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Subject: {ASSM} New Story - Treacherous Tutor
Date: Sat, 21 Jul 2001 20:10:03 -0400
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This is a work of fiction and is not meant to portray any person
living or dead, nor any known situation. This story contains
themes of deception and seduction with vaginal and oral sex
between a male schoolteacher and his teenage student. It is meant
for adults only and is not to be read by persons under the age of
18, or the legal age in the county/state/province/country in
which the reader resides.

M/f, 1st,

The Treacherous Tutor

By John Beard

Since bedding his nieces and, especially since deflowering
twelve-year-old Lucy, Bob was viewing his Grade Seven and Eight
pupils with different eyes.  No longer were they just children. 
Now they were, to varying degrees, the subjects of lewd
fantasies.  If his barely pubescent niece, Lucy, could take
pleasure from the adult sex act, then surely many of the nubile
youngsters in his class would also enjoy it.  And give it.

It was like setting the fox to watch the chicken coop.  "It's a
lot to ask, Bob, -  the middle-aged female Principal said when he
came to her office. "It's just that you seem to have a special
way with kids.  It's only six of them and they're not bad, just
slow learners."

Bob knew the two boys.  They weren't slow learners, just lazy and
disinterested.  Threatening better marks or no sports would
likely do the trick with them.  The girls, however, were a
different matter. 

Fifteen-year-old Janice had just been moved back to grade eight
from grade nine.  There must be a problem there, Bob mused as he
surveyed his newly structured class, since she was old even for
grade nine. Kind of pretty, though, in a buxom sort of way.  I
wonder if she's a virgin?

The youngest of his new charges was Ingrid.  Grade six.  Eleven
years old?  Maybe twelve?  Cute and beginning to round out,
showing promise of future womanhood.  Bigger than Lucy.  Bob
checked the record.  Yes, she was eleven.  Too young, even for an
unprincipled lecher like he. 

And the other two.  Dark, precociously busty Belinda was twelve,
he knew.  He'd been watching her unhaltered, young tits bounce
provocatively since the beginning of the term.  And the leggy,
thirteen year old blonde, Valery.  A real beauty.  Was she the
legendary dumb blonde?

All of them, even the plump, eleven year old Ingrid, aroused
Bob's lust.  But how could he get them.  No, not Ingrid.  That
would be going too far.  But the others.  Unlike Lucy, they
wouldn't be crawling into bed with him. 

"Uh, Mr. Best?  You wanted to talk to me?"

Bob looked up.  He -(TM)d already had a visit from one of his new
charges, the big-titted Belinda who had made it quite plain that
she was willing to be a very special student.  This time it was
Janice who stood by his desk.  But she wasn't displaying her
boobs.  Not like Belinda.  "Yes, Janice.  I wanted to set up a
schedule for the extra work we'll have to do to make you into an
A student."

"Oh Mr. Best.  You know I'll never be that.  But I do want to
make better grades.  It's good of you to help out after school."
He seemed like such a nice man.  Kind of serious and a bit sad.

	"I've been looking at your record, Janice.  Maybe you won't make
all A's but I know you can do a lot better.  Your English is
excellent and you seem to have a good understanding of Social
Studies.  We just have to figure out how to build your
confidence."  God, she's a big girl.  Must be 5'8 or 9".  Those
loose clothes don't tell me much about what's under them, though.
 I'm going to have to play her carefully.

	"I hope so, Sir.  And math and science?  They really give me
lots of problems.  I'll do whatever you say."

			-----------------


	"I hope you don't mind that I ask all these questions, Mr. Best?
 It's just...like...I appreciate the help you're giving me and
I'm interested in you as a person, not just a teacher." 

It had been several days since their last discussion and Janice's
uncommonly long speech was a sign that Bob's drawn out seduction
efforts were bearing fruit.  Unlike Jack, who was still
long-cocking Bob's pregnant, older niece, Irene, the teacher had
little experience in the art of seduction.  Young Lucy,
fortunately, had miscarried so that problem was gone.  His niece
Irene, however, remained a worry as her belly began to swell.

Busty Belinda and leggy Valery had been easy seductions and, in
fact, it's debatable in, Belinda's case, who seduced whom. 
Ingrid, because her uncle had primed her, had not been a major
challenge either.  Janice, however, had appeared to be, and was,
an old-fashioned 'nice girl' and Bob had undertaken an extended
seduction process with her.

The principal tool in his attempt to deceive the fifteen (almost
sixteen) year old girl was a fake diary.  Bob could rationalize
that it was the girl's own dishonesty that was leading to the
hoped for ravishment of her big, young body since, had she not
read, during the past two months, the supposedly private and
personal document, she would not feel towards him the way she
did.

Janice felt sorry for her teacher.  He was such a nice man, so
kind and generous.  How could his wife have been so awful to him?
 She felt guilty about reading his daily chronicle of his
suffering and she wished there was some way she could help.  She
didn't approve of some of the things he wrote but they were his
own, private thoughts (or at least she thought they were) so she
had to accept them.

"Do you think you'll ever marry again?"  She had to be careful
with her questions.  She might, accidentally, ask one that would
give away that she was reading his diary.

"Only if I can find a girl as nice as you, Janice."  Was it
working?  He knew she was reading his diary, every day.  Even
after he began to give explicit descriptions of his former love
life along with a fictitious, x-rated scenario when he caught his
ex in bed with the milkman.  Glancing at the little book on the
edge of the desk, he could see that the marker was displaced,
proving that she'd read it today, too.  He hadn't scared her off,
something he'd been afraid he might do if he fantasized in the
diary about sex with her.

Would he wait until she was finished school?  Janice was sure
that he loved her.  He must.  He wouldn't say all those things in
his private diary if he didn't.  But she knew he had needs.  If
only she was older.  At least eighteen.  And he didn't think she
was too fat.  She blushed as she remembered what he'd written
about her bust line.  "I would be in heaven if I could bury my
face between those lovely breasts.  I just know they're soft and
springy.  Would she like to have my mouth on them?" If she was
only eighteen.  Then they could get married and she could take
care of those needs. 

Would he let her do that now?  Her breasts tingled as she
imagined what it would be like.  She knew he wanted to make love
to her. She looked at him as he corrected her math workbook.  He
would be so gentle, so tender, just like he'd written about
making love to her. It wouldn't be just raw sex.  Not like with
his ex-wife although she'd been strangely aroused when she'd read
about that, too.  Did she really say those awful words?  But he
didn't want her like that.  He wanted to make love to her, not
f...f... Even silently, Janice couldn't use the word but she
shuddered guiltily as the thought of it, and the other f words,
sent a hot tingle through her loins. But he thought she was too
young.  Darn it.

"You did a great job on that factoring, Janice.  You're really
getting the swing of it."  And, in fact, the girl was progressing
well.  She wasn't an Einstein, but she wasn't dumb, either.  Dumb
enough, though, he hoped, that she'd believe his phony diary and
spread her legs for him.

"Do you want to come to my place for dinner tonight?"

"Uh...well?"  And meet her parents?  No.  They might see through
me, even if Janice doesn't.  "Thanks anyway, Janice, but I have
another engagement."

"Oh.  Maybe another time, then?  My parents are gone for the week
and I hate cooking for myself, alone."

Damn! Should I?  "I'm free the rest of the week, Janice."

"Then?  Like?  Tomorrow? Tuesday?"

"It's a deal.  What time?"

"Is six thirty OK?"

"Let's make it seven."  It's dark by then.  I don't want anyone
to see me go there, if I can help it.  "Don't go to too much
trouble, Janice.  And we can do some extra work on algebra,
after."  Damn.  I wonder if this means she's going to reward me
for my kindness?

		----------------------------

Janice seethed with anger.  That awful Mrs. Crawley.  Mr. Best
was so innocent.  It was an open secret in the school that she
was having sex with schoolboys and now she was trying to get him,
too!  She tried to read between the lines as she studied the
latest diary entry and reviewed the earlier entries also.

Nov 4 - I wonder if men who were never married go through what
I'm going through?  I don't want to bad-mouth Evelyn but cheating
on me like she did just wasn't right.  God, though, she was good
- in bed, anyway.  When I remember how if felt to have her hot,
wet cunt wrapped around my cock, it drives me wild.  I guess I
didn't appreciate what a good  fuck she was.  I wonder if Gerry
appreciates her?  Or if he's still with her?  Damn!  I'm so horny
I could burst.

Nov 5 - Why can't I forget Evelyn?  If I had a 10" cock like
Jerry she'd probably still be with  me.  But I know I made it
good for her, even if I'm not that big.  I can still hear her
begging for more - Give it to mee Bob!  I love the way your big
cock fills my hot cunt.  Harder!  Faster!  Make me cum!     I
know she liked it.  And she sucked cock like no one else.  I
wonder if she'd sucking Gerry's cock, too?  Or if he can get all
of it into her mouth?  I don't know if I married her because of
that or because she talked so dirty when we fucked or was I just
so horny that I had to have someone.  I can still remember that
first time when she said, cum in my mouth, Bob.  I want you to
cum in my mouth.

Nov 6 - I -(TM)m torturing myself by writing all this.  God, it
was awful when I came home and she was on her back, naked, her
legs wide apart and Gerry was on top of her, fucking her.  And I
still hear her, too, Oh yes Jerry!  Fuck me!  I've never had my
cunt filled like this!  I love your big cock, Gerry.  Don't ever
stop.  Fuck me to death.  Why couldn't she have been a wonderful
woman like Janice?  Except Janice is still a young girl.  God, if
she was a few years older I'd sure want to date her.  I really
enjoy talking to her; she's so mature and intelligent.

Nov 7 - I can't stop thinking about Janice.  I'm awful, thinking
about one of my young students the way I do.  She's the most
beautiful girl...or woman I've ever known.  If only she was
older.  I think about her in bed at night, thoughts I shouldn't
have about a girl as young as she, let alone about one of my
students.

Nov 8 - Things are looking up.  Patty Crawley is giving me a
come-on, I think.  And she looks like she could give me a good
ride.  Anything to relieve the pressure.  Nice mouth, too.  I
wonder if she can suck cock like Evelyn?  Maybe if I scew her
it'll get my mind off Janice. Nov 9 - Patty kissed me today.  She
sure knows how to use her tongue.  And, the way she pushed her
hips against me, there's no doubt she wants what I want.  Maybe I
can pretend she's Janice?  Janice was wearing a sweater today. 
WOW!  Would I ever love to have my face in between those lovely
breasts.

Nov 10 - Patty wants me to come over to her house tomorrow night.
 She says it's to review how my special students are doing but if
that's all she wanted, she'd do it at the school.  Tonight,
though, I'm just going to fantasize about my dream girl, and you
know whom that is.  It would be so wonderful if I could be with
her.  I'd brush my lips over her beautiful mouth and caress her
body.  I can almost feel her lovely breasts in my hands.  They
look sof full and firm and I know she'd get pleasure from my
touch - a gentle touch - not like I touched Patty's big boobs
today.  But she wanted it that way.  She probably wants it hard
and rough, the way Evelyb did so I won't be able to pretend it's
Janice because, with Janice, I couldn't be anything but gentle. 
I have to stop thinking about her that way  I keep forgetting
that she's so young.

Nov 11 - Damn!  Patty's husband came home early and I think she
was as disappointed as I was.  She kisses like a vacuum cleaner
and from the way she was talking, she'll use her mouth for more
than a mouth-to-mouth kiss.  Without a bra, her breasts were kind
of disappointing, though.  They're kind of loose and saggy.  She
was revoltingly direct, too.  I want your big cock in my cunt,
Bob . And after you fuck me, I want it in my mouth.  I'm going to
fuck your brains out.  I had my hand under her panties on her
pussy when we heard the front door open.  God, it's a good thing
her husband didn't get home a few minutes later or we'd never
have been able to get decent in time.  But I know I would have
been disappointed.  She's not the one I want.  I'll just have to
fantasize tonight.  I can imagine having my tongue in the moist
softness of Janice's sex.  I can picture the way her sweet
fleshrolls would yield to my kisses.  And I can dream that her
pretty little mouth is making love to my cock.  But I could never
ask her to let me cum in her mouth.  It would be heaven, though.
I wonder if she's a virgin?  Or if she's ever said fuck and cock
and cunt?  Stop it, Bob.  You're sick!  She's too young for you.
And she's just a schoolgirl.  But it doesn't hurt to dream.  I
can't imagine anything more wonderful than being the first man to
teach her about physical love.  To show her how beautiful it can
be and to teach her everything.  (I must be perverted but I can
almost hear her young, sexy voice telling me that she wants me to
make love to her....except she actually says 'fuck me")  But
she's so sweet and innocent that I shouldn't even imagine her
saying such things, even if I'm the only one who knows what I
dream of.

Bob knew that the girl was in his office and stayed away,  not
wanting to embarrass her.  How would his latest subterfuge work?
If she thought he was about to screw Crawley, would she get
jealous?

If Mr. Crawley hadn't come home early last night, his wife would
have succeeded in seducing Mr. Best.  He hadn't wanted to have
sex with that bitch, Janice knew, but she knew too that he had
needs that he couldn't resist.  She had to take the offensive
tonight.  He was even noticing that little tramp, Belinda, just
because she flaunted her big bubs at him.  But he should know
that Belinda wasn't the only girl with big bubs.  Carefully,
Janice put the little book back on the desk and slipped out of
the room.

		----------------------------

The fifteen year old stepped out of the shower and examined her
reflection in the full-length, bathroom mirror.  She was too fat.
 She sucked in her stomach but it still wasn't flat.  Then she
touched her breasts.  They must be a lot bigger than Belinda's? 
But they sort of sagged.  Janice closed her eyes and imagined
that her teacher was hefting and caressing them.  She pinched the
nipples as they thickened and stuck out from the fleshy mounds,
sending a hot thrill into her belly.

"I'm not a very good cook, Mr. Best."  Janice greeted her teacher
at the door and was gratified by the widening of his eyes as he
took in the sight of her.  She was wearing one of her mother's
dresses,  a black, button-front frock that came only to mid-thigh
and that strained to contain her normally disguised bosom.

"My, Janice, You look lovely.  I'm glad you don't dress like this
in school or I'd never be able to teach."  My God!  She's superb!
 Bob surveyed the fifteen year old's figure from her full,
thrusting thighs up across her flaring hips to her lush, round
breasts that threatened to burst from the low-cut dress that she
wore.  The bulge at her waist added to the erotic appeal of her
big, young body.  Yes,  he was making progress.  This girl was
dressed to excite, if not to seduce.

"Thank you, Mr. Best.  I thought...like?  I wanted you to know...
like... I'm not a little girl."

"I don't treat you like a little girl, do I, Jan?"  He put his
hand on her shoulder, looking down into the shadowed valley
between her lovely, big tits.  "But I'm your teacher, so I have
to treat you like a schoolgirl."

"Yes.  I know, Mr. Best.  It's just?  Like? 
You're such a nice man and I don't like to see you unhappy. 
Isn't there some way I can help?

"You're sweet, Jan.  Sweet and lovely.  But I don -(TM)t think
there's any way you can help.  Except by continuing to be sweet
and learning as fast as you are." 

The dinner, pork chops, was passable but not gourmet.  Not that
Bob had any hunger for food.  Nor did Janice.  Her teacher was,
as always, behaving very properly.  How would she get him to do
something?

Pleasure delayed is pleasure enhanced, Bob mused after the table
was cleared and he was sitting there beside his teenaged student.
 He was fully charged because Valery, only three hours ago, had
come to his office and, knowing that tonight might be the night
for even greater pleasure for him, he'd introduced the youngster
to cunnilingus rather than emptying his lust into her tight,
young snatch or her increasingly skillful mouth. The sub-teen's
response had been gratifying and it was only with great
difficulty that he'd resisted the temptation to pump her juvenile
quim full of his load of semen,

What a change in the leggy, thirteen year old.  She'd been a
frightened novice the day he'd deflowered her.  Her fear that
he'd tell her parents he'd caught her stealing was overcame her
fear of being fucked and she'd surrendered her cherry
reluctantly.  There was no reluctance now.

		-----------------------

When Mr. Best didn't move away from her, Janice gained confidence
and pressed her thigh more firmly against his.  She leaned
closer, over the textbook they were sharing, her left breast
molding plastically to his arm.  What would he think if she said
'fuck me, Mr. Best.  I want your big cock in my cunt.'

Yes, the girl was definitely coming on to him.  Bob leaned back
in his chair and draped his arm over Janice's shoulders, his hand
coming to rest on the swell of her breast.  "You're making things
difficult for me, Janice, -  he sighed.  "Remember, I -(TM)m your
teacher.  And I'm much older than you."  Bob slid his hand lower
and hefted the soft, melon-like globe.  "But, in spite of that,
you tempt me.  I should leave."

"No!  You can't leave, sir!  I don't want you to."  Janice pushed
her breast more firmly into his hand. "I don't care what you do,
just don't leave."

Janice's apprehension about making love, being made love to for
the first time, was subordinate to her determination to save this
wonderful man from the predacious Mrs. Crawley and ensure that he
would wait until she, herself, was old enough that they could
have an open relationship.

"Oh God, Janice.  You don -(TM)t know what you're saying," Bob
sighed as the girl, thrilling to the intimate touch of her
teacher's hand on her breast, fumbled nervously with the top
buttons of her dress.  Then, as the flimsy frock gaped open, she
reached behind her back to release the catch of her brassiere. 
"Oohhh Janice, no...You shouldn't,"  Bob exclaimed as the two,
large, fleshy globes tumbled free from their constraint.  And
then his face was buried in the valley between them, their warm
softness surrounding his cheeks.

"I do, Mr. Best.  I know what I'm doing."  Janice leaned back
offering her marvelous mammaries to her teacher's fondling hands
and rapacious mouth.  "Yesss...Oohhh yesss...it's wonderful," the
young teen gasped as her breasts were sucked and squeezed and her
nipples drawn, one at a time, into the heat of her teacher's
mouth.  She held his head close, a feeling of contentment
suffusing her body. This was what he'd wanted to do, she knew. 
And she loved it.

Especially after Valerie's earlier tempting, Bob was almost
overcome with lust for this delicious youngster.  Dropping to his
knees beside her chair, he eased her down to the floor,
unbuttoning the front of her dress until it was open completely
to reveal her pale, fleshy waist and her wide, panty-clad hips.
"Ohh Gawwd, Janice.  I shouldn't be doing this."  Bob moaned as
he peeled her panties down off her hips and over her full thighs,
She uttered a faint whimper as she raised her ass enough to
facilitate her disrobement and the man knew with certainty that
she was going to be his. Then, when the young girl's ripe, lush
body was revealed to him in its glorious, nude beauty, he kissed
her.  First her soft mouth, her full lips trembling as his tongue
caressed them.  Then lower, across her large, upthrust tit-globes
and past the creamy smoothness of her convex belly to her mons
with its sparse crown of black, curly hair.

Involuntarily, Bob sucked in his breath at the unbelievable sight
before him.  He had fucked many innocent young girls, but never
anything like this.  Never anything so pure, innocent and
acquiescent. The thought of having her helpless with
uncontrollable mewling grunts of pleasure escaping those
beautiful lips goaded his organ into rock-hardness.  It was hard
to believe that, before the evening was over, he'd be in her,
surrounded by her soft flesh, his member clasped in her juicy
channel.

Janice moaned involuntarily when her teacher's thumbs pressed to
either side of her swollen cunt-lips.  She tensed as he tenderly
spread the vertical mouth until its moist, coral lusciousness was
revealed. The girl's warm, soft inner thighs quivered as he urged
them apart and, leaning closer, he opened the soft fleshy inner
petals enshrining her clitoris with the tip of his tongue.

"Oooooh, Sir!  What are you doing?" Janice gasped, as the erotic
shock of his touch surged through her convulsively.  Oh God!  He
had written about doing this to her but she hadn't known how
wonderful it would feel.  Raising her head she stared down with
bulging eyes between her proud, erect breasts at her teacher's
lowered head buried in her crotch.  "Oohhh!" she jerked, as his
hot moist lips closed over the soft mound at the base of her
belly.  And again his hazy face disappeared from her view into
the soft fleece between her upraised thighs as he planted wet,
tantalizing kisses on the closed aperture, his tongue flicking
eel-like at the quivering opening.

The teenager's elbows pressed tightly against her sides and her
head lolled from side to side as the man's hot searing tongue
shot out, its soft flicking tip circling her quivering erected
clitoris.  Dear God!  She had never imagined anything could feel
like this. His lips sucked, drawing the warm soft folds deep into
the cavern of his gently biting mouth, while his tongue continued
its maddening licking against the urgent pink smoothness of her
open sex.

Janice groaned huskily from deep in her throat as the hot probing
tip worked its way up and down the length of the narrow wet slit,
starting at her lower belly and pressuring its way down, down
over the elastic rimmed opening of her clasping vagina and into
the crevice of her flexing buttocks where it stopped momentarily
to do a wet, circling homage to the tight brown throbbing hole
nestled there.  She felt her hips grind of their own volition
against the hard floor, and heard her own purring, animal-like
sounds emitting pitifully from between her passion-clenched
teeth.

Bob continued spearing his hot, flicking tongue into the innocent
youngster's cunt. Her groans drove his tongue faster as it worked
its way up and down the throbbing, twisting lips of her tortured
genitals.  Yes, yes!  He was sure she'd beg for it when he was
ready to fuck her.

Janice's inexperienced body was completely lost in the rapture of
the moment. Every muscle of her sex-toned being was tensed as she
strained her wide hips aloft toward that maddening inquiry
between her legs. And then suddenly her hands were clawing at her
teacher's hair, attempting to guide his face closer into the
small palpitating opening of her cuntal mouth.  Bob plunged his
tongue into the soft-rimmed flesh, taunting it momentarily, then
quickly withdrawing it to tantalize mercilessly the ragged pink
edges.    

The innocent teen cried aloud and clutched at him, forcefully
pressing his mouth directly over the tight little virgin hole in
her squirming crotch.  Her teacher complied, ramming his tongue
deep down into it, rounding his lips and covering, the clasping
viscous opening to bring a low guttural groan from this delicate,
young morsel whose soft warm thighs were closing spasmodically
around either side of his head.  He could feel the wet flesh slip
moistly around his long extended tongue as the walls of her
invaded vagina opened and closed in a sucking motion, attempting
to extract his tongue deeper and deeper into it.  It was as if
the nibbling hair-lined mouth was trying with all its
lust-inspired strength to snap out and rip his tongue out by the
roots, devouring it completely.  Janice's heels snaked out in the
air and pushed down against his back pressing his body into the
soft, squirming trap of flesh between her uplifted legs.  His
nose was mashed against her throbbing clitoris and he could only
inhale the poignant aromas of her lusty, lubricious state. Its
delicate tang incited his penis to a hardness he could little
longer control!  He had to fuck his buxom, young student soon or
he would burst like a balloon!

Bob's cock throbbed like a wild spirited animal.  He grabbed the
girl's now flailing legs behind the knees and mounted her
writhing body, thrusting her knees roughly back against her
shoulders, slithering up her sweat-soaked body simultaneously. 
His rigid, palpitating prick brushed tensely against the wetness
of her soft, sparse pubic hair.  He splayed his hands beside
either of her shoulders and forced her legs up and back until her
ankles were locked behind his neck.  He gaped down between their
bodies and saw her upturned ass, the magnificence of her
ivory-white buttocks completely exposed to him.

The girl's narrow cunt-slit was drawn open by the spread of her
legs and visibly throbbing, the wet pink furrow held wide apart
by the pressure of his thighs tightly up against hers.

Janice was not even conscious of her teacher's aggressiveness as
her inexperienced body was caught up in a storm of libidinous
sensation which her finger's had never aroused.  Like a puppet,
she allowed the big man to position her voluptuous body, open and
defenseless, to take advantage of her lust as well as of her
love.

Bob realized that the fifteen year old was too far beyond
recovery now to fight anything he chose to do to her, and his
keen mind commenced to form weird erotic scenes of the positions
he could submit her to, as well as the acts he could perform at
will upon her docile, desire wracked body. But he wanted her to
ask for it.  To beg.

"Oh God, Janice!  What are we doing?"  Reining in his lust, Bob
rolled off of the buxom youngster's open body.  "I have to
leave."

"No!  No!  You can't.  Don't stop!  Don't stop now, sir!"  she
cried out in panic.  The hunger in her teenaged loins was like a
totally consuming fire.  Janice knew what her teacher had almost
done and she had to have it.  She looked at the rigid projection
that thrust out from his groin and, even though to her innocent
eyes, it looked huge, she wanted it inside.  "Please Mr. Best? 
Please?  Make love to me?"  As if drawn by a magnet, her hands
reached for his groin and grasped the rock-hard tool.

"But Janice?  I can't?  I'm your teacher.  You're too young." 
Could he hold back long enough to make her ask before he entered
her?  Damn!  His triumph would be even more gratifying if he
could make the innocent, young virgin beg for it.  He resisted as
the girl tried to draw his throbbing tool against her pulsating
pussy.  "No, Janice.  I can't.  You don't know what you're
asking."

"Yeh...yeh...please sir...do it," Janice panted as her teacher
again mounted her lush, young frame and she was able to draw his
hot, hard penis to the open, sensitive lips between her legs. 
"Make love to me, Mr. Best.  Please make love to me."

"But I did...I will, Janice...with my mouth.  You liked that,
didn't you?"

"No...Yes...I liked it but...do it...I want you to f... -  and as
the never spoken word caught at the tip of her tongue, the girl
looked down to where her teacher's thickly veined staff was posed
immediately above her swollen labia. With lust-driven strength
she tugged harder, trying to draw him in and, as she felt the
tingling pressure on her cunt, the words spilled from her
innocent mouth.  "F...f...fuck me sir...I love you...I want you
to fuck me.."

"But Janice?  You're only fifteen?"  Bob let her draw his cock
right up to the hot portal of her writhing loins.  "It isn't
right."

"Yuh...fuh...fuh...fuck me...Fuck me!  I'm old enough!"  Janice
cried out in frustration as she tilted her wide hips and pushed
up at her teacher's projecting penis,

Bob thrilled to the hot clasp as he pushed his knob into the
snug, elastic opening and then, to his ecstatic delight, the
girl's true innocence was validated by the obstruction that
impeded his entry.

"Oh God, Janice? I can't do this?  You're still a virgin?"

"Do it.  Fuck me.  Please, sir?  I want to give you my
virginity."  The beautiful youngster looked up at him, her big
eyes wide and loving as she begged her teacher to violate her
innocence.

The amoral schoolteacher slid his hands under the girl's round
ass and, acquiescently, she tilted her hips upward in response to
the gentle urging.  Bob paused, savouring the juicy clasp of her
cuntmouth on his sensitive knob.

"Are you sure, Janice?  It'll be gone forever if I do it.  Take
your virginity."

The girl looked down to where she could see her teacher's swollen
penis with its tip just inside, her thick labia spread by the
knob.  A slight tremor went through her body as she whimpered,
"Yes Mr. Best. I'm sure.  I love you and I want to give it...my
virginity...to you."

Bob held back for just a moment more in order to savour the sweet
triumph of deflowering this delectable virgin.  He pushed in,
ever so slowly, feeling the give of the fragile barrier and then,
like tissue paper is punctured when a gift is unwrapped, Janice's
hymen tore from the relentless pressure of her teacher's tool.

"Heenncchh" the girl squealed, wincing as the sharp pain of
defloration shot through her loins.  It was gone now.  Her
virginity. She felt the hot ache and the cunt-stretching pressure
from the man's continuing penetration but, bravely, she took it.
She had to prove she was old enough.

Bob savoured the glove-like clasp as the beautiful teen's virgin
passage opened reluctantly to the slow inward thrust of his
throbbing cock.  She could not mask the apprehension in her eyes
and face and this added to the man's lewd pleasure. Her big,
pneumatic breasts jiggled ever so slightly, two perfect
hemispheres tipped by the pink, projecting nipples.

It didn't hurt much but, nonetheless, Janice was fearful as she
peered down to see where her teacher's penis was slowly
disappearing into her young body but her fear was more than
compensated for by the feeling of love she gained by being
connected to his body.  It felt to the innocent girl that she
would surely split apart as the walls of her channel were pushed
apart and then she could see no more of the thick shaft as she
took the last inch between her swollen labia and the first inch
displaced something deep up inside her.

"Hunngghh?" Janice grunted in surprise.

"Are you OK?  Did I hurt you," Bob whispered as he felt her
cervix yield to the tip of his cock and he rammed home the last
millimeter of his member.

"Nah...Hanh...no...I just?  I never did this before?"  How could
his wife have wanted something bigger?  Mr. Best was almost too
big.

Bob ground against the teenager's firm, shapely hips, rotating
and rubbing her clitoris with the base of his tool.  More mature
than her classmates Belinda and Ingrid, her passage was already
less tight than their underaged receptacles but her beauty and
the lushness of her body made up for that.  Managing to control
his needs for the moment, Bob spoke gently.

"Can you help me, darling? Can you fuck me, too?"  he whispered
as he withdrew half the length of his tool from her wetly
clinging snatch.

"Hanh? H...h...how?" Janice whispered back as a hot thrill
suffused her genital area from the friction of her teacher's
withdrawing cock.

"I want you to move with me, darling.  I want you to raise and
lower your wonderful ass."  and immediately he felt her pelvis
begin screwing up against the length of his rock-hard penis.  The
iny contracting muscles inside her cunt were nibbling hungrily at
the inflated head.  The dilated lips between her hair-lined pink
slit pulled tantalizingly away, sliding moistly down the rod for
several inches then munched their way back up, buffering her
soft, golden-down tightly against his pubic hair, embedding the
full length of him deep into her warm, white tummy.  He remained
immobile, resting still above her with his hands flat on either
side of her shoulders, his knees pressed tight to carpeted floor.
 The youngster's quivering body pump up and down awkwardly, at
first and then, as her passion grew, she moved faster on the
rigid shaft that fused them together.

"Hunh?  Hanh?  Hunh?" she panted as a new pressure grew in her
inexperienced loins.  "Like this?  Hanh?  Am I doing it right?"

"You're wonderful, Janice.  Your cunt is so hot and tight.  I
want to fuck you forever."

"Yah...yah...me too," the girl gasped as she pushed up ever
harder at her seducer.  "You too...fuck me...fuck me fast," she
added, shocking herself with the easy way the words came out.
"Fuck my hot cunt with your big cock, Mr. Best," she added,
remembering what he'd written in his diary. 
	
"Yesss baby...yesss, -  and Bob matched her upward heaves with
hammering thrusts that made the girl grunt.  "Are you going to
cum?" he asked as he sensed the quickening of her breath and the
sudden loss of rhythm.

"Ghaa...ghaa...ghaannh, -  Janice panted as wave after wave of
ecstatic heat washed over her loins.  Her legs thrashed
uncontrollably and she wrapped her arms around the man on top of
her as her orgasm exploded.

The girl fell back, weak and twitching and Bob broke the embrace
of her arms to be able to look down at her as he prepared for his
own release.  He watched intently the slow withdrawal of his cock
between her swollen cuntlips, extracting thin ridges of her pink
flesh out with it as he screwed her, then pushing the fleshy
coral folds back into her as the glistening length of his tool
was consumed deep into the quivering, salacious opening.  He
watched her dazed, pretty face and the erotic jiggle of her big
tits as his own orgasmic pressure reached the explosion point.

Janice didn't know what was coming next and, in the quivering
lassitude from her own climax, she wasn't even thinking about it.
 She felt the harsh slap of his balls in the crevice of her ass
as he plunged his inflated cock fiercely into her rounded, little
belly and then she felt his harshly kneading hands as they
clutched the wide-open cheeks of her lush, white buttocks.  Oh
God.  He was going right through her.

Bob could feel the hot, white semen amassed within his aching
balls as he slammed his cock all the way tot he hilt in the
girl's soft, unresisting cunt.  His  loins were consumed by fire
as his sperm traversed the convoluted passage to escape in a hot
burst from his deeply buried organ.

Janice felt a new, sweet ache to her insides as the head of her
teacher's deeply imbedded, tormenting cock suddenly flared into a
hugeness that threatened to mangle her inner reaches.  It began
to spurt!  She could feel the delicious, hot lava shooting into
her like molten fire, sloshing around her dilated womb like great
streams of boiling oil.

As if resurrected by the new sensations, the girl's first-fucked
passage suddenly contracted and began to milk at the deep thrust
weapon.  Bob felt her warm thighs quiver and clasp as his
enormous prickhead continued to squirt its completion, sending
thick, hot jets gushing into the spasming channel until it
overflowed and trickled down the crack of her ball-cradling ass.

Janice was sure, at that moment, that her teacher was sealing
their fates.  He must be making her pregnant.  She moaned with
soft contentment as the man withdrew, thrust in again and
repeated the fucking motion several times, letting her tight
fuckwell draw the last dribbles of gism from his deflating tool.
Bob fell forward on her delightfully cushioning bosom, collapsing
on her, feeling his thick, hot sperm back-washing his snugly
enclosed prick.  The girl gave one last spasm, quaking to a final
limpness, her legs falling away loosely on either side of his
body.

"You're wonderful, Janice.  I shouldn't have done this but it was
so wonderful that I'm glad I did.... unless.... was it good for
you?  Are you sorry?" He rolled off the girl's limp body.

"Darling...Mr. Best...oh no...I've never felt so happy," the girl
responded with a timid smile.  "It was wonderful."  She felt
empty except for the imagined weight of her teacher's semen in
her belly and she saw the red-stained trickle of semen blended
with her vestal leaking from her ravaged cunt.  She didn't want
him to leave.

"You made me very happy, too, Janice.  I feel guilty for taking
advantage of your innocence and vulnerability but you were
wonderful."  Gently, Bob stroked and caressed the girl's
voluptuous body, playing with her succulent breasts, fondling her
fat, cum-greased cuntlips and leaning over to kiss her soft,
trembly mouth.

When the man broke off the gentle kiss, Janice's gaze was
directed to the instrument of her devirgination, the projecting
cock that was no longer standing but rather sagging to the side.
Nervously, she licked her lips as she worked up the courage to
take it in her mouth.  It was still shiny wet from their
coupling, slightly stained with her blood as a trickle of fluid
escaped the tip and ran down the side.  Janice's belly churned at
the thought of kissing it.  She knew, though, that he had
fantasized about having her suck his cock and she was sure that
Mrs. Crawley would be more than willing to do it.  She'd gone
this far to get him and maybe, if she did the other, she could
keep him.

Bob watched the girl, seeing the way she was staring at his
cum-numbed tool, and he guessed what she was thinking.  "I ought
to go, Janice.  I ought never to have come here tonight."

"No!  No, Mr. Best!  Don't leave me!"  His words gave her the
courage she needed and quickly she turned on her side, lowering
her head to her teacher's groin.

"Oh God, Janice!  You shouldn't," Bob gasped as her hot, moist
mouth enclosed the tip of his cock.  "Oohhh Gawwd....Oohhh
Janice," he moaned.

"I want to suck your cock, Mr. Best.  I want to suck your cock
until you cum in my mouth," the girl said as she raised her head
to look at him.  She -(TM)d keep him, she knew, if she did that.
And if she talked dirty, the way he wrote in his diary.  "You can
fuck my virgin mouth just like you fucked my virgin cunt, Mr.
Best," and she lowered her head again.

"Oohhh Gawwd, Janice!  Oohhh Gawwd," Bob moaned as the girl's
unskilled lips wrapped around the girth of his tool.  He pushed
up, thrilling to the feel of his sensitive cocktip sliding over
the hot, pebbly flesh of her tongue.

The young girl felt the semi-hard fleshtube swell and get harder
and it gave her a thrill of accomplishment.  "Glangh," she gagged
when it bumped the entrance to her throat but, bravely, she
continued, her pretty head guided by his hands, up and down, up
and down.  She held the shaft with her hand and, when he tried to
push deeper, she gagged again.  She'd show him she was as good as
his wife, somehow.  "Glangh...Shluurp...Gluunnggh...Shluurp,"
sounded from her mouth, her saliva flowing profusely as she
mouthed the hard shaft.  "Glanngh..Can -(TM)t..Can -(TM)t take it
all in, Mr. Best," she gasped.

"Come darling...let me sit in the chair," Bob said and, as he
did, he guided her to her knees before him.  "Try it this way,"
and he drew her face closer, his cock sliding easily between her
widely stretched lips. 

Like a subservient puppet the fifteen year old let him angle her
so that her head was positioned at an angle.  "Glangh," she
gagged again but, this time, the slick, bulbous knob suddenly
slid into her throat and she was rewarded by her lover's moan of
ecstasy.

"Oohhh Janice darling...Oohhh Gawwwdd...you're superb," Bob
groaned as her throat surrounded his sensitive knob.  She was
looking up at him adoringly, the lips of her small, pretty mouth
stretched around the girth of his shaft and, if she'd been a
puppy, her tail would have been wagging with happiness at her
teacher's compliment.

"Mnnulpp -- Shluurp...Mnnulpp...Shluurp..." sounded wetly from
her cock-stuffed mouth as Janice moved her head back and forth. 
Her saliva flowed profusely, dribbling from her cock-stuffed
mouth in a wet stream that bathed his balls.  The sight and feel
of the young beauty -(TM)s mouth was incredibly salacious as she
slavered and slobbered as if she was relishing the hard cock-meat
like a hot Popsicle between her lips.

She could hear the man's moans of ecstasy when she took the
bulbous knob into her throat and, as his hands pushed at the back
of her head, she engulfed the total length of his cock.  The
bristly hairs tickled her nose as it was pushed into his pubis
and her lips encircled the thick base of the hard penis.  She
felt his heavy testicles swaying against her chin and, sensing
from his moans and gasps what he wanted, she made oral love to
his fuckspear.

"You can stop if you want, Janice...if your mouth is getting
tired," Bob said breathlessly after several minutes of the young
girl's increasingly skillful ministrations.  "It's
wonderful...you're wonderful...but you don't have to."  Her
virgin cunt had already taken the edge off his lust but the girl
-(TM)s wanton homage to his throbbing cock had reinvigoratedhim.

Backing off until only the tip was between her lips, Janice
stroked the wet shaft with one hand while the other gently
fondled his dangling balls.  "Mmmmph...Want to...mmmph...want to
suck you...Shluurp...want you to cum...To cum in my mouf," and
she dove down again.  "Glangh," she gasped as, once again, he
pushed his cock into her mobile mouth until her lips were wrapped
around the base.  Her cheeks hollowed, then expanded as she
applied wet suction to the hard, throbbing organ.  She'd show him
that he didn't need that awful Mrs. Crawley.  Or his wifeeither.

"Oohhh Gawwd Janice.  I'm gonna cum.  Stop.  I can't hold it."

"Yemmph...cumm...cummm in my mouf," she urged as she wrapped lips
and tongue around the cock and felt it swell and give a little
buck.  Janice sucked harder, feeling the little tube on the
underside bulging against her lower lip and then she uttered a
gurgling gasp as the first, hot jet of gism shot into her mouth.
"Mmmullp...Shluurp...Shluurp," she sucked, her lips moving
tightly back and forth on the spitting, jerking  prick.  She
swallowed noisily, her pretty mouth overflowing with the viscous
liquid.

Bob felt as if the young girl was sucking the marrow from his
bones as he discharged his load into her wildly sucking maw.  It
was as if he hadn't cum for weeks, not just the half hour or less
since he'd emptied his sperm into her tender, young fuckwell. 
Janice, eyes closed, backed off then and a wide trickle of
unswallowed cum dribbled down the length of his still bucking
shaft.

"Did I do it right?" she asked meekly, holding his cock at the
entrance to her open mouth, a thick gob of gism dribbling from
her lower lip.  "Did you like it?  Am I a good cocksucker?"

"Oh God, Janice.  There's none better."  Bob stroked her cheek,
as she remained kneeling submissively before him.  "I've never
been made love to so beautifully."

Janice sprawled half atop her teacher-lover, murmuring
contentedly as he stroked her back and flanks.  "It was wonderful
for me, too, Mr. Best.  You were so sweet and gentle.  Do you
still think I'm too young?"

"Oh God, Janice.  You are too young.  Too young for me.  And for
the law.  But if you liked it... if I made you happy...I don't
care."  Could he get it up again?  Maybe, after a while?  Bob
began to caress the willing girl more intimately.  If he could
get hard, then he'd give her a fucking she'd never forget.  God,
she was good.

For the rest of the school year, Bob played with his special
students, getting perhaps an extra thrill from the danger.

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in hearing about the other special students or about similarly
unprincipled teachers, priests and doctors, let me know at
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