Linda nervously straightened her skirt again. She looked around the emptying auditorium and wondered if anyone had seen or heard what had been going on.
Jerry seemed to read her mind. He placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder and said, "No one knows. And if they do, so what? You've got to admit it's sort of different screwing in public like that."
"Yes," Linda laughed nervously. "It's a lot different than doing it in bed with the drapes drawn and the lights out."
"Well, the lights were out. Kinda."
They smiled at each other and Linda was about to speak when Wedreck called up the ladder, "Mr. Tesser, you up there?"
"Shit," Jerry said under his breath, "What's the bloated bag of fat want with me?"
"Better find out." Linda was worrying again that the principal was able to see their activity from the stage. Even though the lights were down and the stage was brightly lit, she still worried. Sometimes, it seemed as if Wedreck had eyes in the back of his head. Very little passed the man by. Especially if it was a juicy piece of gossip.
"What can I do for you?"
"There you are, Mr. Tesser. I just got a phone call from the hospital. About your wife, seems there's some sort of emergency and the doctor wants you to go right away."
Jerry stood at the base of the ladder, his face a mask. What had happened to Bess? Was it serious or was it only another of her attention attracting acts? Whichever it was, he couldn't afford to bet that she didn't need him.
"Thanks – I guess I'd better get going right away." Turning to Linda, Jerry asked, "Would you do me a favor and check up on Kenny? He's a big kid now but it might be best if you told him personally where I'd gone. I hate to let him stay in the dark."
Linda said, "Seems like you're just as much in the dark as anybody. But yes, I'll go make sure he's okay."
"Great. I'll be back as soon as I can." With that, Jerry took off at a dead run for the car.
"Hmmm, is Mrs. Tesser ill? Very ill?" Wedreck asked.
"I don't know. Maybe so. That's been part of Kenny's problem in school. He's been worrying too much about his home life."
"Huunnph. That's the way it goes with some families." Wedreck seemed to put it out of his mind as he left.
For a moment, Linda stood frozen to the spat. Then she remembered Jerry had driven. Sighing, she fumbled a dime out of her purse and made a call for a cab.
The cab dropped her off in front of the Tesser house. She paid the cabbie and ignored his lustful gaze. She'd been aware of the way he'd been studying her all the way from the school but had said nothing. It wouldn't have accomplished anything. The guy wasn't bad-looking. In other circumstances, Linda might have been interested.
Now, she was too worried about seeing that Kenny was all right and telling him where his father had gone.
The cabbie shook his head as he watched Linda walked up the cement strip. The way her ass wiggled to and fro, just right, made him hard. It always seemed to him that the best looking broads were the icebergs. Totally unapproachable. He shrugged it off and gunned his engine.
Linda didn't even bother to ring the doorbell. She simply went in. Kenny was sprawled on the sofa watching TV.
When he saw her, he straightened up and said, "Hi! Hey, where's Dad? He coming?"
The boy's voice was an odd combination of inquiry and hope and fear. He hoped nothing was wrong but was also wishing to spend some time with his lovely teacher before his father came in.
"He's gone to the hospital, Kenny. The doctor called and asked him to be with your mother. I don't know how serious it is but Jerry – your father – said he'd be here as soon as he could."
"He told you to check up on me?"
"Yes."
"Son of like letting the fox watch the chickens, huh?" The boy was eager and obviously ready for further "tutoring".
"You don't seem to follow what I'm saying, Kenny. Your mother's condition has gotten worse. Doesn't that bother you at all?"
"Naw… Dad's been called out like this a half-dozen times. Nothing ever comes from it. My old lady's always making with the big sick-o trip to get attention. It gets old after a time or two so I don't even think about it any more."
Linda looked incredulously at the boy. She could hardly believe such callous cynicism from a eighteen-year-old. Then she started thinking. If Bess Tenor had done this very thing before, it was a case of crying "Wolf!" over and over. That would have to have an effect on the youth. He would have to learn to ignore it or his life would be a constant roller coaster of fear. Perhaps it was the best that Kenny had adjusted to it so well.
Still, Linda couldn't restrain herself. She went to the boy and threw her arms around him. She hugged him close as team trickled down her cheeks. The salty tracks cut through her makeup like a hot knife through butter.
Kenny didn't understand what was wrong. "Gee, Linda, don't cry. I'm sorry if I said anything to upset you."
"Oh, Kenny, Kenny, you haven't upset me. It's just that I'm not used to dealing with people like your mother. I've never met the woman and if everything you say is true, I'm not sure I ever want to. She doesn't sound like a very nice person to me."
Ken shrugged his bony shoulders. "Oh, she's okay, I guess. I just don't think much about her. Not as much about her as I do you."
Linda's green eyes bored into Kenny's pale blue ones. He was so sweet and innocent. She couldn't help herself. She kissed him full on the lips. For a moment, the boy was taken by surprise. Then he managed to regain his composure. He returned the kiss with growing passion and skill.
Their lips parted the slightest bit, and Kenny immediately sent his tongue darting into Linda's mouth. There, his tongue met hers. They twined together, rolling around each other. Salivas mixed, forming a sweet-tasting wine that spurred the boy on.
He began to gently nibble Linda's lower lip. He took the roll of flesh between his teeth and lightly gnawed. While his teeth were actively working against Linda's lip, his tongue was stroking and caressing the trapped flesh.
Linda moaned and felt her body slowly growing weak and rubbery. Clutching at the boy, she dragged him to the floor. Once there, Kenny released his grip on the woman's lip and began licking and lapping back along the line of her jaw to the hollow under a perfectly shaped ear.
When he reached Linda's ear, his tongue shot into the tiny channel. Swirling his tongue around her ear, Kenny was driving Linda wild with desire.
The lightest wisp of breath on her ear sensitized the already aroused flesh even more. His wet tongue gave the woman an immediate and total sense of erotic delight. And his teeth nibbling away at the pendulous earlobe convinced Linda that she wouldn't be able to control her unbridled passions. Kenny had aroused her to the point of no return. She would go all the way with him.
The boy was having fun – lots of fun. The way the tip of his delving tongue fit into Linda's ear fascinated him, almost as much as the way his rough tongue was stimulating her. Kenny hadn't known her ear was an erogenous zone.
It seemed that anything he did caused a bucking and writhing of her lithe body. The youth's hands began working as feverishly as his tongue. He unbuttoned the front of Linda's blouse to reveal the cherry-tipped glories of her tits. Kenny gripped one tit firmly and began to rhythmically squeeze.
Pressure. Release. Pressure. Release. Over and over he repeated the pattern coordinating the pressure with the cock-hard thrust of his tongue into Linda's ear.
Linda was completely dazed. She was lost in a fairyland of lust. Nothing focused in front of her eyes. All that mattered to her was driving the demon of desire from her body.
Linda Blake knew of only one way. And Kenny seemed anxious to help her exercise that gnawing lust in her aching cunt.
Linda was slowly aware of Kenny's hands. The way he'd been frantically working at her blouse and skin, she discovered she was almost completely naked. Her tits heaved and quaked with every breath. The boy's hands stroked the soft fleshed cones, twirled the pebble of erect nipple on the taps between thumb and forefinger. He was still too engrossed in nibbling away at her ear to put his mouth on her needy tits and suck, suck, suck.
"Here, Kenny," the teacher moaned, "lemme help you out of your clothes. Get naked! Let's, let's… ooohlih!"
Kenny had finally given up bn the brunette's ear and had swiftly moved to her tits. His mouth engulfed one of the creamy white canes. The boy tried to stuff all of the marshmallowy goodness into his mouth. Linda's tit was too big and Kenny's mouth was too small. The attempt was doomed to failure, but it didn't matter.
All that mattered was the pleasure both felt from just trying!
Kenny's mouth was completely stuffed with pliant tit flesh. His tongue swiftly laved the erect nipple and toyed with it. He began gnawing gently on the lust-hardened tip, enjoying the taste of Linda's tit.
Waves of passion echoed through Linda's chest every time Kenny used his teeth. But it was his tongue that was making her wet in the crotch. His agile, dextrous tongue pressing and caressing the ultra-sensitive nipples. Linda thrust her chest upward in a vain attempt to get even more of her tit into the boy's mouth.
It felt so good having Kenny sucking on her tits!
Linda convulsed with joy. The boy's tongue continually moved over the slopes of her tits. Each rough stroke up and down the satiny sleekness struck up a new and different response from the supine woman – a new and wonderfully different erotic response. Her entire body was like a naked nerve ending, quivering and straining under a lovely stimulus.
Kenny knew how much he was pleasing his teacher by her constant moans of delight and the bunching up and down of her torso. He decided to experiment a little. Starting at the bottom of the deep canyon between Linda's ample tits, the boy started spiraling up the mountain of tit flesh. He made sure each and every square inch of skin received a long, drawn out lick from his tongue. The underside of the tit was continually massaged by his groping hand. Together with his tongue, Kenny was getting a full dose of excitement himself.
When he reached the ruddy areola at the crest of Linda's left tit, the youth began a tornado of activity. His tongue began swirling around faster and faster. He drew the already blood-engorged nipple into his mouth, his tongue tracing a quick path around it. Once between his lips, the nipple seemed to come alive.
Kenny felt it throb and pulse with life. Each beat of Linda's racing heart was transmitted directly to the boy's pressing tongue. Knowing how aroused the woman was added to the youth's joy.
Linda managed to say, "Kenny! Kenny! My tits! Their on fire! They feel like balloons about to explode! Thick them! Fuck my tits!"
The boy looked up in surprise. Fuck Linda's tits? What did she mean? This was something entirely new and different to the youth. He glanced down at the glistening wetness of his teacher's tits. His saliva had greased them for just about anything. Anything like stuffing his cock between the mounds of tit flesh, he didn't know.
But he'd sure find out!
He straddled Linda's waist, fumbled for a moment, and released his erect, four-inch cock. It trembled like a young colt about to run its flint race. In the light of the living room, it was a fierce red shaft topped with a small purple crown.
The way it jerked and bounced with lust, Linda knew that Kenny was ready for anything. And she needed his cock between her tits, stroking the insides, stimulating them with every inch of his burgeoning manhood.
"Take… take my tits in your hands! Shove my titties together… oh, yes, yessss!"
Kenny leaned into his task, his hands firmly gripping the slippery flesh of Linda's jugs. The tiny canyon formed between her tits seemed to beckon to him. It was a small channel, smaller even than Linda's clutching tight cunt.
He squirmed forward, his bottom rubbing Linda's stomach. She hunched up and Kenny slid forward toward the pliant mountains of tit he held in each hand. When the tip of his cock rested against the edge of Linda's boobs, Kenny leaned forward.
His mouth began searching and soon it found Linda's. Their mouths melted together in a passionate kiss. As their tongues began an erotic duel, Kenny felt Linda's hand stroking his cock and positioning it for the drive through the canyon of tit flesh.
All around his glans was the wetness of his own saliva and the warmth of the brunette's clit. He wiggled his hips and eased into the tightly held passage between the towering tits. With a convulsive heave of his pelvis, Kenny found himself rocketing through the man-made cunt and out the other side.
The entire length of his prick was surrounded by Linda's boobs. Only the very tip meekly peering out an the topside was exposed to the air. Kenny gasped. The pressure on his cock was more than satisfying. It was tremendous!
But the way his balls were unmercifully compressed between his body and the soft-skinned slopes of the tit was almost painful. The conflicting sensations battered each other in his body.
Kenny had to retreat. But he did it slowly. He felt the wet skin of Linda's tits clutching and clinging to his prick. The resistance pulled the skin forward on his cock, tightened the sac containing his balls even more. The bubbling and boiling inside his balls told Kenny he was going to come. Soon. Too soon.
He had to get as much out of his tit fucking as possible. He just had to!
He began driving forward just as if he were fucking Linda's cunt. No matter that he was the one controlling how tight the passage was. The lovely friction on his cock warmed him, made him acutely aware of his sexual needs. His balls began to burn. His cock felt like it would came apart at the seams. He fell face forward as he made his powerful thrust.
Again, Linda's mouth found his. They kissed briefly before Kenny withdrew from his cunt of tit flesh. His cock loved being surrounded by Linda's soft tits. Kenny even thought he could feel the pulsing of her heart buried deep underneath the mountains of delight. There was no doubt at all he could feel her heartbeat through the pebble hard nubbins of her nipples.
"Go, Kenny, go! Fuck meeee!"
Linda was suddenly last in a wilderness of sensations. Knives of pleasure stabbed into her chest. Her breathing began to take on a ragged pattern. Her hips thrust up off the floor. Her entire body was inflamed with orgasm.
The fierce surge and muscular contraction seized her, rocked her back and forth. Kenny was hard pressed to keep astraddle of the woman as she rode the winds of her climax. But he did. He had to. His groin was burning with a sun-bright flame. The fire leaped and licked at his balls and made him groan.
He drove his hips back and forth. He fucked her tits with every ounce of strength in his young body. Soon, it became too much for him to bear any longer. He felt his cock growing larger with lust. The burning tide of his jism slowly crouched at the base of his cock. Then, with incredible swiftness, blasted the entire length of his four-inch cock.
Kenny was buried to the hilt in Linda's tits. The tip of his prick peered out on the far side of the mountainous tits. A single gob of jism arced up and splattered on Linda's face. Then a torrent of cum was splashing onto her face and throat.
Three huge spurts, then a dozen weaker ones dribbling jizz all over Linda's throat and tits.
Kenny felt weak and drained. When he opened his eyes, he saw Linda's eager tongue flashing out to scoop up the cum on her face. She managed to capture most of it with remarkable accuracy. A smile of contentment was on her lips, a smile and the thin sheen of the boy's jism.
She said, "Go on, Kenny, lick off the cum. All of it."
The boy hesitated. That didn't seem right to him, but Linda's urging finally convinced him. He leaned forward after releasing the hold on her tits and began licking up his jizz.
The taste was salty, slightly bitter. But the cum was mingled with Linda's sweat and an undefinable musk, a sexy flavor that he couldn't quite identify. And he was sucking and licking the lovely teacher's tits.
Kenny made a quick job of the licking. And then wished there was more. He leaned back for a moment to catch his breath. That was the last thing the youth remembered for some time.
Linda looked down at the boy curled up on the rug, peacefully sleeping. She was filled with a bliss she'd seldom felt before. How wonderful it was to have such a willing student?