Message-ID: <31561asstr$995760602@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <joemoose@altavista.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <20010721055157.13761.cpmta@c012.sfo.cp.net> X-Sent: 21 Jul 2001 05:51:57 GMT Content-Type: text/plain Content-Disposition: inline Mime-Version: 1.0 From: joe moose <joemoose@altavista.com> X-Sent-From: joemoose@altavista.com X-Original-Subject: New Story - Treacherous Tutor Subject: {ASSM} New Story - Treacherous Tutor Date: Sat, 21 Jul 2001 20:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2001/31561> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, kelly 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. ------------------------------------------------- Suggestions and comments are welcomed. 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