Ken felt a special sense of pride in what he had accomplished. After all, he reasoned, he had used a lot of strategy to get Linda Livingstone to watch him jacking off. Recognizing the fact that he could have gotten into a lot of trouble himself if the principal stepped in, he knew the excuse that he would instantly make. Now that he had something on her he reasoned it might not be a bad idea to see if he could have sex with her.
A couple of weeks later after school he stayed and spoke with her.
"What is it you want?" Linda demanded disgustedly. "I should think you have bothered me enough."
Shaking his head he smiled at her.
"I'm sorry," he told her, "but you still could give me a very good time."
"If you try anything in here again," she warned him, "I'm gonna make trouble for you and plenty of it."
Paying little attention to what she was saying, he simply asked for her phone number.
"I'd like to get together with you tonight," he told her, "and we could have a real good time."
It got her disgusted that he was so bold as to ask for her phone number.
"Why should I give it to you?" she demanded, glaring at him.
"Because," he said in a soft, quiet voice, "it might be good for your teaching career."
He laughed as he spoke. She got the point.
"Just because I watched you," she told him angrily, "doesn't mean you can involve me."
Figuring that he would give her a tough time, he walked away.
"You were right," he said. "The last time I tried to make it with you, you suggested that I really should contact a counselor about my problem. Maybe I should go downstairs and tell the male counselor that you put the make on me. How does that grab you?"
Shuddering, she walked over to him.
"You wouldn't do anything that desperate, would you?" she demanded.
Nodding, he told her he would.
"All right," Linda shook her head, "I'll talk to you. I'll talk to you about tonight. This is the wrong place."
Figuring that he might as well be agreeable now as he could get what he wanted later, Ken nodded and smiled at her.
"Thank you," he told her.
She gave him her phone number and that night he called her up.
"I've been thinking it over," Linda Livingstone said quickly, "and I can always claim that you tried to rape me. How does that grab you, tiger?"
It surprised him to see what imagination she had.
"You make me laugh," he quipped. "You wouldn't dare. By the time they tried to figure out who was lying, you'd be out hunting for a job."
Linda knew what he said was true.
"All right, damn it," she told him. "I guess you can come to my place – but you'd better never tell anybody."
Finally she gave Ken her address. It didn't take him long to get in his car and drive over to her place. As he went up to her apartment, he could imagine all of the exciting things he would do to her.
When he tapped on the door and Linda appeared, she was wearing a very conservative dress. It was obvious that she intended to make him beg for it.
"Come in," she said reluctantly.
He hadn't been in more than a couple of moments before she began reading him the riot act.
"I'm not afraid of you," she told him. "I'm not afraid of you at all. You're just a horny young kid. But mark my words, if you cause trouble for me I can cause trouble for you. Now if you want me to sit here and watch you jack off, all right. But I'm not gonna do anything with you. Have you got that straight?"
It was becoming obvious to Ken that he had to start thinking fast.
"All right," he told her, "I'm gonna ask you for what I want and you're gonna cooperate."
Finally he got his point across to her.
"Take off your clothes," he insisted.
Linda Livingstone was so angry now that she couldn't look at him.
"I said, take off your clothes," the young boy repeated.
The school teacher stood there transfixed for a tense moment.
"I guess you don't hear very well," Ken said as he headed for the door.
The menacing tone in his voice indicated to her that he planned on making trouble for her if he could.
"Be reasonable," Linda begged.
Ken went over to her and smiled sadistically.
"How about just letting me massage you?" he asked her.
Sighing heavily, Linda shook her head.
"I… I don't want you to touch me," she said.
"That's too bad," Ken replied disgustedly, "because I want to fuck you. I hope you don't mind."
At this point she got the message as the young teenage student started stripping.
"Don't take off your clothes in here," Linda objected.
"I want you to undress, too," he said with disgust.
Figuring that possibly might be the end of it if she did comply and let him see her naked body, Linda reluctantly agreed.
"All right, Ken, if it means so much to you I'll let you look at me. But that's all. Do you understand?"
He smiled as he removed his shirt and tossed it on a chair. Then he removed his pants and his shorts. When Linda saw his huge cock she gasped with fright and shock.
"I don't like you showing your big cock around here," she complained. "Look, I'm not a whore. Why don't you find a woman like that to take care of you?"
It was getting Ken excited just seeing how upset she became. Going over to her, he let his hand gently caress her bosoms. Even though he could only press against her flesh through the material, it excited him enormously.
"Please," he told her, "just take off your clothes."
Finally Linda removed her blouse for him. When he caught sight of her curvaceous bosoms nestled in a half-cup bra he became so aroused he could hardly stand it.
"You're beautiful," he whispered in awe.
His fingers unfastened her bra and then he looked at her naked breasts.
"Let's be honest," he told her. "I'm so excited now I really need you. If I could just suck on them."
Linda was being drawn deeper into the web of the young student's sexuality and she didn't know how to stop.
"Please, please, don't do anything more," Linda begged.
"You're just coming out of your shell," he told her. "Be courageous. You've been looking for someone to take care of you. Come on, take off your skirt."
For some strange reason Linda listened to him. She got to her feet and suddenly began removing her skirt. When he caught sight of her panties that did it. Tugging at the elastic waistband of her blue lacy panties, he let his hand slide inside. Ken loved the feel of the silky smooth fabric of her panties as he gently ran his finger tips over the sheer fabric. When he felt of her hot, naked buttocks flesh he became so aroused he knew that he had to have sex with her.
"Ohhh, beautiful," he whispered as he let his index finger slip into her vagina.
"You're sick," Linda said angrily. "You shouldn't be doing things like this."
Regardless of the fact she said he was sick, her pussy was slick. He pumped his index finger rhythmically in and out of her juicy vagina and decided it was time to get more.
"You deserve to be fucked," he told her.
Ken stripped her enticing blue panties off completely. But before he tossed them to the floor, he brought the filmy fabric up to his cheek, then stroked it caressingly against his reddened cheeks, smiling knowingly at the teacher. His pulsing penis stood up to greater attention as he tossed the lacy panties aside, then wrapped his arms around Linda, pressing his lips hotly on hers.
"Please, don't hurt me," she said nervously.
His hungry eyes stared at her. He loved the sight of her naked body. It was almost as if he couldn't get enough of her. Her sheer panties lay on the floor and Ken's eyes dropped to the enticing sight of the delicate puff of lace. He thought of how smoothly they had covered Linda's naked hips with a sensual elegance that he'd never seen before. Ken remembered all the other girls he'd fucked and the panties they'd worn, those silky, lacy, sheer fragments of delicate fabric that had caused his cock to race and pulse to incredible dimensions. It was strange, he thought, how each girl had almost seemed to have a style according to the type of panties she wore. Vividly he recalled the open-crotched nylon panties of Cindy, her moist tufts of pubic hair peeking through the opening in a welcome caress as his finger tips had played through the opening. As he looked at Betty, Ken realized that here was a woman of far greater refinement, but her panties had brought Ken equally enthralling sensations as he watched her sensuous form squirming beneath the glistening nylon fabric just before he'd slid them off her trembling thighs and down her smooth legs.
"I want to admire your body," Ken looked at Betty pleadingly.
As he glanced down at her pussy she suddenly realized that he wanted to fuck her. Linda felt helpless to resist. He could do anything he wanted to her. He was twice as strong as she was and determined to have his way.
Slowly her face turned red with embarrassment.
"Now," he told her, "I want to lick your cunt."
As he looked at the completely exposed triangle of pubic hair between her legs, Ken licked his lips hungrily.
"Please, don't talk like that, Ken. What's wrong with you?"
Ken smiled. "I'm horny, that's what's wrong," he told her. "Now why don't you reach for my prick and pull on it?"
Reaching forward, the teacher felt she might satisfy him before he forced himself on her. She gripped his tense penis and pulled in a rhythmic motion. Betty kept pulling with her fingers, jacking his cock off at a steady, slow rhythm. The slit in the head of his cock opened and closed with each steady beat of her hand. A gleaming drop of pre-seminal fluid oozed out onto his cock head. Ken gasped with delight.
"That's what I like," he said as his fingers moved up and down over her smooth, naked skin, always avoiding the triangle of hair between her lithe, long legs.
"Faster, baby," he panted. "Hmmmm, ohhh, yes."
A steady trickle of gleaming cock fluid was oozing up and out of his cock head now. It gathered at the slit at the crown of his cock until the whole upper portion of his prick was covered with a layer of the sticky stuff, then spilled loose and ran down the sides of his shaft.
"Keep doing it, baby," he exclaimed excitedly. "Spread my juice up and down. Oh, wow!"
The muscles in his belly tensed and relaxed again. He grunted with excitement and squirmed as she pumped his penis ever harder.
"Let's sit down here," he gestured to the sofa as he glanced down into her little forest of curly pubic hair. "I'll just lean back and let you pull it."
As Linda pulled on his huge penis another surge of sticky pre-seminal fluid oozed up and out of his prick and spilled over her fingers. He was spreading all of his cock fluid in her hand. Even though she hated doing this for him she figured it might be a way of avoiding being forced into sex. All at once she felt his hand reaching over to her vagina. He drove his index finger inside of her pussy.
"Ohh, Ken," Linda gasped and squirmed.
She fought like a madwoman to escape what was happening to her. But he was determined that he was going to finger her cunt. His probing finger continued sliding inside of her.
"Now you jack me," he told her as her fingers still tightly clasped around his pulsing penis as he forced her to jack him faster than ever.
Fantastic sensations of erotic pleasure began shooting through Linda's vagina almost immediately. Her luscious legs trembled, her whole body shaking with a mixture of shock and excitement. Wave after wave of strange sensation surged up through her body. Never in her life had she felt anything so exciting, so strange, so beautiful. Ken grinned as he watched the expression of lust transform her face. He shoved his finger all the way up inside her, burying it to the hilt then began slipping it out again. She moved about as he stabbed it in and out slowly in a gentle fucking motion.
"Ohhhh, Ken," she panted, "it feels so good."
She moaned and closed her eyes, giving herself completely to the delightful sensations surging through her pussy.
"Ohhh, Ken, you don't know how good this feels to me."
Ken gasped. Another surge of sticky cock fluid was oozing up out of his penis. His prick was swelling up even bigger than ever and it was throbbing so hard that it seemed to have a life of its own.
"Ahhh," Linda moaned like a little girl, as he thrust his finger in and out of her juicing cunt.
The sensations of pleasure mounted up inside of her pussy as he began twisting his finger around while he forced it clear up inside her as far as it would go, "Ohhh, stop it, stop it," she pleaded.
Her eyes opened wide and she looked at him with a lustful urgency. She had enjoyed it so much that it tormented her. And now every muscle in Ken's body went stiff. He raised his buttocks up off the sofa and gasped with delight as she jacked his cock hard. However, he knew it was time to fuck her and fuck her fast.
"Roll over, baby," he said as he pulled his finger from her pussy and pushed her hand off his cock.
Reluctantly Linda released her grip on his throbbing manhood. And then as she rolled over, he spread her legs and quickly plunged his rigid manhood inside of hen Ken had a good idea of what he was going to do now, and he was wasting no time. He could feel her pussy juices surging around his cock as he rhythmically fucked her.
"Fuck it, fuck it," he told her passionately. "That's how you do it. Fuck!"
With driving determination he continued slicing it in her. He could feel her spasming. His cock was lubricated with her cunt juices, but he still hadn't cum. Ken was determined that he was going to have a wild fuck.
"I'm gonna screw your ass," he exclaimed excitedly as he pulled his prick out of her sticky pussy and held her buttocks up.
When it was difficult to stick his cock in her asshole at this angle, he rolled her over.
"Just lie there," he told her. "You're gonna get your ass screwed."
Parting Linda's buttocks, Ken stabbed his rigid cock right up her rectum.
"Up your asshole," he exclaimed as he felt her tight ass muscles seize his prick.
The lubrication that her cunt had provided was giving him a wild workout. So excited now that she couldn't resist him, Linda threw her arms around Ken and reached down to clasp his buttocks. Squeezing his ass cheeks she shoved back to meet his driving cock jabs.
"Ohhh," he exclaimed passionately, "that's what I like. Now you're fucking. Fuck me, fuck me!"
He enjoyed raping her asshole. It was tight all right. When she twisted around fireworks flashed in his balls. It wasn't going to be much longer until he unloaded.
"Milk it," he grunted. "Grab it."
He gripped her ass cheeks as he rammed his rigid cock right up her tight anus.
"Ohhh," he panted as he sodomized her brutally. "You've got a beautiful tight ass."
The lurid fuck was driving Linda out of her mind. She milked his prick with her ass muscles.
"Ohhh," he gasped, "I love it. Keep screwing your butt."
The determination and drive in his cock stabs had him driving in wild abandon into the tight recesses of her forbidden anus. Reaching around, he let his index finger slip inside of her pussy. Gripping the bud of her clitoris Ken squeezed it as he rhythmically rode into her.
Just as he was about to unload his cum the telephone rang.
"Don't answer," he warned her.
It was too late. Linda picked up the phone and begged for help. It didn't matter. Ken got his rocks off.
As his semen spurted up her asshole she told a friend of hers on the phone what was happening.
Finishing his fuck off, he eased his prick from her butt.
"You shouldn't have done that," he warned her.
She was exhausted now and collapsed on the sofa. However, before he could get out of her apartment, sirens sounded and he knew he had to make a run for it. Slipping into his shorts and putting on his pants quickly, he didn't even bother to tie his shoelaces as he wrapped his shirt and coat around himself and ran.
It was unsuccessful as the officers trapped him.
When Ken called his folks from Juvenile Hall, they were not surprised. They knew that he'd been getting into trouble, but they never knew it was anything as perverse and debasing as sodomizing his teacher.
Ken talked his problems over with a juvenile authority and tried to understand how he'd become involved in this vile syndrome of sex. He recalled vividly the panty fetish that seemed to trigger something within his erotic responses. The counselor made a note of this and also tried to guide him to a new understanding of how to satisfy his sexual needs without resorting to such desperate measures.