Fawn nervously brushed back a strand of her auburn hair as she approached Jack Harris' apartment. She'd followed him home so many times it was as if she was coming home.
For all the times she had trailed him here, though, she'd never once been inside his apartment. There had never been any reason for her to go inside. Not until today.
Today she would have her fondest dreams come true.
Boldly, with more courage than she really felt, she knocked on the door. It took a few seconds for her teacher to answer. And when he opened the door, she knew he'd been drinking.
His hair was mussed and he'd discarded his tie. The light green shirt was open a couple buttons to display the thick mat of hair on his broad chest.
Fawn felt her body beginning to react just at the vaguest hints of what was in store for her – if she played her cards right.
"Yeah, what do you want?" he slurred.
"I want to have a couple words with you… Jack."
He didn't seem to realize she'd called him by his first name. Then he did a double take and said, "Huh? What is it you want, Miss Wilson?"
"Call me Fawn. And how about inviting me in? I don't think we should be talking about your gambling out in public like this." She motioned around indicating the long corridor with dozens of other apartments leading off it. At any moment, any of the other residents might happen along and overhear them.
Jack suddenly seemed to understand her words. "My gambling? Wh-what do you know about that?"
"Enough to make trouble for you with the principal, if I wanted to. Aren't you going to invite me in, now?" she asked coyly. Seeing his confusion made her even more sure of herself. In her dreams it hadn't been like this.
"Uh, sure. Come on in."
He seemed even more confused as she brushed close, her hand straying down to give a loving pat to his crotch.
She looked around the room and was impressed. She didn't know that school teachers were able to live so sumptuously. While it wasn't the richest place she'd ever been, it was high on the list. Somehow, she figured her true love would live like this – good.
"Look, uh, Fawn, how'd you find out?" he began.
She dropped down into a soft chair and deliberately hooked a slender leg over one arm. The man was given a fleeting look all the way up to her crotch. The way his pants began to tent told the teenager her tactics were working.
He wanted her, whether he admitted it or not.
"I overheard you and Ears talking at school. That's a funny name, Ears. How'd he get it?"
"Damn him! I told him he shouldn't go there but no, he can't wait for his friggin' money. Damn him to hell!"
Jack began pacing back and forth, then knocked back the bourbon in his glass. He choked, then managed to continue, "What do you want out of this, Fawn? You blackmailing me?"
Her heart almost stepped. She'd won!
"Oh, no, Jack, nothing like that. I… I just want to help you out of your jam. I thought you might need a little companionship in your time of need."
She smiled as she brushed back her auburn hair. She made an elaborate production out of it, making certain her shoulders were thrown well back to emphasize her tits. The girl knew those were her best feature. All the boys told her how big they were and all the girls were jealous of her.
The way the bulge at Jack's crotch grew, she knew she was really getting to him. It was only a matter of time now before she was locked in his arms, his cock reaming her out, fucking her like she needed to be fucked.
"Look, the gambling is bad enough. If I'm caught with a piece of teenage ass up here, it's my ass in a sling. They'll send me up the river for a million years on statutory rape."
"It's not rape if the girl wants it."
"It is if she's jail bait." His voice was softer now, less certain. He was weakening. To make sure the process was going according to her seduction plan, she made a big production out of crossing her legs again. He saw another satiny white flash of soft skin all the way up to her panties.
He might even have seen the silver-dollar-sized wet spot on her tricot panties.
That was how badly she wanted him.
"Which is it to be, Jack? Me or… me going to the principal with information on a teacher gambling?"
He looked at her then, and poured himself another stiff drink. He swallowed it in a single gulp. Without looking at her, he said, "Not much of a choice, is it?"
"I thought you'd prefer the more pleasant alternative."
He jerked as he felt her hands rubbing along the fronts of his thighs. Nimble fingers began working on his zipper. Before he could move, his cock snapped out in front of his groin, quivering at full attention.
"See, it's just as I thought. You do want me!" she squealed in joy.
"Look, Fawn, you're attractive. Hell, you're the best looking chick in any of my classes and I'd be lying through my teeth if I said I didn't lust after you just a little, but… but… um, oh, sweet Jesus, no!"
"Yes, Jack, YES!"
And then her mouth was on his succulent cock. She'd never sucked cock before. This was the way to begin. The ugly red shaft had momentarily made her hesitate, then she'd summoned up her courage. That long pillar of prick wasn't just any man's cock.
It was her true love's prick. For him, she'd do anything. And all the books she'd illicitly read told of how much a man loved a woman sucking on his prick.
They were all right.
Jack's legs went rubbery in reaction when he felt the girl's eager lips seeking out the tip of his prick. As she slowly engulfed the end of his cock, she turned so that she would have a better target.
If she wanted to throw herself at him like this, who was he to turn her down? After all, he'd been telling her the truth when he said she was the most gorgeous chick in any of his classes.
He'd had any number of wet dreams about her and others in his classes. Any male teacher with a cock would. Fifteen-year-olds just begging him to fuck them, that had been his fantasy.
It wasn't a fantasy any longer.
Fawn was really giving him a hell of a blow-job. He sank slowly to the rug making sure he didn't dislodge her wonderful, sucking mouth from his cock. That wouldn't do at all. He wanted the full benefit of her anxious mouth on his erection.
"God, I never thought you'd come after me like this," he moaned. He didn't get any answer. And for good reason. The teenager was working her way down the length of his boner.
She wasn't sure what she should do. This was all new to her, but she didn't want the man to know it. If she could convince him she was the most sophisticated girl in the school, she was positive he'd fuck her. It all seemed to depend on how good she was at giving head.
Doing what came naturally to her seemed to be the best course. Her tongue worked on the sides of his cock. She could feel his heart beating out a rapid tempo so far away. Every time his heart throbbed, his cock would jump.
And that was transmitted to her tongue. She began licking and kissing down the sides of his cock. When his prick jumped in reaction, she knew she'd found the most sensitive spot. The tiny flap of skin dangling under the cleft head of his prick was given special oral attention after that. The salty, musky tang that came to her tastebuds aroused her more than the girl would have thought possible. Sure it was a turn-on actually sucking off a man for the first time. But she hadn't thought she could get this excited about it!
She'd never listen to her girl friends who told her how repulsive it was giving head. They didn't know! And she did!
"Your tongue, umm, shit, girl, your tongue's driving me wild! I'm not going to be able to hold it in much longer with your tongue all over my prick like that!"
The words boomed loudly in her ears. She silently thrilled to them. Not only was she doing everything just right, she was getting him really hot to fuck!
Her nose nuzzled into the thick mat of his bush. The long, crinkly black hair made her want to sneeze. As the teenager began exhaling long, hot breaths, she realized this was making the man's prick jerk even more in reaction.
Her tongue, her lips, her sucking and even her hot breath were turning him into a sex maniac! She loved the thought of it!
Pulling her mouth away from his cock for a second, she asked, "Will you… will you fuck me?" Her voice wasn't as steady as she'd hoped it would be when she asked him, but it would have to do.
The man didn't seem to notice.
"Hell, babe, I don't think I could keep myself from it. Not with you giving me such a good blow-job!"
The words made her all quivery and weak inside. He wanted to fuck her now! He wanted her as desperately as she wanted him. The teenager ran her finger all over his belt and pants until she had unfastened them. With a little bit of acrobatics, she wormed him out of his pants.
Naked from the waist down, his cock at rigid attention, he was ready. And he immediately took over.
His hands pressed down on her, rolling her over onto her back. His next move was anticipated by the teenager. She helped him strip off her useless panties. They had been good to torment him into wanting her. Now they were only in the way. And she wanted nothing in the way of that delicious, long cock!
"Go on, Jack. Take me! Fuck me good!"
"God, what a lovely snatch you've got. Never seen one so willing before," he cried.
She let her legs drift open in wanton invitation to his cock. The sight of that purple bludgeon of cock was getting to her. She didn't know how much longer she could hold back the sexual pressures building up inside her body.
The girl was afraid she might come at any second. She wanted him to be deep inside her before she climaxed.
Raising her legs and bending her knees, her cunt was soon vulnerable to his assault. His cock came hurtling in and down, right on target.
They both gasped as the blunt nose touched her pussy lips. For a brief second, he poised there, letting her cunt juices dribble out over his fevered cock. Then his hips jerked spasmodically and he was driving hard and fast into her cunt.
This was no dream. None of her fantasy yearning had ever been this vivid, this exciting. She could feel the thick cock spreading her apart inside. His massive cock was driving hard toward her belly. The soft folds of her virgin cunt stretched in a vain attempt to take all that new invader into her twat.
He gasped, then hesitated, his prick buried only a few inches up her snatch. "Shit, you're a Goddamn virgin! A virgin wanting to be fucked! I heard about the new morality and all that, but I never…"
"Get on with it! Damn you, damn you, bust my cherry for me! I want you, darling, I want you to fuuuuck meeee!"
She screamed loudly as he rammed home all the way up her cunt. His cock had pressed firmly against her hymen for a second. Then the pressure he was exerting began to stretch the tough membrane.
With a quick jab of his hips, he was through her cherry and deep up her virgin cunt.
Buried balls deep, he hesitated for a moment. He couldn't believe it was this good. Never had he found a cunt so tight and hot.
The pressure all around his prick was threatening to crush him flat. He resisted the impulse to immediately withdraw. He wanted to get the full effect of being the first up this virgin's cunt. The teenager was crying, moans coming from deep in her throat. He ignored them. She'd love it by the time he was finished with her.
If he could hang on to his control long enough, that was. The tightness of her pussy along with the juiciness of it were threatening his self-control.
His cock felt like a fuse that'd been lit. The heat surged back along his length until it got to his balls. There, he felt the thick stew of his jism begin to boil and churn. His nuts tumbled and lurched in their tiny pouch until he was almost crying out in pain.
He had to come!
And yet he wanted more, lots more, of this teenaged cunt!
"Oh, Jesus, I just can't handle this much longer!" he grunted. Reluctantly, he began pulling himself out of her cunt. If he didn't, he'd come just like a teenaged kid getting his first piece of ass. He wanted to prolong the fucking as long as he could.
At first, he hadn't wanted anything to do with this hot chick. Then, after he'd felt her hot mouth on his prick, he knew he wouldn't be able to get enough of her.
He wanted to fuck her cross-eyed. When only the purpled knob of his prick remained inside her pussy lips, he spoke.
"Like it? You're bleeding like a stuck pig but that'll pass real quick if I keep going. What's it to be?" he asked, but he knew what her answer was going to be.
"Fuck me," she sobbed over and over. "Fuck me the best you can!"
"You bet!"
And his hips shot forward once more. This time there was no cherry to impede his progress. He surged all the way up the young girl's twat until his balls wetly slapped against her ass. This time he didn't hesitate. He was retreating immediately.
And fucking hard into her. He established a slow, methodical rhythm to his movements. He soon had her thrashing and moaning under his cock just like every other woman he'd fucked. She loved him, she loved his big prick bringing her so much pleasure.
She couldn't put it all into words. The pain had been terrible, but only for a split second. Then he was all the way up her cunt. His thick cock was pulsing and throbbing and telling her how much he loved her. She'd do anything to keep that cock in her cunt.
When he began to pull out, she'd tried to stop him by tightening her stomach muscles. She'd failed. Her body betrayed her. The blood mixed with her own cunt juice was simply too slippery to hold him inside if he wanted out.
The pain had quickly washed away as he continued to methodically stuff his cock all the way up her cunt. He was fucking her like a woman should be fucked.
This was better than any of the stories the teenaged girl had ever read. Some of those stories had seemed sordid and tawdry. This was simply the finest thing that had ever happened to her.
And she let him know it.
"Oh, Jack darling, you're wonderful. I… I can't begin to, ummm, ohhh, thank you!"
"Wait till you really get off on my cock!" he said.
"Really get off?" She was confused. Her body was telling her this was stupendous, the most wonderful thing that had ever happened to her. What did he mean?
She leaned back and let him continue fucking her. Slowly, she began to understand what he'd meant. Having her cherry busted was painful and that had masked a lot of the pleasure pouring over her. Now that the pain was far behind her, the real joys of fucking were taking their toll of her young body.
The sexual tensions building up in her belly were tremendous. She simply couldn't believe the sensations could be so wonderful. Better than any of the times she'd masturbated, she knew she was approaching a real climax.
The icy fingers gripping hard at her insides told her this was what real women felt when they got off in a big way on a man's cock. And she was going to sail off into a sexual orbit higher and farther out than any she'd ever hit before.
His strokes in and out of her pussy became shorter, more insistent. The friction of his fucking mounted. Her cunt walls burned with the joy of his cock's passage. Soon even her cunt juices were burned away by the carnal heat of his prick.
As his hips blurred from rapid movement, she felt the fires in her belly flare into forest fire. They threatened to consume her. At first, she fought them off. She didn't want this strange, new feeling to devour her whole.
Then she realized his cock was too powerful for her. The man was simply too masterful, his cock too long and hard, for her to deny what he was doing to her.
Her hips began moving of their own accord. She began thrusting her pelvis downward in an attempt to get even more of his prick up her needy cunt. That cunt, which had been lonely for so long, now couldn't get enough of that tasty cock.
She was turned into a cock-hungry bitch.
"More, more, MORE!" she shrieked. It was as if another person were doing the shouting. She was almost detached as she itemized every single feeling fleetingly racing through her young body.
Her tits were like melons thrust into a fire. She should have removed her bra, she knew now. The elastic band strained to expand as she writhed on the rug.
That long, swift cock vanishing between her pink, well-oiled pussy lips inflamed her senses. The cock was rubbing firmly against her softly folded pussy walls. Not content, it raced deep up into her belly. The path it took burned with liquid fire.
She couldn't get her breath any longer. Panting, gasping, she felt a giant hand clutching wildly at her.
She came, her entire body convulsing as the hand squeezed firmly on her.
As the girl enjoyed the first real orgasm of her young life, the man so avidly fucking her gasped. Her cunt had collapsed like a mine shaft around his prick. He was almost crushed to a bloody pulp.
No longer could he hold back. His fiery stream of white jism blasted out into her cunt. Her cunt was flooded with jizz. He screamed and cried out as he rammed deep into her twat. Never had he felt such a clinging hot cunt around his cock.
Sweaty, tired, he felt his cock limply droop out of her pussy. He rocked back, sitting on his heels, and looked down at the wanton teenager. Her cunt was still widely exposed to him, a tiny stream of his cum trickling out.
Fawn opened her brown eyes and softly said, "It was even better than I thought it'd be. Thank you."
"Hell, I'm the one who should be thanking you. It's been too long since I had virgin pussy."