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Subject: {ASSM} Story-Teacher in Trouble 1/2
Date: Thu, 18 Oct 2001 01:10:01 -0400
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Story # 3

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                                 Teacher  In  Trouble

Usually I'm the one who says see me after class, but this time was different. 
One of my students, a tall good looking guy named  David, came up to my desk
during a study period and said "I would Like to see you naked teach.  Right
away I knew what he wanted and there was nothing I could do about it.  Because
after he said that he said,  "Or else I'll spill everything I know about
yesterday to the school board."

He had me.  Right between the legs.  Right where he wanted me.  Martha, High
school teacher, was now about to become a sex machine.

"First off,"  I said,  "You can stop calling me teach.  My name is Martha." 
"Okay, Martha it is.  Let's start the action,  Martha.  Get over there on the
desk and lift you skirt."  

"What?  I won't."
He pushed me on to the desk.  "I said to lift up your skirt.  If You don't...
Well, I think I'll have to tell about yesterday."

I crossed my legs and lifted my white skirt up towards my hips.  He could see
all the way up my thigh, and he was getting excited.  He rubbed his hand over
the blue nylon pantyhose and then slid his fingers between my legs.  "That it,"
 he said.

"Stay like that."  He walk back to the front row desk and picked up his camera.
 Then he snapped a picture of my exposed thighs.  It was one of those sixty
second cameras.  He lit a cigarette while he waited for the film to develop.

"You're not supposed to smoke in school,"  I said, trying to regain some of my
authority.

"yeah? Well, you're not supposed to suck cock in school either.  But that what
you did yesterday, didn't you?  How did it taste?  I bet you like cock, huh?" 
He laughed and then tore the film clipout of the camera and peeled off the
negative.  "Looks good,"  he said.  "Want see it?"

I shook my head, but he brought it over for me to see.  The picture focused on
my thighs.  It was a color picture, and even though I didn't like the
circumstances, I thought it was a good shot.  My long red hair running down to
my full breast and my shapely legs make it look just like a fashion shot.  But
I knew there was a lot more to come and they wouldn't be so nice.

"Okay, Martha now we get to the real action.  Take off your blouse and let me
see those tit of yours."

"This is going too far,  David.  I'm not going to-"  He grabbed the front of my
blouse and tore it straight down the middle.  My button bounced all over the
floor.  Then he lifted my blue lace bra up over my tits.  The tight material
hurt my tender skin, and it make my breast stand out farther than they ever
before.

"oh wow"  He said. "What a set of tits!  I've never seen anything like these
before.'  He felt them with his soft hands, running his fingers over my hard
nipples, then rolling them in the palm of his hands.  

"Okay,"  he said, and picked up the camera again.  "Feel yourself up with your
hands."  He was living out of all his fantasies with me, and I found myself
getting turned on as I watched the bulge in his jeans grow bigger. "Come on," 
he said.  "We haven't got all day, you cheap whore."

I put my hands on my tits and lifted them up, caressing them until he snapped
another picture.  Then he made me look at the photo.  He was right.  I looked
like a cheap whore, lifting my size thirty-eight knocker straight up.  They
were milky white and my nipple were bright red where they poked through my
cupping fingers.

"Can I go now?"  I said. "You've had your fun."
"Not yet honey.  We're just starting.  Turn around."

He came up behind me and lifted his hand under my skirt, skipping his finger
into the elastic band of my pantyhose.  Then he peeled them down my legs.  "Lie
down on the floor."  As I lay down on the dusty, tiled floor, he ran his
fingers over my ass and then slid his fingers down to my cunt.  He rubbed my
clit with his index finger.  He pulled up on my skirt until my ass was
completely showing.  Then he took another picture.  When that one was developed
he made me turn over on my back.  He felt up my thighs until I was wet and
juicy.  Then he spread my legs wider and took another shot.  A wide open cunt
shot.

I Wanted to make him stop, but I couldn't. It I didn't let him take his picture
than he would turn me in and I would be out on the streets, washed up at 23. 
So I let him take a couple more picture, hoping that was all he wanted.

It wasn't.  He made me kneel down on the floor in front of him. Said "get my
prick out."  When I unzip his jean, his cock sprang out.  It was big, real big,
as it dangled in front of my face.  And he was only a teenager.  For a grown
man he would have still been well hung.

"Suck it,"  he said.  I looked up. He was still holding the camera.  I opened
my mouth and eased my lips onto his salty cock.  When I started to lick it, he
plunged his cock way into my mouth.  "That it," he said.  "Show me how you do
it. Show me how good you can suck cock, baby."  He put the camera down and then
grabbed the back of my head with both hands, pulling my face closer to his
hairy balls.  I could fell his sac banging against my chin as he fucked my
mouth..  His prick started to grow even more right inside my mouth until my
cheeks were bulging from his hard thick shaft.

He was sliding his prick over my slurping tongue as fast as he could, in and
out, and swirling in against my cheeks, then down my throat, then all the way
out so he could plunge it back in.

Then he stopped moving completely.  His cock was almost entirely out of my
mouth.  Only the tip of it was still poking into my lips.  Then I realized what
he was doing and I felt sick.  I looked up, still holding his cock with my
lips, and saw him holing the camera again, focusing it right on my mouth which
was fastened around the tip of his prick.  He snapped the picture and laughed.

In and out, in and out, pushing his stiff dick down my throat and juggling his
balls against my face.  I blew him for another few minutes, hoping all the
while that no one would come around.  Sometime a janitor checks all the rooms 
I was hoping he wouldn't come by and see me doing this.  Then my ass really
would be nailed.

"Okay, slurp on it, baby, slurp that cock," and he pushed it into my mouth
again.  I started blowing him the best as I could, hoping to get this over
with.  I closed my lips tight around his wet hard cock and sucked as hard as I
could.  With my right hand I jerked off the part of his cock that wouldn't bit
in my mouth, and with my left I rolled his balls around in my finger.

His hard glistening prick started pumping in and out of my mouth, faster than I
could suck, and he pressed my face against his balls so he could slide it all
the way in my throat.  And then his body went rigid and he spilled squirt after
squirt of bitter  cum down my throat.  He pumped my mouth more and more,
gushing three big loads of cum into me.  Then while he was still shooting off,
he pulled his cock out and moved it all around my lips, spitting white sticky
gobs onto my mouth, chin and teeth.  

"Thank a lot, teach,"  He said.  "I got all I need for now."  He zipped himself
up and left the room with a wicked smile on his face.

I started crying but then realized that would do no good.  I found some tissue
paper and wiped all the cum off my face, got dressed, and sat behind my desk. 
I took out a pack of cigarette from the top drawer and lit one, hoping the
harsh tobacco would wipe out the bitter taste in my mouth.

When I left the school I was thinking about a couple of problem I had.  First
how could I get even with David for blackmailing me into a blowjob, and second
what was I going to do now that I was horny from sucking his cock?  I decided I
had to handle the second problem.

Chapter  2

I went over to Sam and explain the detail about David
"It's Friday night, right?"  Sam said.
"Yeah, so?  I said.
"So we're going to fix our little blackmailer.  I used to be pretty good with a
camera, myself,"  he said.  He went to the closet and brought out an expensive
looking camera.
"What that for?"
"Were going to get some evidence, Do the same thing to him that he doing to
us."
"That sound good, but we'll have to catch him in the act."
He lit up cigarette, puffed the smoke out, and then looked at me.

We took Sam's car over to Southwood Drive. It was only a half a mile away from
his apartment and it wasn't hard to find.  Starville was such a small town that
nearly everything was within walking distance.  After parking the car at the
end of the block we walked hand in hand past all the houses until we located
David house.  It was a large two story house just like all the other house on
the street.

It was only around six-thirty, but we didn't want to risk losing him.  We went
back into the car and waited, smoking cigarette, listening to Sam's tape
player, and watching the house.  We were going to nail that bastard for sure.

A little after seven o'clock David came out of the house. He was dressed in
jean and jacket.  We watched his tall long  haired figure walk down the street
in the opposite direction from us.  When he turned around the corner Sam
started the car and we followed him.

After few block David ran up the steps of a small red cottage house.  We parked
the car at the end of the street and waited.  In about five minutes David came
out.  With him was a girl that I recognized.  Karen, a sweet young girl of
sixteen.  She was in a few of my classes at school and I always thought of her
as a real innocent kid.  What was she doing with David?

Then I figured, why not?  Karen was cute, and really developed for her age. 
She had long straight hair. Afterward well have some dinner, a few drinks, and
then later on  we'll come back to her house and watch the action.

Around twelve o'clock we drove back to Karen street and parked at the end of
the block.  In about twenty minute the light went out.  That meant Karen
parents were going to sleep.

In another fifteen minute we saw David and Karen walk up to the house.  They
went inside and the light in the living room came on.  That was our cue.  Sam
and I got out of the car and quietly walked up to the house.  He carried the
camera strapped around his neck and we crept up to the window ant the front of
the house, hidden from sight by a high row of bushes.  Everything was working
out just fine.  

 From the window we could see just a perfectly.  David and Karen were sitting
on
the sofa, and we could hear the television blaring.  But they weren't watching
television.  He has his arm around her shoulder and she was leaning against
him.  We were just in time for the show.

 From the window we could see just perfectly.  David and Karen were sitting on
the sofa, and we could hear the television blaring.  But they weren't watching
television.  He had his arm around her shoulder and she was leaning against
him.  We were just in time for the show.

At first they just kissed for a while, but then David  let his hand drop from
her shoulder down to her tits. She pushed his hand away the first time.  But
the second time she let his hand fondle her tits through her tight white
sweater.  Slowly she moved her small hand over to his thigh, and then she slid
it over his crotch.

Apparently this was the signal he was waiting for.  He took his hand off her
shoulder and then lifted her sweater up over her chest.  She wasn't wearing a
bra and her perfectly shaped tits held the material above them.

I heard Sam Gasp, "Man, she's beautiful!" I felt jealous but I had to admit he
was right.  He took the camera, pressed the lens against the glass and clicked
away.

David felt up her tits for a while then started to suck on them.  Soon her
nipple were erect and he pulled at them with his fingers.  Karen was moving
around in the sofa like she was going crazy with pleasure.  Her hand went up to
David Belt,  then slid down under his jeans  I could see her hand moving under
the material, manipulating his cock.  I was getting turned on watching them,
and so was Sam.  His breathing was really loud and fast.

Then David moved his hands down under her skirt.  She lifted up her hips so he
could pull down her panties.  After sliding them off her legs he threw them
under the sofa.

I realized what they were doing.  If they still had their clothes on they
couldn't be caught in the act by her parents.  But they hadn't counted on us.

When she spread her legs wide to admit his hand, Sam took another picture. 
Karen closed her eyes as fingerfucked her.

Then they really started going at it.  She took her hand out and unzipped his
jeans.  He pulled them down to his knees and his long hard cock was standing
straight up in the air.  Karen's fist could hardly cover it, it was so big. 
She jerked him off  while he got her legs spread even wider and buried his
finger in her cunt.

She was sliding all over the couch now, moaning and licking her lips.  As she
moved, her big jugs bounced up and down and I could tell Sam was getting really
hot.  He had his hand on my ass and rubbing my cheeks.

"This picture, Sam,"  I said. "We've got to get hold of some good picture to
get even with him."

Reluctantly Sam took his hand away from my ass and took a few more picture
through the window.

Then Karen came.  She was bounding up and down in her seat, swaying her big
knockers, and rolling her hips.  After she calmed down, and lay back in the
cushions of sofa.  David pulled her face down to his prick.

She pulled away, and her lips said no.
David was getting mad, but he tried to talk her into sucking him off really
nice.  But she wouldn't go near his cock at first. She wasn'ttoo bashful to
jerk him off though and she used both hand on his cock, beating it up and down.
 David leaned back in the sofa and closed his eyes.

Then, getting more daring, she leaned down and licked his cock, sliding her
long pick tongue up and down his glistening prick.

It was all just an act before.  She was the type of girl who mad believe she
wouldn't give a guy a blowjob,  but once she got going, there was no stopping
her.

Sam got a picture of her licking his prick.

Then David got up from the couch.  He mad her lay down.  Her tits were still
bulging out from under the sweater.  Then straddled her chest, one knee on each
side of her, and held out his cock for her to suck.

She was good.  She took the tip of his cock in her mouth and inhaled, then
pulled it out, jerked on it a few times, and licked it with her tongue.

He held her head with one hand and pulled her mouth onto his cock.  The he
fucked her lips real slow, sliding it in and out until her pretty pick cheeks
were bulging.

As Sam took a picture, I reached down between his legs.  He was hard as a rock.
Then David braced himself and plunged his dick all the way into her mouth,
shooting off into it.  Her head rocked back and forth as she gobbled down his
cum.

Sixteen years old and here she was sucking cock already.
When he finished spilling his cum, David pulled out of her mouth and dragged
his long soft cock down her tits.  She smiled and closed her eyes while licking
the cum drops off her lips.

Fortunately Sam was taking picture the whole time she blew him.  Now we were
set.  All we had to do was develop the picture and show some of them to David
on Monday, and threaten to show them to Karen parents.  He would be in trouble
from all side, and I wasn't going to be easy on him.

When the kids rearranged their clothes and settled down to watching the
television for real, Sam and I headed back to the car. Both of us were horny as
hell.  Watching the teenager going at it made us horny all over again.

All the way back to Sam's house I had my hand on his cock, which stood straight
out of his unzipped pants.  Any time we came to a stoplight I sat down in the
seat and sucked on it.

We decided to develop the pictures as soon as we got back to his place.  That
was we could get out rock off at the same time as we got our work done.

And Monday morning I would be ready to blackmail David.  What a weekend, I
thought.  What a fucking weekend.


Part  2  coming  Soon

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