stroking it. She couldn't help but see that he had a full erection; his dick stood out hard and thick and throbbing as he stroked it up and down. She stood there speechless as he turned toward her, pointing his rigid prick at her and looking straight at her face as he rubbed his cock. She was at a loss what to do; she finally broke away and walked out of the cloakroom...

Later that day she kicked off her shoes and laid back in an easy chair in her apartment and sipped a drink as she reflected on the week that was. She pursed her lips and nodded in satisfaction. All in all, it had been a good week—far better than she had expected; for she had completed her first week of teaching, and nothing catastrophic had happened; she had made no major foul-ups, and nothing really bad had occurred. Her students were for the most part "okay"; a few were rambunctious, but that was to be expected from ninth graders—most of them fourteen or fifteen years old. Yes, all in all, it went pretty good, she thought, all but the incident of seeing the student in the cloakroom. She smiled wryly. But even that was not a catastrophe or a foul-up. It's funny, she thought. I suppose I should have reported the boy, or admonished him, or something, but ... my goodness, he just stood there, looking at me, and stroking his ... Umm—his name is Calvin; fourteen, I guess ... he just kept stroking it ... thick and stiff for a fourteen-year-old boy—umm ... Should I report him? ... No, not for that ... gee, but his—his thing was so thick and stiff—throbbing, straining, and he kept stroking it and pointing it at me—and looking at me...

Her throat and mouth were dry; she gulped and licked her lips; her heart was absolutely thudding, and a fizzy tingling had begun in her pussy and had shot upward to her breasts...

She sighed and wagged her head. Ah—it's been too long, she thought; too long since I had a ... how long? Three months? It's just that—here I am, in this new position; I don't know anyone yet—at school or anywhere else—first week of school and teaching and all...

Periodically, through the weekend, she found herself thinking of the student, of his stroking his thick stiff throbbing prick, pointing it right at her, and looking at her as he stroked the cock...

The following Monday she was in the middle of her sixth period class; she had given her students problems to be solved, and they were to raise their hands if they needed help. She saw the boy raise his hand and she walked back to him. He sat in the last row in the rear, his desk behind all the others. She stood over him, and he pointed down on his workbook. "I don't understand how to do this," he said. As she looked down she saw that he had his hand on his crotch and was stroking it. She saw that he had a bulging hard-on.

Toward the end of the sixth period, she passed out graded papers to the students; she walked around the room handing the papers to them. When she walked back to his desk to give him his paper she saw that he had pulled his cock out and was stroking it. He looked straight at her as he rubbed his thick stiff throbbing cock.

The bell rang and the students scrambled and dashed for the door—all but Calvin. She noticed that he had made his way to the cloakroom.

Her throat and mouth were suddenly dry; her heart thumped. She got up and walked back to the cloakroom, hesitated, and then opened the door.

The boy stood there stroking his cock. Jeannie looked down at it, and gulped and licked her lips. He walked toward her and tugged his cock up. Jeannie gave out a little gasping sound, and then she went down on her knees, grasped his hips, opened her lips and took the prick in.

The boy clutched her head and drove his dick in her mouth, and she began sucking his cock.

The boy was no virgin; he knew what to do. He let her suck his prick for a few minutes, but he didn't want to shoot his wad in her mouth. He wanted to fuck her. In just a few minutes, he had her down on the floor and was pumping his cock in her pussy,

Jeannie had her arms and legs wrapped around him and was fucking back at him. She was so wrapped up in the fucking that she failed to hear the door of the cloakroom being opened or see the person who had opened it and had stood there for a few minutes watching. The door closed again....

The next day Jeannie was surprised and alarmed to receive a summons to the principal's office. She felt a sense of trepidation about it, and wondered what it could be. Maybe an evaluation, she thought.

She entered the office and looked nervously at the principal, Mr. Stone. He was a heavy-set man with a ruddy complexion and a flinty look. He didn't glare at her but he did fix her with a somber gaze. He stood up from his desk and moved around it and came to within three feet of her. He held a folder.

"Ms. Boyce, I've been reviewing your file," he said. "You've been teaching here for a week." He closed the folder and pitched it onto the desk.

"Yes, sir," she replied. "This makes my second week."

"And how do you like teaching here?"

"Oh, I like it, sir, it's great. Everything about it has been good."

"You want to continue teaching here?"

"Why, yes sir. Very much so."

"Well, I'm afraid that may not be possible."

Jeannie quailed back till her rear end touched against the desk. "Wha ... what, sir? Uh—I mean—I don't understand."

"Well, I'll make it clear to you. Your behavior, your conduct, has been, shall I say, less than becoming. To be specific, you've committed an act, which has no grounds for appeal. I refer to your actions with your student in the cloakroom yesterday."

Jeannie's face blanched and her lower lip dropped. She started to speak, but nothing came out but a stutter.

"Of course, there is no excuse or appeal you can make. Ordinarily, you would be summarily dismissed immediately—terminated, and I don't have to tell you that it would mark the end of your teaching—anywhere. I would be the one to dismiss you—it's up to me."

"Mr. Stone—I don't think—I mean—I—"

"Ms. Boyce, yesterday, when you were in the cloakroom, you didn't see or notice the door being opened and someone seeing you with the student. That someone was I, Ms. Boyce. I saw you and the student, saw what you were doing. So there's no need for you to deny it or try to justify it."

She gulped, wagged her head and looked down. There was nothing she could say.

"As I said, Ms. Boyce, it's up to me, if you are dismissed or not. Now, the way I see it is this: Perhaps something can be worked out. It's up to you, Ms. Boyce."

"Something can be worked out?"

"Yes, Ms. Boyce. You know what I mean. It can be worked out—here and now."

She saw the way he was looking at her body. She also saw the pointed throbbing bulge in his pants. She then realized what the score was. And she also realized that she really had no choice, and there was no decision to be made anyway. Of course she would acquiesce.

"What ... what do you want me to do?" she asked.

He walked over to the door and locked it, and then came back and stood close to her. "You know what to do," he said. He nodded toward her blouse. "The top--and the bottom."

She understood and she complied. She unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off. Then she slid her skirt down. He nodded. "Okay, all the rest too—the top—and the bottom."

She unhooked her bra and pulled it off, and then slid her panties down and off.

Mr. Stone looked at her naked body, and he gave out an "Umm." He reached out and clutched her titties and rubbed and squeezed them. He grasped her behind her legs and lifted and pushed her back onto the desk, and lifted her legs and drew them back. He went down on her, rubbing his mouth on her pussy and sliding his tongue along the slit. He clasped her hips and jammed his tongue in her cunt.

Jeannie gasped at the sensation of his tongue jabbing in her pussy. She thrust her cunt up, pressing it on his mouth.

He slid his tongue out and pulled her forward. He hurriedly unbuckled and unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. He grasped her around her hips and pulled her forward onto his prick.

He drove his thick hard cock up her cunt, digging it in, stuffing it deep. Then he pulled back a few inches and drove it forward again.

Jeannie wrapped her arms around his shoulders and locked her legs around his waist. He then proceeded to fuck her royally.

"Ohh, ahh, umm, ahh," Jeannie gasped and fucked back at him.

He went down on her tits, licking and sucking them as he pumped the meat to her.

"Unh, ahh, ooh—ahh, umm," Jeannie cooed out as he screwed her cunt.

He gave a mighty heave and crammed his cock in her cunt and let her have it. He squirted a gob of cum deep in her pussy.

Jeannie thrust her cunt up and tightened her muscles. Her pussy sucked on his cock, sucking up his cum.

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Jeannie felt good about it. She knew that now she was "protected"; she knew that the principal was on her side, so to speak. She was free—free to suck and fuck, and she intended to do just that.

At the end of the sixth and final period of the school day, Jeannie went to the cloakroom where the fourteen-year-old student had gone. She sucked his cock, and he fucked her mouth. She wrapped her legs around the boy, and he thrust his prick in her cunt. "Ahh—fuck me, boy, fuck your teacher," Jeannie gasped to him, as he pumped his boy cock in his teacher's pussy. "Ah yes, umm—so fucking good," she cooed.

He drove his dick up her cunt and squirted his boy cum deep in her pussy. "Ooh yes—oh sweet fucking boy, ummm yes," she panted as he pumped cum in her cunt.

This is great, Jeannie thought. I can suck and fuck every day here at school ... and there are dozens of students here—boys with nice stiff cocks just waiting to be sucked and to fuck their teacher. And there's the principal Mr. Stone also. I'm going to suck him too.

There was a boy in her third period class that she had her eye on. He was fifteen years old, and big and husky for his age. She got him in the cloakroom, and he couldn't believe his good fortune. His teacher sucked his cock, deep-throating him. Then she got on her hands and knees with her ass sticking up and told him to fuck her from behind. He drove his boy cock up his teacher's rear-end.

Jeannie was in heaven. This is so great, she thought. All the cock I could want is right here in this school. All I could want to fuck me ... all the cock I could want to suck.

hand furiously up and down the shaft of my dick. I quietly moaned to myself and thought of how tight Sarah’s pussy was last night. I pushed the blanket aside and stroked my dick faster.  I closed my eyes and replayed last night in my head. I pictured her riding my dick. The thought of her tight young pussy sliding up and down my cock made me cum. I let out a moan as a load of cum shot from my dick into the air before landing across my stomach.  I cleaned up and hurried off to school.

The school day dragged on especially long today. I sat in English class dreaming about my sister’s pussy still in disbelief that we just spent the night fucking each other’s brains out.  Time couldn’t pass by any slower. All I could think about was rushing home and fucking her before anybody else got home. I rubbed the head of my dick through my jeans. “There is no way I can wait until tonight!” I whispered to myself.  I’m glad I shot off a load this morning before class. Otherwise I’d be leaking cum in my pants. The bell rang just in time. Another minute of rubbing my crotch and I would be needing clean boxers.  Somehow I managed to keep buys for my last few classes.

School was finally over and I rushed home as fast as I could. I got undressed and hopped onto the bed. My dick was already throbbing and I couldn’t wait any longer.  I started to play with myself as I waited for her to get home.  I rubbed my hand back and forth over the head of my cock. A large drop of precum began to build up as I rubbed my cock head in and out of my hand. “If she where her I’d make her lick it off” I said to myself.  I continue to stroke and tease my dick for another 15 to 20 minutes before I stared to wonder why she wasn’t home yet.  I got dressed and walked downstairs thinking I might not have heard the door open. As I walked through the kitchen I noticed a flyer on the fridge about after school soccer try-outs. “Damn! That ha d to be today?” I said disappointedly before heading back upstairs.

It wasn’t until almost 9 when she pulled up the drive riding in moms van. A few minutes later mom came upstairs and poked her head in.

“Hey, honey” she said

“Ok” I answered.

“Well Sarah is having a few friends stay over so you be nice to them”

“Sure mom” I mumbled under my breath.

“Good night!” she said walking down the hall.

“I hope so! “  I said before catching myself. I watched TV for awhile trying to keep myself occupied. The girls start to quite down as it got later so I decided to go downstairs and see what was going on. I walked down the stairs and stopped to peek into the living room. I stood there for a few minutes looking at my sister and her friends. They were all wearing their soccer shorts that could not have been much shorter. I wave to my sister and continue down the hall towards the kitchen. “Fuck she looks so good right now” I mumble to myself. I get a drink and hang out for a few minutes thinking about my sister and her two friends staying over. “Maybe all of us could mess around” I thought bringing on an instant hard-on.  Quietly walk back down the hall toward the living room and peek my head around the corner. I try to get Sarah’s attention but. She looks up and makes eye contact with me but pretends I’m not there. I keep bugging her for a few minutes until she finally walks over.

“What do you want?” she asked annoyed.

“Do you want to do something tonight” I ask trying to keep my voice down.

 “No, my friends are here!” she said and walked back into the living room before I could say anything else. .

As angry and frustrated as I was right then the sight of her thick tan thighs in those tiny shorts turned me on more than ever. “I need that pussy tonight” I said under my breath before heading upstairs to wait.

I rolled over in bed and glanced at the clock. “Sweet, its 1am they should be out by now.” I thought. I would have been fast asleep by now if it weren’t for the massive growth between my legs. I got out of bed threw on my robe and quietly tiptoed down stairs. My sister and one of her friends were sleeping on opposite sides of the couch. I take a step into the living room to get a closer look at my sister’s friend but with no luck. She was wrapped tight in a comforter and dead asleep. My sister on the other hand must have been much warmer. She had changed into a night gown and was only partially covered by a light sheet.  It has been a few minutes and I haven’t heard anybody in the house move. Her other friend must have gone to sleep in my sisters room I figured.  I stood there quietly for awhile to make sure everyone was sound asleep.  I began rubbing my dick as while I watched her sleep in the glow of television. I couldn’t resist anymore. I needed that pussy.  I pulled my cock out the front of my boxers and slowly walked toward the couch.  I looked down at her friend to check if she was still asleep. “Look at those pouty pink lips” I said in my head. She was out like a log. She slept with her mouth slightly open. “This girl’s mouth is so hot!” my dick began to jump. I grabbed my shaft leaned closer toward her and pushed the head of my cock between her lips. “Oh my god this is hot!” I whispered to myself as I watched my dick slide between her soft plump lips while she slept.  I slowly pulled my dick away from her mouth leaving a strand of precum on her lips.

My sister was lying on her back with her plump little ass up in the air. I stood admiring my sister’s firm long legs and stroked my dick in my hand. I reached over and carefully pulled off the sheet that was covering her midsection.  Her night gown was hiked up exposing the lower half of her nice round ass. I stuck a finger between her thighs, brushed across her panties and pulled them to the side. I very carefully positioned myself over her and let the head of my dick rub against her ass crack. Bit by bit Lowered myself down onto her.  My dick was resting in the crack of her ass throbbing with excitement.  I positioned my dick against her pussy and pushed forward sliding the head of my dick between her hot wet lips.

“What the hell are you doing” She said in a drowsy confused voice. “Get off of me.” She squealed. And try to wiggle away and push me off of her.

“Shah” I whispered in her ear as I pulled back then pumped my hips  pushing my  dick against her tight opening  before she pulls away.  I lean down on to her pinning her under my body weight. “You’re not going anywhere” I whisper before thrusting   into her.  She gasped loudly as my dick plunged deep into her pussy.  Again burying my dick in her tight pussy. I reached up put my hand on the back her head and held her face down into the couch, and pumped my dick deeper and deeper into her tight pussy. My dick feels soo good sliding in her young unexpecting pussy.  I begin to fuck her harder, my balls smacking her ass as I pumped my dick inside her. She stops resisting and starts pushing her ass back onto my dick. “That feels so good!” I/ I push up onto of her further pushing deeper into her wet hole.  Her body starts to tremble beneath me and her muffled moans get louder. I thrust harder and deeper in her pussy making her scream. I pump my hips fucking her harder and faster. Her body tenses up she grabs onto the couch and holds on tightly as I continue to pound her harder and faster. I can feel the pressure building in my balls and want to cum so badly. Ram my dick deeper and deeper into her pussy hitting bottom with every stroke. My long hard shaft begins to throb stretching her pussy wider. Her entire body clenches up as she screams into the pillow. I can feel her pussy squeezing tightly around my dick as she cums again and again. I furiously pump my cock into her constricting snatch. She moans into the couch again gripping my cock in her hole. With all of my strength I push deep inside her pussy as I begin to cum.  My dick throbs and pulses filling her insides with my hot cum……

To be continued.

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