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Mrs. Cooper put the last corrected physics test on her desk and switched off the table lamp. There. All done. Time to go home. As she walked out of her office, she realized that she had forgotten her keys in her classroom. She walked over to the physics lab, and opened the door. What she saw brought her, the ever-cool woman, to stop and stare at the scene in front of her.
“Oh my goodness!” she exclaimed.
Two young people quickly got to their feet and tried to straighten their clothes, but it was pretty obvious what had been going on. Ronnie Sherman, that year’s greatest student and valedictorian, had been having sex on top of the teacher’s desk in the school library with Lyda Harris, one of the cheerleaders!
“Mrs. Cooper!” Ronnie said, while he struggled to get his hard dick back inside his trousers. “I'm sorry… I didn't mean to…”
“I'm sorry too, Mrs. Cooper!” said Lyda, pulling her panties back up.
“Come with me,” said Mrs. Cooper sternly.
The two teenagers followed her, ashamed and miserable, buttoning and straightening their clothes. Mrs. Cooper went into her office and sat down behind her desk. Ronnie and Lyda remained standing, both hanging their heads, looking very uncomfortable. Mrs. Cooper looked at them. She had no problem understanding why these normally so well-behaved k**s had been unable to resist the temptation. Lyda was a pretty girl, with a curvy body, and a deep cleavage. Ronnie was a handsome young man with broad shoulders and a slim, firm body. He'd be hard for any girl to resist. Mrs. Cooper had even heard some of her co-workers mentioning that they wouldn't mind breaking in that young stud. It was only natural, at the age of 18, that these two k**s would be attracted to each other, and she told them so. However, as Mrs. Cooper also pointed out to them, attraction was one thing, and copulating in the physics lab quite another.
“We do not tolerate this kind of behavior in school,” she said. “I will have no choice but to inform the headmaster about this incident.”
“Oh, no!” said Lyda.
“We will of course also inform your parents,” said Mrs. Cooper.
“NO!” the two teenagers screamed.
“My mom will KILL me!” said Lyda.
“I would suspect that you will be suspended for a period of 2-3 weeks,” said Mrs. Cooper.
“Please, Mrs. Cooper, isn't there a way we could get punished without telling our parents or anyone else what has happened?” said Ronnie. “We could get detention…”
“I'm afraid it's all out of my hands,” said Mrs. Cooper.
Ronnie looked panicked.
“I'll get kicked out of the cheerleading squad if this comes out!” said Lyda, with tears in her eyes.
“You should have thought of that before you chose to have sex in my classroom,” said Mrs. Cooper, who has beginning to get irritated by this unpleasant situation. “That will be all. You may go now.”
Ronnie and Lyda left, Lyda still sobbing, Ronnie in a state of mild shock. Mrs. Cooper massaged her temples. She didn't like being this hard on a couple of nice k**s like these, but… those were the rules. She took out a paper and began to write a report to hand in to the headmaster the next morning.
“Mrs. Cooper? Could I talk to you? Please?”
Ronnie, had returned, alone this time.
“I've already told you,” Mrs. Cooper began, but Ronnie interrupted her.
“Mrs. Cooper, if the headmaster finds out about what I've done, I'm not going to be the valedictorian,” said Ronnie.
“Certainly not,” said Mrs. Cooper.
“My parents are REALLY looking forward to hear me hold the speech at my graduation day,” said Ronnie. “They're so proud of me. Dad's has bought a camcorder, just for this occasion! My grandmother is coming to see me be the valedictorian! It would kill her to find out I had been replaced as a valedictorian and expelled for having sex in school premises! Please, Mrs. Cooper… I'll do anything you want, if you'll promise me not to tell anyone about this!”
“Ronnie, I really can't do that,” said Mrs. Cooper gently.
“Please,” Mrs. Cooper! said Ronnie. “I'll do anything you want! I'll graze your lawn, I'll clean your floors with my tongue, I'll be your personal slave! This means EVERYTHING for me! Please, Mrs. Cooper, PLEASE!”
Ronnie's voice was trembling, and the 18-year-old boy's eyes were glazed with tears. Mrs. Cooper's heart melted. “All right, Ronnie, I will NOT tell the headmaster,” she said.
Flooded with relief, Ronnie embraced her with all his strength and kissed her lips violently.
“Just tell me what to do, and I'll do it for you, Mrs. Cooper!” he said, shining of happiness and relief.
Mrs. Cooper looked at him carefully. She was in her early-50's, a short, plump woman with brown hair that was getting grey at the sides of her head. She had been a widow for 7 years, since her husband had passed away in a car crash. Seven years of loneliness and missing her friend and lover. The grief had turned into a melancholy longing, but the missing of a lover was still there. Mrs. Cooper, although she appeared to be cool and strict, missed the passionate love-making that she and her husband had enjoyed so much. She looked the handsome young man's body over again.
“Will you actually do ANYTHING I ask of you, Ronnie?” she said.
“Anything!” promised Ronnie. “What do you want me to do, Mrs. Cooper?”
“I want you to make love to me.”
Ronnie rose from the chair, staring at the older woman. He must have heard wrong. Surely, the proper Mrs. Cooper hadn't just given him an indecent proposal?
“I have been very lonely since my husband passed away,’ said Mrs. Cooper. “I want a man. I want to feel passion. I want to have sex.”
“But, Mrs. Cooper, I…” said Ronnie, but stopped.
He had no idea what to say.
“You said you would do anything for me if I didn't tell the headmaster about what I saw you and Lyda do,” Mrs. Cooper told him matter-of-factly. “And I want you to make love to me. Do we have a deal, Ronnie?”
Ronnie hesitated. He thought about what his friends would say if they found out about him and Lyda getting caught. He thought about what his family would say if he was expelled. He thought about his grandmother. He looked at Mrs. Cooper, the strict old woman with the plump figure and the grey hair. She was even older than his mother! Then again… she had asked him to have sex with her. She may not be as beautiful as Lyda, but… sex. Ronnie wasn't very experienced with sex. Lyda was his first girlfriend. They had been dating for several months, but just recently begun to have sex, as Lyda had said that she wanted to wait until she felt ready for it. And here was a woman who actually asked him to have sex with her!
“OK, Mrs. Cooper,” he said. “What do you want me to do?”
“Start by coming over here and giving me another kiss,” said Mrs. Cooper.
Ronnie did as he was told, and felt the old school-teacher run her hands up and down his body while he played with her tongue. She put her hands around his butt and pressed him closer to her. To his surprise, Ronnie was beginning to get turned on.
“Take off your clothes,” she whispered. “Show me that hot, young body of yours.”
Ronnie undressed and put the clothes on the desk. Mrs. Cooper looked at his body with lusting eyes. Ronnie was no jock, but he was tall and slim and had a nice body with very little hair, except around his crotch, where a thick weave of brown curls framed a long, thin dick.
“You're magnificent,” Mrs. Cooper as she led him to sit in her chair. “Come over here. I want to suck you.”
Ronnie was getting less reluctant and more horny by the minute. Lyda never wanted to give him a blowjob! And they HAD been interrupted before he had had a chance to cum, back there in the lab.
Mrs. Cooper got to her knees and took Ronnie's cock in her mouth. She flicked her tongue eagerly all over it, while she jerked his shaft up and down in a steady rhythm. Ronnie held her head with both his hands and tilted his head backwards.
“Oh… he moaned. Oh yes… That feels great, Mrs. Cooper…”
She sucked hard on his cock, as if she was going to swallow it. Ronnie realized that he had to take a break, or he'd come right there, in her mouth. He made her stop, took her by the arms and made her stand up.
“Lie down on the desk,” he said. “Now it's my turn. I want to eat you.”
Mrs. Cooper got comfortable on the desk, with Ronnie's clothes under her head, and Ronnie pulled down her skirt and pantyhose, slid them off of her chubby legs, and let them drop to the floor. He gently pulled down her white cotton panties— what had he expected? — and looked at his teacher's pussy. It was plump and unshaved. Where Lyda had soft, girlish folds, Mrs. Cooper had fat pussy lips, covered in brown hair. And unlike Bonny, who kept her pussy clinically clean and perfumed, Mrs. Cooper smelled of a woman in heat. Ronnie found that he was getting even more turned on by her smell. He inhaled her scent in a deep breath, and then licked her pussy, from the very entrance up to the large clit, parting the hairy lips with his tongue. His set tongue explored the older woman's pussy; he licked, he nibbled, and he took her clit in his mouth and sucked on it gently. Mrs. Cooper writhed on the desk, moaning and sighing. She opened her blouse and pulled down her bra, so that her large, sagging breasts hung out. She played with her nipples, that were twice as big as Lyda's. Ronnie concentrated on the nub he was sucking, and all of a sudden, Mrs. Cooper moaned very loud, and he felt her grabbing his head and pressing his mouth over her clit. He felt very proud when he realized that he had taken her to orgasm. Even though Lyda had told him that she enjoyed it when he licked her pussy that one time behind the gym, she hadn't cum, and Ronnie had been ashamed over the fact that he hadn't been able to satisfy. But here he was, making his teacher moan and toss under his tongue!
“Ronnie, get inside me!” Mrs. Cooper groaned, with a voice he hardly recognized.
He was very willing to obey her, quickly got in position and pressed his cock into the old woman's cunt. She groaned when he entered her, held her knees up so that he could sink even deeper into her, and put her arms around his neck. Ronnie thrusted in and out, all the time looking into her eyes and getting very hot by seeing how horny he was making her. The position wasn't very good, though, so he pulled out and dragged her to her feet.
“Turn around!” he said. “Lean over the desk!”
As soon as she did, he slipped his dick back inside her and started pounding her doggy-style. Now he got even deeper inside her wet cunt, and he could also thrust much harder.
She grunted for each time he shoved his dick into her tight hole. Then Ronnie felt her hand reaching between his legs and grabbing his balls, playing with them. and this sent him over the edge. His cum spurted out rapidly. He let out a growl, and held himself still inside her as all of his semen pumped into her.
“No!” shouted Mrs. Cooper. “More!”
Ronnie replaced his dick with three of his fingers and fingered her violently until she came, cramping around his hand and howling out her satisfaction. Ronnie pulled his fingers out. They were covered in a mixture of his sperm and her juices.
Mrs. Cooper got up and straightened her blouse. They got dressed in silence. When they looked proper once again, Ronnie held her teacher's head between his hands and kissed her one more time.
“You promise you won't tell my parents or the headmaster about what I've done?” he said.
“Not a word,” Ronnie, promised Mrs. Cooper.
Ronnie took his bag and walked to the door, where he turned around, as if he had suddenly remembered something.
“What about Lyda?” he said.
Mrs. Cooper smiled.
“I think we can work something out,” she said.
“Oh my goodness!” she exclaimed.
Two young people quickly got to their feet and tried to straighten their clothes, but it was pretty obvious what had been going on. Ronnie Sherman, that year’s greatest student and valedictorian, had been having sex on top of the teacher’s desk in the school library with Lyda Harris, one of the cheerleaders!
“Mrs. Cooper!” Ronnie said, while he struggled to get his hard dick back inside his trousers. “I'm sorry… I didn't mean to…”
“I'm sorry too, Mrs. Cooper!” said Lyda, pulling her panties back up.
“Come with me,” said Mrs. Cooper sternly.
The two teenagers followed her, ashamed and miserable, buttoning and straightening their clothes. Mrs. Cooper went into her office and sat down behind her desk. Ronnie and Lyda remained standing, both hanging their heads, looking very uncomfortable. Mrs. Cooper looked at them. She had no problem understanding why these normally so well-behaved k**s had been unable to resist the temptation. Lyda was a pretty girl, with a curvy body, and a deep cleavage. Ronnie was a handsome young man with broad shoulders and a slim, firm body. He'd be hard for any girl to resist. Mrs. Cooper had even heard some of her co-workers mentioning that they wouldn't mind breaking in that young stud. It was only natural, at the age of 18, that these two k**s would be attracted to each other, and she told them so. However, as Mrs. Cooper also pointed out to them, attraction was one thing, and copulating in the physics lab quite another.
“We do not tolerate this kind of behavior in school,” she said. “I will have no choice but to inform the headmaster about this incident.”
“Oh, no!” said Lyda.
“We will of course also inform your parents,” said Mrs. Cooper.
“NO!” the two teenagers screamed.
“My mom will KILL me!” said Lyda.
“I would suspect that you will be suspended for a period of 2-3 weeks,” said Mrs. Cooper.
“Please, Mrs. Cooper, isn't there a way we could get punished without telling our parents or anyone else what has happened?” said Ronnie. “We could get detention…”
“I'm afraid it's all out of my hands,” said Mrs. Cooper.
Ronnie looked panicked.
“I'll get kicked out of the cheerleading squad if this comes out!” said Lyda, with tears in her eyes.
“You should have thought of that before you chose to have sex in my classroom,” said Mrs. Cooper, who has beginning to get irritated by this unpleasant situation. “That will be all. You may go now.”
Ronnie and Lyda left, Lyda still sobbing, Ronnie in a state of mild shock. Mrs. Cooper massaged her temples. She didn't like being this hard on a couple of nice k**s like these, but… those were the rules. She took out a paper and began to write a report to hand in to the headmaster the next morning.
“Mrs. Cooper? Could I talk to you? Please?”
Ronnie, had returned, alone this time.
“I've already told you,” Mrs. Cooper began, but Ronnie interrupted her.
“Mrs. Cooper, if the headmaster finds out about what I've done, I'm not going to be the valedictorian,” said Ronnie.
“Certainly not,” said Mrs. Cooper.
“My parents are REALLY looking forward to hear me hold the speech at my graduation day,” said Ronnie. “They're so proud of me. Dad's has bought a camcorder, just for this occasion! My grandmother is coming to see me be the valedictorian! It would kill her to find out I had been replaced as a valedictorian and expelled for having sex in school premises! Please, Mrs. Cooper… I'll do anything you want, if you'll promise me not to tell anyone about this!”
“Ronnie, I really can't do that,” said Mrs. Cooper gently.
“Please,” Mrs. Cooper! said Ronnie. “I'll do anything you want! I'll graze your lawn, I'll clean your floors with my tongue, I'll be your personal slave! This means EVERYTHING for me! Please, Mrs. Cooper, PLEASE!”
Ronnie's voice was trembling, and the 18-year-old boy's eyes were glazed with tears. Mrs. Cooper's heart melted. “All right, Ronnie, I will NOT tell the headmaster,” she said.
Flooded with relief, Ronnie embraced her with all his strength and kissed her lips violently.
“Just tell me what to do, and I'll do it for you, Mrs. Cooper!” he said, shining of happiness and relief.
Mrs. Cooper looked at him carefully. She was in her early-50's, a short, plump woman with brown hair that was getting grey at the sides of her head. She had been a widow for 7 years, since her husband had passed away in a car crash. Seven years of loneliness and missing her friend and lover. The grief had turned into a melancholy longing, but the missing of a lover was still there. Mrs. Cooper, although she appeared to be cool and strict, missed the passionate love-making that she and her husband had enjoyed so much. She looked the handsome young man's body over again.
“Will you actually do ANYTHING I ask of you, Ronnie?” she said.
“Anything!” promised Ronnie. “What do you want me to do, Mrs. Cooper?”
“I want you to make love to me.”
Ronnie rose from the chair, staring at the older woman. He must have heard wrong. Surely, the proper Mrs. Cooper hadn't just given him an indecent proposal?
“I have been very lonely since my husband passed away,’ said Mrs. Cooper. “I want a man. I want to feel passion. I want to have sex.”
“But, Mrs. Cooper, I…” said Ronnie, but stopped.
He had no idea what to say.
“You said you would do anything for me if I didn't tell the headmaster about what I saw you and Lyda do,” Mrs. Cooper told him matter-of-factly. “And I want you to make love to me. Do we have a deal, Ronnie?”
Ronnie hesitated. He thought about what his friends would say if they found out about him and Lyda getting caught. He thought about what his family would say if he was expelled. He thought about his grandmother. He looked at Mrs. Cooper, the strict old woman with the plump figure and the grey hair. She was even older than his mother! Then again… she had asked him to have sex with her. She may not be as beautiful as Lyda, but… sex. Ronnie wasn't very experienced with sex. Lyda was his first girlfriend. They had been dating for several months, but just recently begun to have sex, as Lyda had said that she wanted to wait until she felt ready for it. And here was a woman who actually asked him to have sex with her!
“OK, Mrs. Cooper,” he said. “What do you want me to do?”
“Start by coming over here and giving me another kiss,” said Mrs. Cooper.
Ronnie did as he was told, and felt the old school-teacher run her hands up and down his body while he played with her tongue. She put her hands around his butt and pressed him closer to her. To his surprise, Ronnie was beginning to get turned on.
“Take off your clothes,” she whispered. “Show me that hot, young body of yours.”
Ronnie undressed and put the clothes on the desk. Mrs. Cooper looked at his body with lusting eyes. Ronnie was no jock, but he was tall and slim and had a nice body with very little hair, except around his crotch, where a thick weave of brown curls framed a long, thin dick.
“You're magnificent,” Mrs. Cooper as she led him to sit in her chair. “Come over here. I want to suck you.”
Ronnie was getting less reluctant and more horny by the minute. Lyda never wanted to give him a blowjob! And they HAD been interrupted before he had had a chance to cum, back there in the lab.
Mrs. Cooper got to her knees and took Ronnie's cock in her mouth. She flicked her tongue eagerly all over it, while she jerked his shaft up and down in a steady rhythm. Ronnie held her head with both his hands and tilted his head backwards.
“Oh… he moaned. Oh yes… That feels great, Mrs. Cooper…”
She sucked hard on his cock, as if she was going to swallow it. Ronnie realized that he had to take a break, or he'd come right there, in her mouth. He made her stop, took her by the arms and made her stand up.
“Lie down on the desk,” he said. “Now it's my turn. I want to eat you.”
Mrs. Cooper got comfortable on the desk, with Ronnie's clothes under her head, and Ronnie pulled down her skirt and pantyhose, slid them off of her chubby legs, and let them drop to the floor. He gently pulled down her white cotton panties— what had he expected? — and looked at his teacher's pussy. It was plump and unshaved. Where Lyda had soft, girlish folds, Mrs. Cooper had fat pussy lips, covered in brown hair. And unlike Bonny, who kept her pussy clinically clean and perfumed, Mrs. Cooper smelled of a woman in heat. Ronnie found that he was getting even more turned on by her smell. He inhaled her scent in a deep breath, and then licked her pussy, from the very entrance up to the large clit, parting the hairy lips with his tongue. His set tongue explored the older woman's pussy; he licked, he nibbled, and he took her clit in his mouth and sucked on it gently. Mrs. Cooper writhed on the desk, moaning and sighing. She opened her blouse and pulled down her bra, so that her large, sagging breasts hung out. She played with her nipples, that were twice as big as Lyda's. Ronnie concentrated on the nub he was sucking, and all of a sudden, Mrs. Cooper moaned very loud, and he felt her grabbing his head and pressing his mouth over her clit. He felt very proud when he realized that he had taken her to orgasm. Even though Lyda had told him that she enjoyed it when he licked her pussy that one time behind the gym, she hadn't cum, and Ronnie had been ashamed over the fact that he hadn't been able to satisfy. But here he was, making his teacher moan and toss under his tongue!
“Ronnie, get inside me!” Mrs. Cooper groaned, with a voice he hardly recognized.
He was very willing to obey her, quickly got in position and pressed his cock into the old woman's cunt. She groaned when he entered her, held her knees up so that he could sink even deeper into her, and put her arms around his neck. Ronnie thrusted in and out, all the time looking into her eyes and getting very hot by seeing how horny he was making her. The position wasn't very good, though, so he pulled out and dragged her to her feet.
“Turn around!” he said. “Lean over the desk!”
As soon as she did, he slipped his dick back inside her and started pounding her doggy-style. Now he got even deeper inside her wet cunt, and he could also thrust much harder.
She grunted for each time he shoved his dick into her tight hole. Then Ronnie felt her hand reaching between his legs and grabbing his balls, playing with them. and this sent him over the edge. His cum spurted out rapidly. He let out a growl, and held himself still inside her as all of his semen pumped into her.
“No!” shouted Mrs. Cooper. “More!”
Ronnie replaced his dick with three of his fingers and fingered her violently until she came, cramping around his hand and howling out her satisfaction. Ronnie pulled his fingers out. They were covered in a mixture of his sperm and her juices.
Mrs. Cooper got up and straightened her blouse. They got dressed in silence. When they looked proper once again, Ronnie held her teacher's head between his hands and kissed her one more time.
“You promise you won't tell my parents or the headmaster about what I've done?” he said.
“Not a word,” Ronnie, promised Mrs. Cooper.
Ronnie took his bag and walked to the door, where he turned around, as if he had suddenly remembered something.
“What about Lyda?” he said.
Mrs. Cooper smiled.
“I think we can work something out,” she said.
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