The Henry Robbins School in Boulder wasn't quite what Jeannette had expected, it was far more permissive than the previous schools she'd taught in and it made Jeannette more than a little nervous to be confronted with her class every day. The girls were easy for her but the boys were something else, she was always having to deal with sexual innuendos and outrageous behavior, at first she had handled it by herself but more and more she had been sending boys to the Principal's office and she was becoming quite unpopular with them.
The Principal, Tom Packer, told her over and over again not to take the boys so seriously, they were only exercising their new-found freedom, he pleaded with her. Jeannette, however, was not so convinced, she was threatened by them and they knew it and it made her feel more than a little uncomfortable. On more than one occasion she had gotten the distinct feeling that the boys would lock her in the classroom one day and try to rape her, she always made sure that she wasn't alone with them.
The last school that Jeannette had taught in had been mostly female teachers with a sprinkling of men, most of whom were safely either old or married. The Henry Robbins School, however, was a different matter. There were only three other female teachers in the school besides Jeannette, the bulk of the staff being male, in fact the whole school had a strong male vibration, even the Principal Tom Packer was a bachelor and a handsome one at that!
Since Jeannette had been at the school however, she had been dating Jules Frank, he was a science master, also a bachelor and quite a catch. She had made it clear to him from their first date that he would have to go slowly, she didn't tell him about her husband, nor in fact that she was still married but she did indicate to him that she had been more than burned-out with male relationships and wanted to take her time getting to know him. Jules was getting impatient however, and in truth so was she. Although Dennis had fucked her so brutally and cruelly, she had been fucked and since arriving in Boulder she hadn't felt a man's penis inside of her, and much to her surprise she was beginning to feel horny, very horny. She had noticed of late how when she took a shower her nipples would harden and quiver excitedly from the contact with the towel, how her pussy would pulsate at times when she looked at Jules, she wasn't quite sure yet what she was going to do about it, but she knew that she would have to do something quite soon.
She looked at her watch now, it was almost seven o'clock, time for Jules to pick her up. They were going out to dinner and to a movie and they would have to jam if they were going to get everything into the evening they wanted to do, who knows, mused Jeannette, surprised herself that she was even thinking this way, who knows, perhaps tonight I'll give myself to Jules, he wants me so badly I know.
"That was a fabulous evening, Jules," Jeannette purred, a voice sounding slightly slurred from the drinks she had had over dinner, "would you like to come in and have a nightcap?"
Jules Frank felt his penis lurch in his pants at the thought of being inside Jeannette's house, this late at night, usually she left him at the door and he had to go home and take care of himself. Tonight, though, he had noticed a different gleam in her eyes, almost seductive and it surprised him after what she had told him when they had first met.
He wasn't a man to turn down such an offer though and immediately nodded his head enthusiastically, "love one Jeannette, fuel me up for the ride home," thinking wickedly to himself that hopefully he wouldn't be going back out in the cold again, not that night anyway!
Jeannette knew she was playing with fire, but she didn't care, she had a right to do whatever she wanted, she justified in her mind as she poured Jules a larger snifter of brandy, watching admiringly as he lit a fire in the hearth, and anyway he's my friend, why shouldn't he come into the house for a nightcap!
The two teachers sat quietly by the fire, drinking their brandy, both very aware of each other's presence, both thinking how nice it would be to be in each other's arms, yet neither of them daring to make the move. Suddenly, Jules realized that it was now or never and leaning over he placed a warmly loving kiss on his fellow teacher's lips.
Jeannette felt Jules' hot moist lips on hers and felt a little tingle of excitement run up and down her thigh, realizing that it was beginning again, would she be as frigid with Jules as she was with her husband. Suddenly the thought of her husband made her start and she pushed Jules away from her, her face registering the look of a frightened deer.
"What is it Jeannette," Jules asked quietly, "I want you, you know that and whoever hurt you before wasn't me, remember I'm someone else."
The frightened young teacher looked at Jules now and realized that she was being silly, he wasn't going to hurt her like her husband, he was a gentle, kind man. She rose now, taking Jules by the hand and with a womanly quality she had never known herself to have before she led him into the bedroom.
Jules was overjoyed, suddenly he felt close to his prize, close to the bet even that he had taken with the Principal that he would get the new teacher in bed before the month was out. He liked Jeannette, he liked her a lot, and he lusted after her body wildly, he could hardly believe that she was inviting him into her bedroom and he wondered whatever had made her change her mind – he didn't stop to think however, whatever it was, he would fuck her, by God he would fuck her that very night.
The pair of teachers began to undress slowly, hardly daring to look at each other until they were totally naked, Jules drew in his breath as he looked at the voluptuous body of the lovely woman standing before him realizing that he had been right all along, she was one hell of a woman. He knelt before her now, stroking her thighs, hearing her moan incessantly as he ran his tongue up and down her inner thigh. He picked her up then and gently laying her down on the bed, he parted her legs further, raising her knees a bit by placing her bare feet on top of his strong thighs. Through her toes, Jeannette could feel his rock hard penis and the bristly hairs of his pelvis. She tried to remove her foot, but he merely grasped her ankle and moved it up until the toes were actually resting on the wildly pulsating flesh of his mammoth penis itself.
Suddenly the beautiful young teacher jolted as she felt Jules' finger touch her vagina, his thumbs peeling back the inviting wetly red cavern of tender flesh and she heard her own breath start to come in ragged pants as the desire in her own body started to take over. She could feel his hands gently massaging her inner thighs as he spread her legs wider to a point where she was almost incapable of resisting, should she decide to suddenly change her mind. Then another jolt shot through her as his thumbs pressed against the expectant flesh and gently parted the tingling hair-lined lips. He slithered forward once again, his head abruptly bowed, and his hot hungry mouth fastened on her gently pulsating clitoris.
"Ahhhhhhhhh, no!" she said loudly, realizing suddenly the danger she was subjecting herself to.
Jules however paid no attention to Jeannette's cries, his mouth now had begun a gentle sucking motion on her outer cuntal lips, sucking them in and out in rhythm with the quick flickering of his tongue on her erect little clitoris.
"Stop it," Jeannette screamed, her brown curls bobbing frantically, "I've changed my mind, I don't want to do this."
Jeannette cringed now as Jules' hands massaged her quivering buttocks and quaking inner thighs. His lips – now hot and eager – were kissing and sucking her wetly cringing cunt. Sparks of unwanted delight were arching throughout the overly sensitive nerve ends up between her open thighs. Then, without warning, his tongue – hotly animated with a life all its own – shot like a hungry shark into the warmly wet cavern of her vagina. Down his probing tongue went, even deeper, until it was lodged like a small inquisitive penis fully inside her hollowed secret place.
"Aaaaagggggghhhhh, gaaaaaahhhh… Please, no," she writhed helplessly beneath him, "No, Jules, no, you can't do it. I don't want you to do it any more, please… please oh pulllll-eeeessssss…" The words spilled from her laxly open mouth even as her abdomen, with volition, rose in a wild eagerness to meet his voracious mouth.
Jules was grinning to himself knowing that he had got her going and knowing that he wasn't going to stop.
He pulled his mouth away and was delighted to hear her low moan of disappointment. He thought: I'm really going to turn her on now. And he laughed to himself, knowing she was going to be a very hot little piece before he got through with her. He decided to play her along. "I think, we'd better try that again," he grinned.
The heatedly aroused young teacher tried to sit upright, but his strongly dominating arms kept her pressed back against the bed. "No," she said, trying to gain control of her runaway emotions, "Jules, I've changed my mind, I told you that."
Jules merely smiled at his fellow teacher, tweaking her quiveringly erect clitoris, causing her to jump wildly. "I don't believe you," he smiled obscenely, as he bent his head forward again feasting his eyes on the ripe red lips of her vagina, framed so erotically with sparse, soft brown pubic hair. From her eagerly engorged clitoris, one droplet of hotly seeping vaginal juice glistened in the light; to Jules it was honey oozing from that sexually inflamed rosebud.
Jeannette moaned in mortal shame – feeling her own body betraying her – as Jules' tongue slowly and deliberately licked the soft brown curls of pubic hair aside to expose the seeping cavern leading to her innermost femaledom. She felt him breathe against her clitoris, and even the expulsion of his hot breath sent shooting tingles of ecstasy throughout her entire abdomen. Her voluptuous young body jerked automatically as once again the quivering tongue returned to her heatedly quivering vaginal opening. This time he was licking – like a thirsty animal lapping up sweet life-giving water – licking from her clitoris to her cringing anus. An agonized groan bubbled out of her lips. Valiantly, she made another half effort to escape him – knowing now that she was within seconds of losing all control. Never had she felt anything so wildly wicked, so wantonly wonderful as this, Dennis had never done anything like this to her, always fucking her quickly and brutally and leaving her quite unfulfilled.
"Please… Oh, God… Please stop… pulllll-eeze…" His long, hot probing tongue suddenly entered full-length into her aching pussy, and she screamed, "Ahhhhh…" The young teacher felt saliva bubble at the corners of her opened mouth, and she couldn't stop tossing back and forth. She wailed in desperate longing and unwilling passion as his tongue curled around her clitoris and his lips made lewd sucking noises at her primitively pulsating cuntal mouth. "Stop…" she said weakly, and she knew it was the last gasp of her dying decency. She felt his head shake and she knew it was all over.
Jeannette could hardly believe what was happening to her, she was being tongue fucked and eaten – yes, eaten alive.
Jules was forced to slip his hands under her buttocks when her wildly squirming pelvis kept slipping out of his mouth. He massaged the softly resilient cheeks of her ass as though he were kneading warm bread dough, then slipped one outstretched finger down the anal crevice and found the tiny quivering ring that would open her rectum. She jerked upward when the finger began making its resolute invasion, but the upward movement of her body only drove his tongue deeper into her hotly pulsing vaginal well. She cried out aloud, but her words were unintelligible. With one sudden, almost vicious movement, Jules' finger wormed into the tightly cringing little anus – going in as far as the middle knuckle.
"Gaaaaaaaggghshhh ohhhhhhh," she groaned. "Stop!" Jules' only answer was to make his tongue flicker like summer lightning across her blood-infused clitoris. He began moving his finger in and out of the squirming reluctant rectum.
Jeannette's mind was in a whirl, nothing mattered anymore to her except that deliciously fucking tongue bringing her to what she knew was going to be her first climax. Jules' tongue was a passport to a land of wild uninhibited passion and pleasure never before entered by her body and she wanted it.
The wantonly writhing teacher was only vaguely aware when Jules, without removing his mouth, drew her legs up and around his neck. Jeannette's buttocks clenched beneath his touch, and she cried out deliriously when a second finger joined the first in her rectum. When they were pulled out, she groaned in disappointment until, abruptly, she felt his tongue leaving her vagina and seek out the now slightly stretched little cavern. She screamed in uncontrollable rapture as his tongue licked sensuously against the tightly puckered little ring and then pushed its way in. The hedonistic pleasure was a runaway forest fire flaming through her! She could feel it roaring up the hills and canyons of her quaking flesh until suddenly, without warning, it crowned in one raging inferno of sexual bliss.
"Don't… do… that…" she cried, giving lie to her words by spreading her legs further apart and lifting her hotly aroused pelvis so he could get in deeper. The sound of her own lust-constricted voice brought tears to her eyes, for she realized that this was total degradation. For the first time in her life she had lost control of her traitorous body. Oh, God, nothing – nothing ever had been like this wildly plunging tongue that aroused her to this passion peak of willing subservience. And, finally, she fell back no longer fighting anything he did to her – made completely helpless by her own lust-incited body.
Jules changed tactics as he suddenly felt the fight go out of his fellow teacher. He began licking again – knowing, even if she didn't – that her hotly clutching and strangely clenching pussy was getting close to a shattering orgasm. He licked on and on – moving from clitoris to anus – deliberately touching at every spot where he knew there was a nerve ending.
Jeannette lay there feeling pleasure wash over her like a warm roaring tide, and her woman's body began crying out for fulfillment. She wondered dimly if it were possible to reach a climax this way. Then, barely conscious, her wildly squirming hips swivelled out of control grinding her hungrily clasping vagina harder and harder up into his eager face.
And then she felt it. She knew it was coming – that the gates to the wild untamed land so long denied her were swinging open. She had no idea what it would be like in that other country; she waited breathlessly as the approach appeared. Now, with Jules' fevered mouth clamped on her throbbing little clitoris, she began experiencing the first flush of her overpowering climax. Her vaginal walls began automatically squeezing, cervix dipping and rising in time to music only it could hear, clitoris shorting out in a blaze of fiery sparks! Even her rectum clenched and unclenched rapidly in a wild rhythm of its own.
Jules heard loud mewls of pleasure break out her wetly parted lips, and her tautly quivering breasts reddened, mottled, then turned almost magenta as the staining blood pumped into them. Her abdomen whipped back and forth like an insane pile driver! He felt her hands reach down viciously in a lust-maddened attempt to shove his face, nose, tongue, teeth, eyebrows, mustache, head and all deep inside her voraciously churning loins.
She was there! She was there! "Ahhhhhh! Aaaaaahhhhh Ohhhhhhhhhhh… aiiiiieeeee, I'm cumming… I'm cummmminnnnnnnggg!" And then she was jerking helplessly up against his face, her body pumping up and down in wild and uncontrolled abandon as the cataclysmic orgasm ripped like a powerful earthquake through her entire being. She was only vaguely aware of his hands groping and reaching, teasing her breasts and rectum while his tongue continued its insanely beautiful licking at the desperately throbbing entrance to her very soul.
Half an eternity later, Jeannette heard Jules moaning in her ear, as he nibbled and breathed sensually into it, "I'm going to fuck you now."
And she heard her desperate, almost hysterical voice say, "No… no… you can't."
But Jules wasn't listening now, she was ready to be fucked and he knew it, her moistly quivering pussy was enough to tell him that she was ready, quickly then, before she could protest, Jules lifted and draped Jeannette's knees up across his shoulders and dropped between her open thighs. His savagely throbbing cock was impatient to begin the invasion of this promised land. His breath was coming hoarsely now, and he knew he could not deny his prick its well-earned reward any longer. He pressed forward. The head of his cock touched the wetly fevered cuntal lips and her moan rose up to him. He let his throbbing shaft stay there for a moment, savoring the feeling of her soft resilient pubic hair against his aching glans. He pressed in, and felt the hardened rod of flesh slowly slip about an inch into her warmly cringing pussy.
"Oh, you're hurting, you're hurting," she moaned, "hurry up."
"As you say, ma'am," Jules grinned savagely, then he grunted and with one smooth stroke shoved it all the way in.
"Aaaaaaggghhhhh," she screamed, and the sound of her agony filled the little house. She was being split apart – torn asunder like a recalcitrant slave put between two draft horses. Her fingernails dug against his hairy chest and her legs splayed out wide in an effort to alleviate the pain. But it was no use. The white inexorable drill moved deeper into her defensively contracting belly. "No… stop! You're killing me…" And then Jeannette felt his hugely distended penis slam against her cervix and his testicles slap hard against her defenselessly upturned rectum. He was all the way into her; deeper by at least three inches than her husband had ever been. Her body was a sheet of red agonized flame – a flame that surged and swept upward like a fire storm with each pulsating beat of her tortured young vagina. Her breath was coming so hoarsely that she actually had to force words from her painfully contorted lips.
"Don't move it… Please." And then the tears began flowing… tears of pain and shame.
Jules knew he had let his emotions get the better of him. That one savage plunge into her helpless body was something he had not planned to do. He had wanted to take it easy – by stages – and bring her to a mewling chant of desire where she would beg… beg… beg!! He was afraid he might have injured her; he knew he had hurt her. She was so terribly tight, he hadn't realized she would be so tight!
Jeannette felt the cruel impalement up between her thighs, wanting desperately to have him take it out but afraid that the withdrawal would be as painful as the entry. She had never before in her life been so filled up there! It seemed as if her stomach was being stretched upward and outward from his instrument of maledom. And for the vagina itself; she knew beyond a doubt that it had ripped and was bleeding. She could even feel what she thought was blood trickling down the crevice between her buttocks. Had she looked, however, she would have realized – as the science teacher did – -that the viscous fluid came solely from the tortured walls of her vagina pouring out additional heated lubricant… a defensive slipperiness that would permit the sheath to accommodate the sword.
Jeannette took a deep shuddering breath, and Jules felt her abdominal muscles involuntarily pull upward with the expulsion of her breath. Her cervix dipped in reaction and scraped across the hotly throbbing head of his cock. He twitched. She moaned again. Then, miraculously, Jules felt her moistly warm vaginal lips themselves – tightly clasped like elastic around the end of his penis – move slightly.
The young teacher was not aware of her body responding automatically to the invasion. All she knew, for sure, was the pain seemed to be lessening a bit. She swallowed and her muscles relaxed to permit passage of the saliva from mouth to stomach. With the relaxation of these muscles, other tissues and tendons in the area of the cervix crept forward.
To Jules it was as though an expert massage artist were at work down there on the lust-sensitive head of his warmly surrounded prick. He twitched his cock, making it jerk upward inside her. This time, the only reaction from her was a brief grimace which might have been pain or something else. Now was the time, he thought. The bitch is ready for some real fucking, providing it's done gently at first.
Jules felt all her muscles suddenly tighten again as though she were attempting to protect herself from any feeling whatsoever.
"Relax," he crooned. "Just relax… I won't hurt you any more."
She sighed. "All… right. But please hurry. It still hurts."
Very very slowly, Jules began pulling back a bit. Her vaginal lips clung like a tight rubber band to the trunk of his penis – they seemed almost reluctant to let it leave. But Jules had no thoughts of leaving. He flexed the cheeks of his buttocks which caused his cock to throb in the tightly clinging passage. One flicker of pleasure crossed Jeannette's face. It was a momentary thing, but enough to let him know he was on the right track. When he had pulled about three inches of his long desire-hardened penis out of her wetly clasping pussy, he stopped. Then, slowly again… very slowly… he pushed it in, feeling it slip erotically through the warmly slickened walls of soft flesh.
Jeannette had felt him start to pull out and was surprised that there was no pain in the withdrawal. She felt his mammoth penis twitch and was pleased at the delight this one little motion brought her. She felt withdrawal stop and was surprised that the rebellious part of her mind was glad it wasn't being pulled out after all. Then she felt him move in again to the deepest depths of her womb and was delighted how very pleasurable it was. She could feel every muscular ridge on the thick trunk of his cock pressing out against the heatedly quivering walls of her vagina.
Within moments, he was slowly and tantalizingly pumping in and out of her. "No… ugh… you mustn't… Ugh… ugh…" She began, realizing that her pelvis was beginning to involuntarily elevate upward to meet him. God, her body was coming completely alive. She could suddenly feel everything, could feel the heat of his ears, as she clasped her knees against his head, could feel her nakedly exposed rectum throbbing in what she feared was expectation, could feel her breasts crying out for attention.
Now Jules began to rotate his hips, grinding his massively hardened penis deeper and deeper into her tight little cunt. He was not the least bit surprised to find an answering rotation movement coming from her. He had known the young teacher was beginning to heat up… in another minute or two, she would be ready for almost anything. Patiently, he rocked above her, stroking into her wetly clasping cunt with a long easy rhythm.
And then, in spite of her initial revulsion at being made love to by a man who was almost a stranger, Jeannette's mouth was beginning to open and close with passion. She no longer cared about anything but this long beautiful cock sawing into her as though she were a violin and it a bow – bringing with it a wild savage music she had never heard before. Gone were the thoughts of pride, or morals, of anything except the feeling… and a music older than Adam and Eve themselves.
With considerable surprise and pleasure, Jules suddenly felt her go wild beneath him. For a second, he thought she was cumming; then he realized that the cunt's motor had just been put into gear. It had only been idling before. Smiling triumphantly, he moved up higher on her body and without breaking his rhythm began nibbling at her breast.
"Agggghhhh," she moaned, feeling not only his hot lips on her sensitively aroused nipple but a new and even more wonderful sensation as his cock began really pressing against her clitoris. She dipped and revolved her pelvis hungrily keeping the clitoris in contact with his rigidly pistoning pole of flesh.
Jules, feeling the first vestiges of control leaving his body, began fucking into her with ever-increasing force. He lengthened the stroke, drawing his wildly throbbing cock almost all the way out before slamming it down home again. Faster and faster he worked. She met him each time. Her vaginal lips caressed his driving shaft as it went in – wetly sucked and massaged it as it came out. His scrotum was beginning to tighten – to swell – and he knew his time of release was coming close.
Jeannette's body was rocking from side to side now as she soared rapidly toward a pinnacle. Her head tossed back and forth like a buoy in a stormy sea and her breath whistled and rasped out of her in animal-like cries of passion. My God, she thought, I'm going to cum again. Never… never before had anything felt as wonderful as this. This man had mouthed her cunt until she was helpless with desire; he had made her reach a climax for the first time in her life! And now… and now! That gigantic wonderfully throbbing godhead was causing her senses to leave her. His huge penis had filled her with insane pleasure, and it was peaking… she was peaking! She fought her own climax; she didn't want it… because it would mean the end of it… he would leave her… he would pull his warm hardness out of her. And surprisingly, she began weeping. She was nothing more than a common slut! "Oh God!" she screamed.
Jules wanted her to cum first; he wasn't sure how close she was. Abruptly, he stopped.
"Don't stop now," she screamed.
Jules felt her wildly quivering cunt pulling and sucking desperately at his hardened cock. For Pete's sake, he thought, the hot crazy bitch was going to make him cum anyway… whether he moved or not! Quickly then, he withdrew his cock until only her thin hair-lined vaginal lips covered the head.
"Why are you stopping, go on," she pleaded.
"Beg me for it," he grinned obscenely.
"Do it to me," she groaned.
"Do what?" he commanded.
"Fuck me," she screamed. "Fuck me, please… fuck me, you bastard!" The sound of her own involuntary lewd expression caused the flames to leap even higher in her abdomen and she screamed again as she felt the cruel white submarine crash dive, sliding inexorably into the turbulent depths of her warm vaginal sea… "Ahhhhhhhhh, God…" she gasped, and the delight flowed over her in light waves of pleasure. Her legs quivered on either side of his thick shoulders and she reached up for his head, french-kissing him, sucking his tongue as though she was sucking voraciously on a cock. The bliss was unbearable. He slammed mercilessly into her vagina, and with the depths of each stroke she screamed from sheer lust and pleasure, sucking his tongue deep into her throat as though she wanted tongue and cock to meet midway in her body! She was close… coming closer… closer…
Jules moaned as he felt his own unbearable climax beginning deep within him. No amount of flexing ass muscles would keep this one away, he thought, and abruptly gave himself in to the overpowering sensation. He hammered his long rigid cudgel in and out as though it were a runaway pile driver, and then he felt the scalding heat as her vaginal walls began to seep the elixir that was the precursor to her climax. Beneath him, the young teacher's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief and her breath caught in her throat.
"I'm cumming," she shouted, "I'm cumming… Oh God… I'm… Yes… cummmg… Yes… Yes? Now… NOW… Aiiiiieeeeeee." Her nakedly voluptuous body twisted beneath him and then she was thrashing around, wantonly writhing with her mouth and cunt both sucking at him, while her vagina squirted its own white hot slipperiness around the impaling shaft.
Jules fucked her as if she would be the last fuck ever! He pounded into her, pinning the thrashing body to the bed, his breath coming in short hot gasps. The bitch continued to cum… she wouldn't stop. Her orgasm had been going on for at least a minute and still she thrashed and screamed. He dug deeper into the wetly quivering slit between her widespread legs, stretching it even wider. Then he was cumming! He felt the tortured pressure within his scrotum suddenly blow up and his seminal juices and cum roared down the subterranean tunnel of his cock to explode like a roman candle deep up into her wildly heaving belly. He fell forward against her breasts with an incredible feeling of delight and sensuality sweeping over him in a seismic wave of all consuming pleasure.
Jeannette felt the boiling white sperm pumping into her, and she worked vaginal muscles she had never known existed before to milk his penis in a desperate effort to consume every bit of every spurt. Her own orgasms were fading now, but her belly muscles still rippled and jumped from the unaccustomed delight and exertion.
The young teacher could hardly believe what was happening to her as she felt his sperm pump into her willing body, she had never felt this way with Dennis, never, it had all been over too quickly for her to climax and she had never understood the joys of sexual sharing. She had heard that it was terrific from other women but she herself had never known such bliss before, she felt as if she were flying through the air and almost as if she were the Goddess Diana herself riding her chariot for the Sun God.
Suddenly she realized that she had wasted years of her life being sexually frigid and it had taken this man to unleash her passion. She knew now that she was a woman, a real woman and that she had triumphed at long last, she would never deny herself this pleasure again.