No, it wasn't her imagination. She was absolutely certain this time. When she came into her classroom the following morning, Paul and the other boy, Ron, were definitely talking about her.
She could not hear what was said, but she caught the words "Miss Andrews", and she knew they had to be talking about what she and Paul had done!
Embarrassed, she walked across the room and sat down at her desk. Her hands were shaking as she moved the papers on her desk and prepared to begin the lesson with the class.
She had a startled expression on her face when she saw the note on her desk. Written in a scrawl, it said: "You'd better be at your place at 5 p.m. sharp today, because I have something I want to say to you!" The note was not signed.
Brenda looked around the room trying to detect an air of suspicion about one of the boys. She could find none. Paul's eyes avoided hers as she looked at him. She didn't think the note was from him. They had agreed yesterday. Rather, she had told him that she would not see him any more, that it was too risky to continue their relationship. He seemed to accept the idea, especially after she had let him fuck her in the ass!
Even now she cringed as she thought of his hard dick pumping in and out of her tight ass! The thought had repelled her at first, but the sensations she felt had more than compensated for her initial discomfort.
Again, she looked around the room before speaking. There – she had not been imagining it! That boy – Ron Williams – was looking at her with a lascivious grin on his face.
It was hard to concentrate on her lessons that day, and Brenda was glad when school ended for the day and she was able to go home and fix herself a drink.
The tall glass was on her nightstand and Brenda was standing in front of her mirror holding several different outfits up to her. What are you doing, you fool? she asked herself. He's only a boy. A boy like Paul. What difference does it make what you wear? After all, you're not going to seduce him. Her heart skipped a beat as she thought of Paul, his hard cock jutting out from his body… his hard dick filling her cunt with his juices as she writhed and groaned with passion and muttered obscenities as he fucked her aching pussy! A boy like Paul. A good-looking boy who was no doubt hung like a bull. A boy who didn't quite know how to use his equipment properly, but oh, how she would like to teach him! Her panties felt moist with her juices as she looked at herself once more in the mirror.
She slipped into the long gown, the one she had been wearing yesterday. It stretched across her taut nipples as she buttoned it and fled the sash loosely around her waist.
There was a knock on the door. She hesitated and almost decided not to answer it. If she didn't go to the door, the person knocking would soon go away. You've got to answer it, she told herself. You've got to find out who wrote you the note. Maybe it was Paul. Maybe he's in some kind of trouble and you can help him. Go open the door!
The knocking grew more persistent. She hurried across the room and swept the door open in one quick movement. It was as she had thought. The boy standing on her doorstep was Ron. He had dark hair, he was taller than Paul and broader in the shoulders. Her eyes fell toward his crotch. Yes, she could see a promising bulge in his pants. She told him to come inside and she locked the door as soon as he was in the room.
Neither one of them spoke for a moment. He was looking at her with a mischievous look in his eyes.
Finally he spoke. "Miss Andrews, I… I want you to know that I know that you and Paul have been fucking." He didn't flush as he said the word, but Miss Andrews did.
"Why… why… I don't know what you're talking about," she lied.
"Miss Andrews," he went on, "I've seen you suck off Paul. I've seen him fuck you, I've seen you fuck him, and I've even…" He lowered his voice.
"I seen him fuck you in the ass! My father is a member of the school board," he continued, "and I know if he ever heard that one of the teachers was fuckin' one of the students, the teacher might get into some really big trouble."
"What do you want, Ron?" she stammered. She knew what she wanted. She was staring at his crotch and the bulge in his jeans was beginning to stir. The sight of his prick outlined in his jeans was making her weak. She forgot her promise to Brad and her promise to Paul never to see him again. Without a word, she slipped to her knees in front of Ron, and without further delay frantically unzipped his pants. Brenda pressed her cheek against his crotch and she felt his rod stirring against her cheek.
He gasped as she unzipped him, but he did not try to stop her. She looked up at him for a word of encouragement, but his eyes were tightly closed. His pelvis was thrust forward, his legs spread, and she lost no further time in freeing his cock from the confines of his shorts. It jumped out at her from his crotch, its seven-inch shaft wavering. His prick was so engorged and stiff she was afraid it would burst if she did not take care of it for him at once.
He did not protest as she exposed his cock and took the swollen instrument into her waiting mouth.
"Suck me, Miss Andrews," the boy said. "Suck me off like you did Paul."
She cupped his balls in both hands and he gulped as he felt the warmth of her. Very slowly, very deliberately she sucked inward, pulling the length of his dick into her moist mouth. He could feel her sucking him into the depths of her throat and his senses reeled as her tongue began to lick his shaft, slurping softly over the smooth skin, then nibbling and slurping faster and faster, from top to bottom, up and down the length of his rod, slurping and sucking, tickling his balls with her pointed tongue.
Ron groaned with delight. His eyes were closed, his mouth was open, his fingers digging into her shoulders as he clung to her for support. "Oh!" he gasped. "Oh, Miss Andrews… soooo… so good! Soo… good, ah… ah… mmm… that's so good… keep doing it, Miss Andrews!" he begged. His lingers dug brutally into her shoulders and she winced under his pressure, but she did not drop his cock from her mouth. She sucked his cock more vigorously, slurping it in and out of her mouth in a rhythmic pattern.
He groaned as she grabbed his asscheeks and pulled him closer to her mouth. For a second, he lost his balance as she lunged toward him. As he pulled away, she dove for his cock with her mouth. She sucked it ever so gently back into her mouth, then pulled away for a second. Returning to his cock, she licked the head, nibbling and sucking, darting her tongue down to his balls and licking them in circles. Ron was grunting with passion. His hips were jerking into her mouth in a fucking motion, and she opened her lips wider as he plunged his cock deeper into her moist passage.
Her licking became more frantic and she felt her juices flowing as her body became more excited. His precious, beautiful cock! She had it in her mouth and she was giving it all the attention that it deserved! Her cunt was moist with her juices, and her nipples had become hard and erect.
Her partner was pumping madly into her mouth. His voice was barely audible as he whispered, "Miss Andrews, oh… so fucking good… oh… oh… please Miss Andrews, make me come! Make me squirt my juice down your throat! Suck me dry like you did Paul… oh… oh…"
He groaned with pleasure as he felt his cream shoot into her eager mouth. He fucked furiously into her throat and he sighed contentedly as she swallowed and lapped his last drop from his shaft. "So fucking good," he groaned.
Ron was weak for a second after he came. He opened his eyes and looked down at Brenda. She was still on her knees, his limp cock in her mouth as he moved backward. Her mouth followed him. She didn't want to let go of his sweet, cock. He was weak and gasping for air. Brenda clung to him with her mouth. She was all worked up now and her cunt was throbbing. She hadn't meant to suck him off like that. She really wanted to feel his hard, prick in her aching cunt! She wanted to feel his stiffness inside her pussy and she wanted him now!
"Ron, lay down on the floor, dear," she murmured. He didn't resist. He lay down on his back, his limp prick fallen to one side against his leg as she cuddled next to him.
"Ron, I want you to fuck me," she said.
"Gee, Miss Andrews, I… I…" He looked away, embarrassed as he saw his limp prick.
"Ron, I want to come too," she said. "Just stay where you are, I'll tell you what to do."
She had him in a sitting position now, and she leaned back, her legs toward his face, her thighs spread wide. "Now, Ron, play with my clit," she ordered.
The boy looked at her. He didn't comprehend what she wanted him to do. She took his hand. "Like this, Ron. Take your finger and fuck me with your hand." She grabbed his hand and shoved two fingers into her juicy cunt. Meanwhile, she maneuvered herself around so that her big tits were staring him in the face.
"Play with my tits, Ron."
He pulled his fingers from her cunt and eagerly grabbed for her breasts. He squeezed them, not too gently, pulling on the nipples, fascinated as they became erect from his touch.
"Suck my breasts," she gasped, and the boy leaned over, hungrily pulling one huge tit into his mouth as he lapping her nipple with an unpracticed tongue.
She groaned with delight as he fingered her breasts, making her nipples hard and firm. Meanwhile her hands roamed down his smooth chest. She playfully poked his belly button and then dropped her hand to his crotch.
There it was! The boy was getting hard again and she knew it would be only minutes before he would be rack hard and able to ram his prick up her cunt!
She dropped her head to his lap and sucked his prick into her mouth to complete the job. He groaned, and got set to be sucked off a second time, but Brenda had bigger and better ideas for him.
"Have you ever fucked a woman?" she asked. He hesitated. She didn't want to put the boy on the spot with her question, but she had a feeling that he had never shoved his stiff and swollen prick into a demanding cunt before.
She gently took his hand, showing him how to stroke her clit. He could feel it growing erect under his touch, and then she took his fingers and inserted them into her pussy and moved his fingers around so that she could feel the sensations. His fingers crept further up her juicy cunt as he played clumsily with her clit. His movements were making her gasp with delight, and her hips began to jerk as he finger-fucked her harder and harder.
"Oh, Ron, that's what I want!" she gasped. "But stick your prick in me. Please, Ron, hurry, stick your cock up me!"
Her legs flailed outward as he maneuvered into position. She held his cock in her hand and shoved it into her gaping cunt mouth.
"Mmmmmm… oh, Ron… so good… oh, I love your cock! Fuck me, oh, fuck me hard, Ron… please fuck me… I need your cock so badly!"
Ron was very excited at this point. His hard cock was throbbing as he felt the warmth and wetness of her cunt engulf his rod. Brenda spread her legs even wider, inviting his cock to penetrate her deeper and deeper. She groaned with delight as he rammed it in and out of her, slowly at first, and then faster and faster, building up to a tempo that would cause them both to explode in a short time. He pushed deeper and deeper, not caring whether or not he was hurting her. She cried out several times, but he thrust harder.
"Ah… oh… great… oh, so good… so… good…" she groaned over and over. Her teeth were clenched together tightly and she dug her fingernails into his asscheeks as she pulled him deeper and deeper into her hungry cunt. Her legs spread obscenely wider and wider as she pulled the boy's prick into her depths.
"Miss Andrews… oh… take my cock…" the boy gasped.
"Yes… yes… give me all your cock," she groaned as she felt the first twinge of her orgasm approaching.
She could feel his hard prick pulsating as he rammed it into her. She had a longing to pull it out of her cunt and lick it, kiss it, keep on kissing his sweet, cock all night, but she didn't do it. Brenda continued to groan and gasp as he fucked her fiercely, occasionally playing with her tit and probing into her mouth with his inexperienced tongue.
Ron quivered and she slowed her movements. She thought he was going to come, and she wanted to prolong the marvelous sensations for as long as she could. She slowed her actions and gently stroked his smooth back. Her body writhed under his as her famished pussy reached upward toward his cock. The boy was panting harder and harder, and Brenda was afraid it would all be over too soon!
"Ron, get on your back," she suggested. He pulled his slithering cock from her pussy as she placed him on his back and then knelt over him.
He was delirious with joy as he saw her huge tits swaying before his eyes. He relaxed and seemed to regain his composure as she gently slid her cunt down the length of his shaft. He was in her once again! She had entrapped his cock in her cunt, and she began her rocking motions, hoisting herself up and down frantically as Ron's rod slid in and out of her hot cunt.
His pleasure was enormous and he could only sigh and moan with delight. Her body felt so good as it contained his rock-hard cock. Brenda felt she was about to burnt, but she wanted to prolong her pleasure. She pulled her pussy from his cock and buried her head in his crotch once more. His pubic area smelled of perspiration, cum and her juices, but she wildly kissed and licked his prick. She just couldn't seem to get enough of him!
Ron's body convulsed as she sucked the length of his shaft into her mouth once more. "Miss Andrews, I'm going to come!" he gasped.
She quickly withdrew her mouth and rolled onto her back once more. Ron was pulled on top of her and instinctively he pushed his cock into her gaping cunt.
"Ron… Ron… oh, baby… baby… stick your cock farther up me!" She felt faint from passion and she knew she couldn't hold out any longer.
"Miss Andrews… I'm going to come!" he managed to groan.
"Yes… yes, Ron… I want you to come!"
She wrapped her legs tightly around him and dug her fingers into his back as she pulled him into her. It was too much for Ron. His body began to shake and he almost fainted as he felt the unbelievable sensations shooting through his prick, and his whole body was racked with pleasure as he pumped his jism into her hot cunt.
"Oh… oh… mmmmmm… good!" he moaned. "Ummm… I'm COMING!" His spurting seemed to go on for a long time as he cried out over and over again and clung to Brenda as he felt the very last drop of his cream dripping from his exhausted cock.