just something good to drink," he confided. 

"You should share it," she suggested. 

"All right baby," he told her. 

He handed the silver flask to Susan and she placed it to her lips. As the 
bitter taste of raw bourbon went down her throat, she began thinking about 
where she was going with her life. It seemed that she was getting in one sex 
episode and then fleeing to another to get away. It was almost as if the 
compulsion for sex was driving her instead of her directing her own life. 

"You know what I'd like to do to you?" He smiled at her. 

"Why I have no idea," she told him. 

"I'd like to fuck your asshole," he informed her flatly. 

"Oh, no," Susan told him. "I don't want anybody to slam their cock up there. 
It would hurt like the devil." 

"That's what you need," Manuel said, "a man to put you in your place. 
Sweetheart, why don't you let me fuck your asshole?" 

"Don't be silly, Manuel," she told him. "I can't let you do that." 

"Sure you can if you will." As Manuel went on begging, Susan realized that 
she had little or no alternative. 

She got on the bed on all fours. She leaned down so her ass was up in the 
air. He accepted the invitation and grasping her asscheeks, parted them. 
Then slowly he eased his cock into her. 

"Use something, Manuel," Susan suggested. 

Manuel spit in his hand. He used some of the moisture from his spit to 
prepare his penis for action. 

"That's it," he told her. "Now let's get going." 

He thrust forward and Susan loved the feel of his big cock sliding in her 
rear entrance. 

"Fuck it," Manuel begged her. "Come on, baby, fuck back. Now you're doing 
it. All the way, honey. That's what I want. Come on sweetheart. Twist your 
ass around." 

The first savage driving thrust hurt like the devil. Once she had become 
accustomed to it, though, it didn't hurt so bad. 

"Oh, I like that," Susan told him. "It feels good, honey." 

Manuel was delighted that she was enjoying herself. 

Reaching around, he began massaging her breasts. Then, he went to work 
fingering her vagina. 

"That's what I like, baby," he told her. "Put a little action into it. Move, 
baby, move!" 

Susan twisted her hips around and they built a rhythmic pace together. 

"Fuck it," Manuel panted. "Come on, baby, fuck it. That's what I want. Now 
you're doing it Beautiful." 

The super excitement that he was enjoying at his point was increasing with 
each movement. 

"Come on, honey," he gasped excitedly. "Let's have a good screw." 

He was pounding it into her with a savage vengeance. 

"Beautiful," he told her. "That's what I want. Come on, sweetheart, give it 
to me." 

He pulled his hands from the front of her and then gripped her asscheeks. He 
held on tightly while he slid his cock in and out of her asshole. In smooth, 
rhythmic cockstabs he continued. 

"Fuck!" he gasped. "Come on, baby, fuck it. Now you're doing it. All the 
way. That's what I like. Fuck it." 

Faster and faster he drove into her rear. Every moment produced more 
pleasure in his body. 

"That's what I want," he panted. "I want you to put some action into it." 

Susan realized that Manuel wanted her to twist her tail at a faster clip. As 
she ground her hips around he was more and more delighted. 

"Beautiful, baby," he told her. "Now you're doing it. That's what I like. 
Come on, honey, fuck it." 

Faster and faster he went, every moment enjoying it more. 

"Sweetheart," he smiled at her, "that's the way I like it. Now you're doing 
it. Twist your ass." 

She gave him a good screwing. Manuel was so stimulated he was trembling. 
"Faster," he urged. "Oh, baby, I'm almost there." 

Suddenly she felt him juicing. 

"Oh, baby, I'm shooting," he panted excitedly. "I made it." 

He didn't pull his penis out of her asshole until he had finished giving 
Susan a good balling. Then he slowly withdrew his cock. He flipped over on 
his back and lay there. 

"What do you do for a living?" Manuel smiled. 

"Teach school," she told him. 

"I can't believe it," he said. "I just can't believe it." 

"Why can't you believe it?" 

"Well I never met a school teacher like you," he said. "I only wish I had." 

"Well," she said, "everything changes. I guess school teachers change too." 

She laughed as she looked at him. It was obvious to Susan that he was 
getting a big charge out of her." 

"You know you make me laugh." 

"Do I?" He smiled at her uncertainly. 

"You certainly do," Susan replied. 

She was glancing down at his limp, sticky cock. 

"Why don't you put your mouth over it and do some more sucking?" he asked. 

"Wash it off," she told him. 

"All right, if you insist," Manuel replied. 

He went to the bathroom and holding his cock in his hand used some water to 
splash on it. 

"Use a little soap, too, honey." 

He washed it with soap and water, and dried it off with a towel. By the time 
he had finished fumbling with it, his cock was erect again. 

"Now I want you to get on the floor," Manuel said, "and grab my ass and let 
me thrust it into your face." 

"If that's what you want," the teacher replied. "All right, baby." 

She got on the floor and Manuel came over to her. He parted his legs 
dramatically and gripped her head. With one hand on her head and the other 
holding his cock he guided himself to her mouth. 

"Don't slip it in right away," he ordered her. "Just lick it. I like to see 
your pink tongue lashing the cock head." 

Glancing down, Manuel observed her pink tongue lashing and licking. 

"Real nice," he told her. "That's beautiful, baby. Now you're doing it. 
Yesss, baby, that's nice." 

"Keep it up," Manuel told her, "That's what I like. Yesss, baby, now you're 
doing it" 

It wasn't going to be much longer and Manuel knew it. He wanted to get all 
of the pleasure out of her he could. 

"Play with my asscheeks," he told her. "That's it. Oh, squeeze my ass." 

Her hot hands gripped his buttocks. She squeezed him as her mouth fastened 
on the head of his penis. She was building up a good suction as he slowly 
stabbed it to her. 

"That's the way I want it," he told her excitedly. "Now you're doing it. 
That's beautiful. Keep that going. Come on, honey, do it." 

He rammed it in and out of her grasping mouth and he became more and more 
excited. 

"Oh, baby," he gasped, "That's what I want. Yesss, do it baby." 

The rock-hard cock stabbed savagely in her mouth. 

"Beautiful," he told her. "Oh, baby, I love that." 

It wasn't going to be much longer. He was enjoying it more every moment. 

"Suck the cream out of it, sweetie," he told her. "Yesss, suck my cream." 

He was starting to juice and Susan could hardly wait for that moment. 

"Yes, sweetheart," he smiled as he slowly went on sliding it to her. "Now! 
Now nibble it." 

She let her teeth bear down on his penis. He winced in a flash of pain. But 
this was followed by vast pleasure as he juiced in her face. 

"Oh, I made it," he groaned in delight, "I made it, baby. I got it off." 

She was delighted that he was this excited. 

"Oh, honey!" He smiled. "You sure know how to make me happy when you blow my 
cock." 

Sliding her mouth off Manuel's penis, Susan got to her feet. She walked 
across the room and lay down. 

"Sweetheart," she smiled at him, "let me tell you something. I really adore 
you. You know that, don't you?" 

"Well, sure, honey," he said. "And so does my wife." 

"You're married?" she asked him. 

"Yes, he said. "I never told you I wasn't married." 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

After Manuel left her at the motel, Susan got a good night of sleep. When 
she awoke the next morning, she received the ultimate insult. He had left 
her twenty dollars. It made her so angry that she tore up the twenty dollar 
bill and flushed it down the toilet. 

"What did he think I was?" she screamed aloud. "God, and only worth twenty 
bucks." 

It was the meager twenty bucks that got to her as much as being considered a 
tramp. 

She decided, that she was not going to let anything get her down. The world 
is a fucked up mess itself, she thought, so it's not surprising I'm a little 
screwed up myself. 

She decided, that she would do a little shopping. She had her weekend 
washing to do as well. Then she picked up a few things at the cleaners. But 
all day long, she was making up her mind that she was going to call Neil 
Martin and tell him that his little orgy that he had planned for Saturday 
night at a fuck motel with dirty movies showing was out of the question. She 
tried to get him, and didn't until about six o'clock. 

"Neil," she began, "This is Susan." 

"I recognized your voice, honey," he told her, "And am I ever horny. I can 
hardly wait till we get together tonight." 

"Well you're going to have to have a long wait, dear," she said, "As a 
matter-of-fact, you're going to have to wait till hell freezes over. Because 
I've changed my mind." 

"Now, sweetheart," he told her, "You promised me." 

"Well I'm canceling," she said. "I made a big mistake. And I'm sorry." 

"So am I," he said unhappily. "I want to get together and ball you." 

"I'm afraid that's impossible," she insisted. 

"Don't be difficult, baby," Neil said. "Now just relax." 

It was becoming obvious to Susan that she really was facing a problem. 

"Honey," he smiled, "I've got a big surprise for you." 

"What?" she asked him. 

"I thought I would put a French tickler on the end of my prick." 

"Well you just keep the French tickler for yourself," she said. "Go and 
tickle your asshole as far as I'm concerned." 

She hung up. She was proud of herself and poured a drink. Neil didn't call 
back and Susan calculated this was a triumph. She was glad that she could 
succeed. For she figured that she had taken the bull by the horns and 
succeeded. 

She continued drinking, until she was in a drunken stupor. About eight 
o'clock, someone knocked at the door. She didn't hear it at first. 

But the knocker created quite a commotion. 

"Who is it?" she called out drunkenly. 

"It's Neil," he told her. 

"Oh, Neil, go away," she said. "Buzz off, baby." 

Neil wasn't going to take no for an answer. She had promised him a good time 
and he determined he would make her keep that promise come hell or high 
water. 

"Can't you leave me alone?" she demanded. 

"No, baby," he told her frankly. "I want to have a good time with you." 

It was obvious to Susan that unless she answered the door, Neil was not 
going to move. Finally, she half staggered to the door. 

"Well, what are you here for?" she demanded. "Didn't I make myself clear?" 

"Yeah, baby," he told her. "You needed me bad. I guess you're drunk or 
something." 

"Well you've driven me to drink," she said. "You force yourself on me when I 
don't want to get involved with you." 

"Sweetheart," he laughed, "you want it as bad as I do. You know you do." 
Neil was becoming more persistent. 

"Why don't you take a nice warm bath and a cold shower and we'll go out and 
have dinner?" 

"You really mean it?" Susan smiled. 

"Yes," he told her. "I really mean it." 

The idea of being treated like a lady appealed to Susan. Neil hadn't 
mentioned sex, and she figured perhaps her little sermon hadn't gone sour 
after all. 

She hastily dressed and then they went out on the town together. He made it 
a point to take her to a nice restaurant. They had cocktails first, but only 
one. This was followed by a gourmet meal. 

"Oh, this is wonderful," she sighed. "Just you and me, baby. We ought to 
team up." 

"I told you we could shack up together," he smiled. 

"I don't care for that type of proposal," she said. "I've decided I'm going 
to be a lady. If it kills me." 

"I think it would kill you, Susan, to be a lady," he said. "I really do." 

"You're awful," she told him. "You really are." 

"No I'm not," he insisted. "I'm just being honest. You don't have many 
people being honest with you, honey. So, don't get uptight when I am." 

"I'm not uptight." She laughed. "But I just think you're being ridiculous." 

Now it was obvious to her what the score was. 

"Honey," she smiled at him, "let me tell you something. If you want to feel 
clean and respectable, there's a right and a wrong way. If we were married, 
I could go places as your wife. We could have a great time in bed together. 
And, together our earning power would be doubled." 

"But then it wouldn't be any fun," he complained. 

"What do you mean, dear?" she asked him. 

"The fun we get," he said, "is because we know we're doing something we 
shouldn't." 

"You're a very perverse person," she told Neil flatly. 

Finally, she relented. 

"Well, if it will give you such a big charge," she agreed, "I'll go to that 
damn motel with you." 

She put her coat on and the two of them went to the motel. Neil made it a 
point to stop at a corner liquor store and get some booze. 

"A little liquor never hurts anything," he said. 

"As long as it's a little," Susan said, "I guess not." 

After a drink, she felt more relaxed. Then, Neil asked her to slowly strip. 

"There's one thing that always gives me a charge," he explained. "I like to 
have a woman take everything off but her panties and bra. Then I like to rip 
her bra off, and rip the crotch out of her panties." 

"Oh, that's absurd!" she said as she stood before him with her breasts ready 
to bulge out of their bra and her pantie crotch moistening. 

Moving forward, Neil pulled out the panties' crotch. Then he ripped off her 
bra. Susan felt strange as she stood before him with the crotch out of her 
panties and her big bosoms naked. Quickly Neil walked over to her. He began 
undressing himself. It was amazing how quickly he could take off all of his 
clothes when he wanted to. And then, at last, he was bare-ass naked. 

"Now, sweetheart," he said at her, "let's have some fun." 

He wasn't kidding. He was horny to go. 

"Beautiful," he said as he began sucking on her nipples. He moved from one 
bosom to another. Then, to complete the excitement, he reached down and felt 
of her panties. 

"I'll tear the rest of them off now, honey," he said frantically. 

Ripping off her panties, Neil dropped to his knees. He licked her vagina and 
then got to his feet. He peeled his penis back and forth, and prepared to 
lunge into her. 

"Let's do it standing up, sweetheart," he said. 

He thrust forward now, and drove wildly into her cunt. With savage lunges, 
he continued driving into her. 

Fuck it," he begged her. "Fuck, baby, fuck! Now you're doing it. That's the 
way I like, baby. Come on, fuck." 

Faster and faster he rammed it into her. The savage thrusts coming closer 
together. 

"Oh, I love that," she gasped. "Yes, baby, I like that." 

The intense delight that he was feeling was now increasing. Susan ground her 
hips around and Neil reached back to grasp her asscheeks. He patted her ass 
playfully as he continued pounding into her. 

"That's the way I like it, baby," he told her. "Fuck! Come on, sweetheart, 
fuck it!" 

The wild fucking continued. It wasn't going to be much longer now and he 
knew it. 

"Oh, I love that," he told her. "That's beautiful, baby. Now you're doing 
it. Come on sweetheart, fuck it." 

Instinctively her arms went around Neil. 

She let her hands massage up and down his spine. 

"Oh, that's beautiful," he told her. "That feels fantastic, baby. Oh, I like 
that." 

Faster and faster his hands played with her. Every moment he was becoming 
more and more excited. 

"Come on, sweetheart," he told her. "That's the way I like. Ohhh, baby, do 
it." 

The pleasure that Neil was experiencing now was greater than he had ever had 
before. For she threw her legs up around him. He clasped her asscheeks as he 
humped her. 

"That's the way I want you to do it, sweetheart," he complimented her. "Now 
you're putting everything into it. Keep on loving me, baby. Come on, honey. 
That's it. Fuck it. Faster, baby. Fuck it!" 

He was ramming it in her hole, enjoying it more every second. Their bodies 
were sweating as he neared climax. 

"Oh, sweetheart," he said as he rubbed his hands over her asscheeks, "this 
feels fantastic." 

The super pleasure that he felt as he came close to climax was matched only 
by her eyes. For Susan's eyes were aglow with the excitement of lust. 

"Give it to me," she panted. "I want it. 

Every inch of it. That's it, baby, fuck me. Fuck me fast." 

Furiously, the rock-hard cock stabbed in her vagina. The pleasure built 
until she felt him beginning to juice. 

"You're shooting," she panted eagerly. "Give me your juicy load!" 

He got his rocks off and smiled at her. 

"Can you make it, too, sweetheart?" he asked eagerly. 

"You bet your ass I can," she told him. 

He went on stabbing into her and then he felt the lubrication of his own 
cock juice combining with her pussy juice as she gushed. 

His lips met hers in a soul embrace. They stayed like this for a moment or 
two. Then his hands released her ass and she let her feet fall to the floor. 
She slid off his penis and walked over to the bed and lay down. 

"That was real great," he said. "Now we can look at those fuck films on TV." 

"You really like to watch, don't you?" she teased him as he turned on the 
color pictures. Soon, there was a fat man sitting in a chair. A gorgeous 
young blonde model was throwing her legs over him as she straddled his cock. 

"I get a big charge out of watching these pictures," he told her. 

"So do I, darling," she informed. 

As they watched the film on reel, they both felt their bodies heating up 
again. 

"Isn't it a funny thing," she said. "I'm getting hot again." 

"It's not funny," he said. "What do you think they've got those fuck films 
on the TV for. They're supposed to get you hot again." 

"That's nice." She smiled. 

There was no doubt about it, they were both getting hot for more action. 

Soon she was reaching over and playing with his limp penis. 

"You think you can get some more life in it?" He smiled at her. 

"Sure I can, baby," she told him. "Don't you worry about that." 

In a few minutes, he was getting more and more excited. 

"You know, honey," he said. "I would like it if you would do the work." 

"How do you mean?" Susan asked Neil. 

"Well, I'll tell you what I mean," he explained. "I would like it if you 
would slide your beautiful pussy down over my cock." 

She straddled him and gripped his penis. She let herself slide down over his 
slippery penis. 

"Feels good," she told him, "Real good." 

He was pumping into her and Susan was enjoying it more every moment. 

"Yes, baby," he told her caressingly, "that's what I like. Keep pumping." 

As she pumped up and down, he alternately played with her buttocks or toyed 
with her bosoms. When he was pinching her nipples, it electrified Susan 
sexually. The thrills raced up and down her tingling spine. Soon, she was 
giving him wild sex action. 

"Beautiful," he told her. "That's what I like, baby. Do it for me." 

Now he was so stimulated and excited he was trembling. 

"Fuck it, baby," he told her. "FUCK!" 

Every moment was more appealing, more exciting. 

There was no doubt about it, Neil was enjoying himself immensely. The wild 
sex action was building to a scorching climax again. 

"Oh, sweetheart," he told her, "I can feel it in my toes." 

He was becoming excited now as Susan did her thing. 

Suddenly she juiced. 

"You made it before I did," he laughed. "Oh, baby, you made it." 

He got his gun off a moment later. But it amazed him how Susan had made it 
first. 

She slid off Neil's cock, a triumphant glow playing about her lips. 

"You think you're a pretty hot piece of ass don't you?" he teased her. 

"Well, isn't that right?" She shrugged. 

"Yes," he said. "But don't get the big head, Susan.'? 

"Don't worry," she said, "you'll always bring me down to earth." 

At this point, it was evident to Susan what a difficult person he could be. 

She decided she had had enough. 

"Well, you've had your good time, Neil," she said. "I'm tired. I want to go 
back home. I need to get some rest." 

He didn't argue with her as he had gotten his satisfaction. He took her home 
and left her off. When she got into her apartment, she was shocked. 

"You're back, eh?" a voice said from the bedroom. 

"Who is it?" she called out. "It's me," young Arthur announced. "What are 
you doing here?" she demanded. "I came over to fuck you, Teach," he said. He 
was standing there stark naked waiting for her. She walked into the bedroom 
and tried to resist him. 

"If you just want to give me a blowjob it's all right," he said. "But I've 
got to get my rocks off." 

She saw no alternative and decided she would give him what he wanted. 

She began giving him a good mouth job, but it didn't last for long. He 
gripped her head and it developed into a savage throat fuck. 

"Take that," he gasped, "And that, Teach." 

He was ramming his cock into her in wild savage fury. It was driving Susan 
out of her mind to have him treat her so rough. It made her furious as she 
thought about Arthur sneaking into her apartment. How he got in she couldn't 
figure out. 

"Suck it off," he told her, "Get the juice, Teach." 

Just as she was gulping the juice, the bedroom door burst open. 

"Well well," Mrs. Calvert said, "I guess you're not as good a teacher as I 
thought you were." 

Pulling away from the young boy's cock, Susan insisted, "He forced his way 
in here." 

"Now don't try to tell me he forced you to do that vile act," Mrs. Calvert 
said angrily. 

There was no way out. Quickly, the young boy got out of there. But the 
girls' vice principal made her notes of the entire incident. 

"You've been under suspicion for some time," she told her, "And I guess the 
reports we've heard are true." 

"You're a bitch," the teacher snapped. 

"And you're a child molester," Mrs. Calvert said. "You can tell it to the 
court." 

"What?" Susan stammered. "What are you talking about?" 

"You'll have your day in court, dear," Mrs. Calvert said. "Tell it to the 
judge. And in the future, I hope you remember to exercise a little 
self-control sexually. Students, have enough problems without horny 
teachers." 

Mrs. Calvert turned and walked out. 

Susan realized, it was all over now. But she wondered what she would face at 
court. 


THE END
