"Now listen, Kenny," Linda said, licking the last of his cum off her lips, "there's nothing wrong in what we've done. It felt good, didn't it?"
"Well," the youngster hesitated, "yeah, it did." Then, with more enthusiasm, "Sure it did! It was great!"
Linda smiled, pushing back a vagrant wisp of her auburn hair. Her emerald green eyes still glowed with a fierce inner light. For some reason, this young man had ignited hidden passions in her body. She didn't want to admit it, but her crotch was wet. While she'd been jacking Kenny off, her cunt had been oozing and gushing out its fuck fluids with a mindless urgency.
"Okay. This is just between us. Our secret. You're not going to tell anyone else, are you? Not even your mother or father."
Kenny thought about it. He decided right away that his mother wouldn't understand. Not the least bit. She was sick all the time. Sometimes in the hospital more than she was out with something his father called "psychosomatic" symptoms. He didn't understand all that. He did not know that his mother wouldn't understand.
His father was another matter. He might approve. But Miss Blake seemed to worry a lot about it. Kenny wasn't going to endanger his chances of getting her to beat him off again. He enjoyed it too much for that!
"Deal, Miss Blake. Won't tell a soul. Not even my folks."
"Good, Kenny." Linda seemed to relax perceptibly. A weight had been taken off her shoulders. If Kenny ever told anyone what they'd done, she would lose her job so fast it'd make her head spin. And that would be it for her. No more teaching jobs. There wasn't a school board in the country that would consider hiring a teacher fired for having sexual relations with a eighteen-year-old student.
"Kenny, before you go, I want you to take this note to your parents. I'd like very much to talk with them. Not about this," she quickly added, "About your grades. I think we might be able to get you up into the A or B category with a little… tutoring." She licked her lips at the thought.
She didn't know why she was doing this. But she knew that it was like some inner demon was driving her onward. She wanted more from him. And there wasn't anything she wouldn't do to get it.
"Tutoring? That's for dummies. We can spend…"
"No, it isn't, Kenny. It just means some more time together without people asking a lot of silly questions. You want to have more… lessons… like today, don't you?"
Linda was baiting the boy unmercifully. She was leading him and knew it. But her passions were intensifying now and there was no turning back. She had to have Kenny, no matter what!
"Sure!" he quickly agreed. He absent-mindedly rubbed his crotch. His dong still felt warm and tingly. It'd never been like that before. The boy was anxious to please Miss Blake and have her do it to him again.
"There are all sorts of other things I can show you. But enough of that for now. Run along and give this note to your parents. Then, after I've talked with them, we can set up your… lesson… schedule."
The boy yelped and went tearing out of the room, like his tail was on fire. He ran all the way home. Suddenly, the most important thing in the world was giving the note to his dad.
Linda Blake went home and dreamed of four-inch cocks spewing forth jism all over her face. She would reach up and grab and pull the quivering rod into her mouth and suck and suck and…
And she woke up, a cold sweat beading all over her body. She went back to sleep, anxiously awaiting the outcome of the meeting with. Kenny's parents.
After school, only Mr. Tesser showed up. Linda surveyed the man and saw where Kenny had gotten his blue eyes. Jerry Tesser's seemed to be brilliant blue marbles shining and reflecting every stray beam of light in the room.
"Mrs. Blake? I'm Ken's father. His mother's not able to come. She's in the hospital again."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Nothing serious, I hope."
"Asthma. Brought on by… well, that's of no real concern. I am a bit concerned about your note, though. Ken's not been screwing around in class, has he?"
If only the man realized how close he'd come to putting his finger an what had been happening!
"Oh, no!" Linda said, "It's nothing like that. His behavior is very good. What I wanted to see you about is his grade in my class. He's not doing very well. I take it that there's some home problems which might be causing his listlessness and inattention in class?"
Jerry Tesser simply nodded.
"I see. Well, Mr. Tesser, I think your son could be a very good student given the proper instruction. However, there's no way I can do it during regular school hours. I'd be more than willing to tutor him and see if we can't bring his grades up. I really hate to see such a potentially good student repeat a grade."
Linda stopped breathless. She hadn't realized it, but the entire speech had came out in one long string. The brunette hoped she didn't sound too eager.
She felt Jerry's eyes moving over her body, taking in every line and curve. He was very thorough. He missed nothing. Her hair may have been slightly disarrayed from the day's work at school but nothing could hide the luster. And her eyes were dancing with determination. Jerry couldn't place the feeling he got looking her in the eye. He thought it was the look of a woman on the make, but that was ridiculous.
He was a married man and Linda Blake hadn't done or said anything to make him think she was after his body. Dammit!
There was no denying she was a good-looking chick. He wished they'd made teachers like this when he'd been in school. His instructors had all been dried up prunes who were ninety years older than God. Jerry began idly wondering what it would take to get Linda to put out. He wasn't getting any at home from Bess. Heaven knew he wasn't getting any ass at all from that sick, bitch!
All the time with her fake sicknesses. He'd about had it with her. Right now wasn't so bad, not while she was in the hospital. The doctors told, him nothing was wrong with her, nothing except between her ears.
Yeah, he'd love getting some action from Linda Blake. The way her boobs shoved hard and firm against her blouse was making him hard and firm.
Though it was hard to tell, she seemed to have a dynamite figure. If she'd only move around a bit so he could get a better look at her!
"No, I don't think that would be too bad an idea. If Ken will go along with it, of course. It wouldn't do any good trying to force him to study even more if he's not doing it on his own flows."
"I think I can get him to agree," Linda said. She stood and gave Jerry the view he'd been wanting. A damn good figure!
His mouth began to water at the sight. Her legs were trim, smooth and tapered. And her ass! He thought he could sit and watch her wiggle that around the room all day long. The individual parts were good – the entire package was tremendous!
He wished he was Kenny being asked to study after school!
"Something I just thought of. What's this going to cost. The hospital bills for my wife are eating me alive. We don't have all that much money right now."
"Oh, don't worry about that, Mr. Tesser, I'll be glad to do it for free. Makes me feel like I'm doing my job just that much better."
"For free?" He couldn't believe his ears. Nobody did anything for free anymore. Was there some sort of catch?
"Sun. You see, it's not entirely out of the goodness of my heart that I want to do this. You know that teachers have to continue studying for advanced degrees. I want to try some… new techniques out on Kenny to see how effective they might be. If they work, I'll be a good ways along on my master's degree. And that'll mean more money for me, in the long run, at any rate."
"Sounds like a winner to me." And you look like a winner, Jerry mentally added. "When do you want to see Ken?"
"I talked with him earlier today. If you're giving your approval, I can start today. I figure three times a week should be enough."
"Damn right. Don't want the kid turning out to be a bookworm. I want him to do okay in school, but there's other things he should be doing."
"I quite agree, Mr. Tesser. I guarantee that Kenny's development won't be stunted, not at all!"
"Can't be bad, can't be bad," he agreed. "Are you going to do the tutoring here or would you like to do it at our house?" Jerry's motives were anything but pure. If the lovely teacher would only come over, he might be able to get her to put out.
"Right now, I think here at school is best. I don't want the distractions of home life to intrude. Of course, if you're going to be away, your home would be fine."
"Lemme get this right. You don't want me hanging around while you're doing the tutoring?"
"That's right. Or your wife, either, after she gets out of the hospital. I've found it can only become distracting to both student and teacher."
Jerry shrugged. "If that's the way you want it, fine. And as long as it doesn't set me back any bread – don't get me wrong, Miss Blake. I want the best for Ken but right now…"
"I understand," the teacher smiled. While Jerry had been studying her legs, ass and boobs, she'd been cataloging him, too. He was tall, slender but with the impression of strength lurking beneath his thin form. She suspected he was one of those men who had muscles made out of bundles of piano wire. Though, never breaking and completely untiring when it came to something they enjoyed. She wondered if he enjoyed screwing. There was just a hint of bitterness toward his wife. Did it include all women?
Linda decided it might bear looking into later, after her tutoring session with Kenny.
"I'll be going now, Miss Blake. Have to head down to the hospital and see how the my… wife is getting along. Goodbye. And thanks."
Linda nodded, a cascade of brown hair falling into her eyes. By the time she'd swept it back onto her head, Jerry was gone. She sat back in her chair and sighed. It had been a lot easier than she'd thought it would be. He hadn't asked a single question she wasn't prepared to answer. It sounded as if Jerry Tesser had mote on his mind than his son's education.
Her reverie was interrupted by Kenny's entrance. The boy slammed the door behind him. For a brief instant, she was afraid he'd break the frosted glass in the door.
"Hi, Miss Blake. Everything okay with us?"
"Sure, Kenny. Everything's just great… with us. Did you do the arithmetic assignment I told you to finish?"
"Uh, well, sort of. I've got a couple problems left."
"All right. Sit down here at my desk and I'll watch as you finish doing them. And if you have any problems, I'll help you along."
The boy sat down, took out a pencil and paper and began chewing his tongue in concentration. He was having a hard time of it. Math wasn't very interesting to him and these were hard problems. Very difficult for him. And the presence of Miss Blake, her hand resting lightly on his shoulder, didn't help his thinking any.
The eighteen-year-old began remembering what had happened the day before. How it felt to have Linda's hand moving up and down his prick. The warmth in his belly. The way his balls seemed to boil and surge, then the sudden explosive eruption of his jism all over her hand.
How could he forget the expression on his teacher's face when she began to lick his cum? What would it be like if she'd tried licking off the jism clinging to his prick? The thought sent cold shivers racing up and down his spine. It even made him weak and watery in his gut.
He was more and more aware of Linda's presence. Her grip on his shoulder tightened. The fragrance of her perfume might have been an aphrodisiac, but it was the nearness of her body that started the inexplicable hardening of his prick. She pressed close to his body and he felt the movement of her trim, flat belly across his shoulder blades.
Just being so close turned him on. He broke the point of his pencil.
"My, my, Kenny, it doesn't seem like you're concentrating very well on the problem. Would you like it if I put some lead in your pencil?"
Kenny had heard the bigger boys talking about that, smirking and joking like it was something dirty. He didn't quite understand what it meant but he wasn't going to pass up the chance to find out first hand if it was as good as the other guys seemed to think.
"Yep. Go ahead."
"All right. I'll give you some head."
She surprised him my slipping down into the foot well of the desk. Her quick fingers reached out and grabbed his zipper. A quick motion of Linda's hand and his prick was out in the cool air of the classroom. It was halfway erect. Nothing to be proud of. In fact, he felt sort of foolish having Miss Blake see it in that condition. He wanted a hard cock, a good one like yesterday.
The avid, hungry look on his teacher's face caused Kenny to wonder. It was a sexy look. And it made him grow harder thinking what might happen.
What did happen took him completely by surprise. Linda Blake took his dong and stuffed it into her mouth. The sudden wetness and warmth seemed to soak into him quickly. He felt his prong stiffening of its own will. When Linda began using her tongue on the teenager's prick, Kenny thought it was the greatest thing he'd ever felt.
The wet, slightly rough, pink tongue raced up and down his length. Linda's tongue played and frolicked at the very tip of his dick, making it seem like huge bolts of electricity were surging into his balls. Kenny began to groan.
Linda knew she was getting to the young man. The youth couldn't conceal the way his prong had stiffened into a fully usable cock. When she rested her questing tongue along the inside of her student's shaft, she could feel his excited heartbeat. Kenny's dong bounced and quivered and shook in anticipation of… he didn't know what.
Linda would instruct him!
At the moment, his teacher was too engrossed in her own pleasure to worry much about him. The brunette loved the taste of cock. It had an indefinable taste to it, salty, musky, the most delicious meat she'd ever sampled. Kenny didn't have much pubic hair. True, a little stubble was growing, but not enough to excite the woman.
She loved nuzzling her nose around in a bushy jungle of pubic hair, feeling the strands rub and stimulate her. But there were other things that made it worth her while to suck off Kenny.
He was virgin territory. Everything was new and fresh to him. He'd do anything she wanted him to without question. That feeling of power over him made her cunt start to grow sticky and wet again. How she loved the sensation of complete control!
Kenny was writhing and wiggling uncontrollably now. Every time the brown-haired teacher's tongue touched his prick, it was like acid was being poured on him, singeing his nerve endings. He felt more alive than ever before. His heart raced wildly and blood pounded like the ocean's surf in his ears. He couldn't focus his eyes any longer and math seemed a far distant thing to him.
All that mattered was Linda's agile tongue racing up and down his youthful four-inch cock.
Linda changed her tactics. She no longer tongued him like a popsicle. The woman began sucking. Gently at first, then with ever increasing vacuum. In a few minutes, she had completely pulled the boy's entire four-inch prick into her mouth. Like a vacuum cleaner, she was intent on pulling out everything inside that small, fleshy tube of burgeoning manhood.
Kenny moaned, "Liinda, ooooh, please! Whaaat you doing to me?"
She kept her mouth encircled around the youth's dong. He was too good to waste by idle talk. The woman knew Kenny couldn't control his orgasm very long. He was inexperienced.
Knowing that she was in complete domination of the youth pushed her passions to a crescendo. Starting in her cunt, the pressure of orgasm built up and up. Against her own control, it slowly moved into her belly, lighting fires of desire. Then, with the suddenness of a summer storm, her climax exploded throughout her body.
She sucked harder, ever harder, on Kenny's cock. The boy was lifted off the chair and his hips began an age old instinctive motion. He rammed forward to stuff his cock as far into Linda's face as possible. Without knowing what he was doing, he began to fuck her face with complete abandon.
His entire universe was centered in the tingly feeling racing back and forth along his cock. The feel of Linda's tongue caressing his prick. The sharp bite of her teeth. The huge pull of her mouth as she sucked faster and harder on his prick. Then, the heavy feeling inside him seemed to expand his cock until he knew it would rupture.
"I'm cooommmmiiiing!" he shuddered.
His entire body was racked with the convulsive shivers of orgasm. Kenny felt his hips surge into Linda's face. His cock vanished into the ruby red "O" of her lips. The momentary glance he got of her face told him his teacher was locked in the throes of her own enjoyment. Then all control failed and his cock began spewing out the heavy white cream of his lust.
The youth felt like he creamed the entire insides of the woman's mouth. In reality, Linda was sucking and swallowing quickly. She didn't want to miss a single drop of that precious jism. It was salty, tangy and totally unique. A gourmet's treat and she wasn't about to waste any of it.
She continued sucking until every droplet of the boy's jism had been pulled from his dong. When Linda felt Kenny's prick begin to wilt, she knew there wasn't anything left.
She licked her lips, then carefully put the limp cock back into the boy's jeans. The brunette wiggled out from under the desk and stood behind the exhausted boy again.
"How was it, Kenny? Your first blow-job?" He looked up at her, his pale blue eyes dancing with pleasure. "If all the lessons are like this one, Miss Blake, how about me coming in every day after school?"
Linda laughed. It was just like a kid to say something like that.
"I don't think that would be a smart idea, Kenny. Let's just stick to the schedule your dad approved."
Yet, she thought, what would it be like? Every day?