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Brenda Cooper was well liked by the students at Grandview High. She was a sweet and personable English teacher who genuinely cared about her students. While she enjoyed her profession her personal life was not what she wanted it to be. In fact, she really did not have a social life to speak of.

The teacher was not sure if the reason for this was that she became very introverted around other adults; especially men. Or perhaps the lack of being able to have fun was, in part, caused by what she thought was her basic unattractiveness. Brenda had coal black hair with deep blue eyes and stood 5'3 weighing 160 pounds.

Her ass was large and round and she had large breasts that fluctuated between C and D cups over the course of the school year depending on her weight. Little did she know that there were many students that fantasized about her. As the more they got to know her the hotter she became to them.

Every morning the 26 year old teacher bounced out of bed and hurriedly got ready as she loved teaching Drama and 12th grade English. In fact, she had not missed a day in the four years she had been doing her job. On the other hand, Brenda practically dreaded going back to her small apartment each evening because it was so lonely.

Everyone on the faculty really liked Brenda and some of her friends had even tried to fix her up with men. But, because it took her awhile to come out of her shell the dates didn't go anywhere. Frustrated beyond normal reason Brenda knew that she had to do something to turn things around.

At first, she tried chat rooms and instant messaging but only found guys that wanted sex without strings and she clearly wanted a real relationship. The dating sites didn't work for her as there weren't many guys on them around the small town she lived in and the skinny blonde bombshells seemed to scoop the few there were up before she had a chance.

Books seemed to hold the answers for her as they had always done. Thinking back on everything she had read that included women with similar problems blackmail seemed to be one viable answer. She wasn't sure if she could really do it and who would she blackmail and what did she have to hold over a victim's head.

On Monday morning she scanned over her second hour Exposition class and the obvious answer came to her. This was a class filled with college bound students as they needed it to be admitted to most universities in the area. Many of these k**s were also hoping for scholarships so every grade was critical.

The first thing she would do is look up all of the guys in both her second hour and fifth hour Exposition classes and find out who was 18 and eliminate the u******e pupils. There was no reason to checkout her other four classes as most of the students weren't college bound or in the case of her Drama class most of the guys there were already in her Exposition classes.

This eliminated eight of the 26 boys. The next step was to look at their academic records to see who needed a good grade from her the most. In other words, who was on the bubble for scholarships or college admission? Nine of the students were already accepted to colleges but didn't have the grades for a scholarship. Four of them could have flunked her class and still would have received decent scholarships.

That left five students for her consideration. Brenda spent Tuesday and Wednesday observing the five potential victims as she had to make the right decision as if she picked wrong it would cost her the career she loved. Therefore, looks were not important in the decision.

The most critical factors were just how close to the scholarship line they seemed to be and how much she could help or hurt their chances along with most importantly their personality. As she graded papers Wednesday night she had cut the field down to two finalists. Surprisingly, both boys were fairly attractive in her eyes.

Like her they both appeared to be very shy. Patrick won out because she liked the sense of humor in his writings. He was about 5'7" and weighed 125 pounds with light brown hair and hazel eyes. He wore glasses and was neatly groomed.

Patrick always showed teachers and fellow students maximum respect even when they didn't deserve it. He was truly one of the most intelligent k**s in his graduating class but had gotten a few lower grades his sophomore year when his dad left his mother. So, the teacher put her flimsy plan into action.

Pulling out Patrick's composition she made three copies of it. She laughed as she realized she only actually needed two copies and tossed the original in the trash. One good thing about being an English teacher was that you could grade subjectively and give any grade you wanted. At least, that was the feeling of the students and she thought there was some merit to it.

That is why the first paper of the year she always graded without identifying information so that no bias would enter into the grade. She also did this with the semester finals. Brenda graded all three copies of the paper. On the first one she gave Patrick every break and praised his comparison skills giving him an A.

On the second paper she graded it just as it should have been graded and gave him a B for his work. On the final copy she found every little flaw marking red ink all over the work. Every mark was technically correct and she blasted his lack of factual information to support his conclusions and wrote a great big capital F on the upper right hand corner.

Not wanting to embarrass the boy the next day Brenda held back his paper and that of one of the girls asking them to see her after class. She dispatched the girl fast giving her her essay and while praising her for one of the best pieces of writing she had ever seen. She knew the girl would turn beet red with if she applauded her work in front of the entire class. Patrick stood there nervously and shifted from foot to foot.

"Take a look at this young man," Brenda demanded in her most authoritarian voice. He was standing only two feet from her with his bulging crotch at her eye level as she plopped his essay on to the desk. The boy who had just turned 18 the month before gasped in utter horror when he saw the "F" at the top of the first page of the essay he had spent hour upon hour working on.

"Oh my god, how, why, I don't understand," Patrick sputtered looking for words to express his dismay. His face turned red in anger.

"We don't have time to talk about this now. You need to get on to your next class. I'll keep a hold of this and you can come by after school and we'll go over it together, ok," she said sternly but with a garden full of butterflies swirling around her stomach. His mind was a muddle as he walked from the room with his head down in shame.

Classes passed by but Patrick's mind was still on Ms. Cooper and that paper. The student couldn't figure it out. He didn't know what was wrong as he was sure the paper was a lot better than the "F" on it. He must have done something to piss off his favorite teacher. Until that moment he had gotten stiff every time he thought of his English teacher.

Patrick had sprawled out on his bed after school jacking off thinking of her big ass or her perfect tits several times in the past couple of months. With a sense of doom he shuffled into her classroom right after the dismissal bell rang. As he walked toward her Brenda motioned for him to sit in one of the student desks as she shut the door.

Strutting across the room she picked up some papers and then went over to the boy. Putting each of the three differently graded papers down in front of him one after another she said, "Patrick, here is the grade you are getting. Here is the grade that you earned. And, here is the grade that could be yours."

Confusion ran throughout the boy's body as he scanned the three papers. He frowned at the worst one; didn't look thrilled at the one she graded honestly; and, was puzzled by the one with an "A" on it. He couldn't understand what it all meant. Then it hit him that she wanted him to buy his grade. He was heartbroken as he thought she was better than that. Frowning he looked into her face.

"Ms. Cooper I don't have a lot of money. But, I really need the "A" from this class. How much do you want me to pay for it?" he asked dryly. He saw her in a new and disappointing light. For her part Brenda thought briefly about dropping the whole thing after seeing the look on his face.

But, her strong sex drive won out and she was happy that Patrick had immediately caught the gist of her presentation. Time ticked by ever so slowly as the teacher tried to pick her words very carefully. Leaning over him from behind she whispered, "I don't want any money from you, Patrick."

"Then what do you want? Who do I need to kill?" he queried now more confused than ever. Thoughts swirled around his head giving him a headache. Brenda smile and thought that the student might just be serious and be willing to literally kill for the good grade. She leaned in, even closer, her breasts pressing into his shoulder.

"It is like this I live alone and need some help doing routine maintenance around my apartment. I don't have enough money to pay someone to fulfill my needs. So, if you want an "A" that is where you come in," her confidence was building in her plan. The teacher felt and smelt so good against him that he was already forgiving her for her blackmail. In fact, he felt kind of sorry for her.

Here she was living alone and had no one else to help with heavy duty chores like moving furniture. After reasserting that he wanted an "A" he agreed to do whatever chores she had in mind. She promised that it wouldn't be all the time and usually not too strenuous. She slipped a small piece of paper into the boy's hand and agreed to meet after dinner that very evening.

Brenda kept all three papers and didn't put a mark in her grade book. She needed to be convinced of the boy's willingness to go through with what she had in mind. She had no intention of flunking the boy unless things went terribly wrong. The worst she would do was give him whatever grade he actually earned.

The four hours between the end of the school day and their meeting seemed like a lifetime to the both of them. At one point the thought of sex with Ms. Cooper actually crossed Patrick's mind. But, to him, there was no way in hell that it would be what she wanted to happen. He hurried over to her place as soon as he ate his last bite wanting to get the chores over with.

Consumed by her plan Brenda knew she had to come up with something for him to do as a pretense of needing help. Unfortunately, she wasn't feeling very creative and the only thing she could think of was rearranging her living room. Out of a desire to both be seductive and comfortable she changed into tight fitting mid-thigh long shorts and a halter top with ample cleavage.

The final touch was letting down the long black hair that fell halfway down her back, as she answered the door. Speechless, Patrick stood there dumb-founded at the vision in front of him. He had never seen Ms. Cooper like this before and his cock sprang to full attention straining against his pants. He simply muttered, "Hi Ms. Cooper."

"Hi Patrick, come on in so we can get busy," she said almost breathlessly. Her tone was very sexy to the boy. As she led him inside her ass swayed sensually. Smiling to herself she went to the living room as she knew he was turned on judging from how quiet he had gotten but she didn't know if he would cooperate in fulfilling her desire.

Rapidly they moved a couple of chairs and the teacher offered her student a soda pop. Brenda found her panties getting increasingly wet. This subtle approach of showing off her body didn't seem to be working as Patrick hadn't made one little pass at her. Even when she had wiggled her ass inches in front of his face.

Nervously Patrick waited for his next assignment. He thought the older lady was making a pass at him. But, after all, she was his teacher so he didn't want to make a mistake and make things even worse. Brenda decided that the blunt approach was best as she had seen it work in dozens of movies.

Inhaling deep and fumbling with the material of her halter top she approached Patrick sitting at the dining table. Her crotch was now inches from the boy's face. Reflexively the boy leaned away fearing he was too close. This motion caused the teacher to pause wondering if she had read the boy wrong. But, she was too horny to turn back now.

"You know, Patrick, I've seen you staring at my ass when I'm writing on the blackboard," she said trying to sound cool and calm. She gingerly placed a hand on his shoulder. A shudder ran from the student's shoulders all the way down his spine.

"Ah, Ms. Cooper, no I haven't, honest," he stammered his face turning a bright fire engine red. However, his eyes were glued firmly to her tits as sweat poured from under his arms. There seemed to be no escape. He was startled when the tits disappeared and suddenly her ass took over his view as she turned around.

"Here, why don't you have a closer look at it, touch it if you want to? I'll tell you what I'll even let you see it covered only by my panties," she purred saying panties like it was a dirty word. Seconds later he was confronted by her Size 8 pink silky bikini panties against her ebony skin. A hint of the sweet aroma of her honey drifted up to his nose.

Worried that this might be some kind of weird trap he slowly reached up and touched the very top of her panties. Brenda was delighted as she figured nature would take over in a matter of moments. So, confidently she pushed her rump a bit closer to her student and untied her halter letting it float to the floor. "Oh my gawd Ms. Cooper what is going on?" he asked trembling. Even though he wasn't sure what she exactly wanted him to do or if he should do it he soon found his hands caressing her ass as if it were a piece of fine china Brenda was enjoying the boy's soft touch but was ready for a bit of hotter action as she slid onto his lap.

"What do you think of my titties Patrick," She asked as she put her arm around his neck as she sat across his lap. With a deep hunger she put her other arm around him before he could answer and passionately kissed him. Patrick greedily kissed his teacher back putting one hand across her smooth back with the other landing gently on her melon.

"Oh my gawd they're amazing," he said in pure awe. Brenda pulled his face deep into her cleavage completing her invitation. He gladly accepted the offer and was kissing wildly from tit to tit in seconds. He had kissed girl's breasts but there seemed to be something extra erotic about Ms. Cooper's; maybe it was because she was his teacher. Or, maybe it was because this was his first time smooching with a black woman or maybe even it was that she was nearly a decade older than him.

Most likely all of these factors combined to arouse him more than he had ever been in his young life. Brenda felt her panties getting wetter and wetter as she wriggled on his lap. He was actually good at what he was doing. His lips and mouth were working magic on her chest. He continued to knead her boobs as he sucked each nipple into his mouth.

"Pull out your cock and let me see it," she demanded. The boy quickly obeyed and showed her his seven inch erection. The teacher gulped at the appearance of his hard shaft. Slowly she wrapped her hand around his pole as she encouraged him to be more aggressive with her boobs.

Ravenously he played with and kissed her orbs. Smiling, he thought to himself that he liked the flavor of chocolate titties. Brenda sure liked the way he was pleasuring her as her stroking became more and more rapid on the youngster's cock. Patrick did everything he could to hold back from cumming and lasted five minutes before splashing his seed all over the teacher's hand and his own stomach.

Taking him by the hand Brenda led Patrick the few steps to the couch in the living room. Immediately they were engaged in a heavy kiss. The teacher moved his hand to the moist crotch of her undies. As Patrick began caressing her through the material Brenda moved the crotch of her panties aside allowing him skin on skin contact and full access to her womanhood. She whispered, "Patrick make me cum!"

Her hands were all over her victim's body and she knew it wouldn't be long until she came. Patrick marveled at his teacher's pussy. He ran his finger through the forest of wild hair he found there. Then after sliding his fingers up and down the slit several times he touched her clit causing Brenda to jump.

Stopping at her button he delicately swirled his fingertip all around it. Gradually he applied more and more pressure speeding up his strokes. Their kissing and caressing became more and more torrid. Brenda had only heard moaning this loud in porno movies. She was very surprised to realize that it was her doing the moaning.

Brenda's nails clawed into Patrick's back as she let out a roar splashing his hand with her honey as she came. Covering her sopping wet cut back up Brenda fell back on the sofa to recover. But, her lover wanted more and started to get on top of her. He frowned in frustration when she put out a stop sign.

Instead of continuing the tryst Brenda told him to put his member away and report right back to her apartment after school the next day. Patrick was dumb founded. He couldn't believe Ms. Cooper would take him to the brink of ecstasy and then suddenly stop everything. Nerves and shyness were only two of the factors that were getting in Brenda's way of fully seducing the boy.

Rationalizing things she figured if the boy turned her in for inappropriate behavior at this moment she couldn't say that they had fucked. Somehow it seemed like a 'lesser crime' to her. She also figured he was more likely to return if she left him in lust and not fully satisfied. Dejected Patrick left agreeing to return the next day.

Class seemed to have a different feel after their interlude. He didn't hear a word she said and openly stared at her body remembering all they had and had not done. His cock was a rock in his pants as he salivated over those perfect melons, round ass and her beautiful hairy pussy. She had to tap his shoulder when class was over.

Needless to say he was in such heavy heat that he actually got to her apartment before she did. The boy probably did 90 miles an hour driving through residential areas. Gleefully Brenda sprang from her car seeing that he was already there. She was finally confident that her student was hers for the taking.

However, there was still a big part of her that knew how wrong this whole thing was. Running it through her mind she decided, as she approached her door, to take it moment by moment as it wouldn't be too late to back out until they actually had sex; or, so she believed. She summoned up her courage as she let Patrick inside.

One decision she had already made was not to let the boy into her bed until she was ready to fuck him. She figured once he was in her bed there would be no stopping him. As soon as the door closed she fell into his arms and grabbed his ass as they kiss furiously. Their tongues intertwined and danced savagely.

"Have a seat in the recliner, she whispered as she pulled his t-shirt over his head. His ass landed in the chair before Brenda had put down her car keys and purse. Then, kneeling in front of him, she took off his socks and shoes. Moments later her hands were on his fly and she was unfastening his pants.

With the excitement building Patrick lifted his ass off of the chair so the older woman could slide his undies and jeans off. She gasped at the vision before her as this was her first close up look at his jewels. Pushing his legs apart Brenda slowly rubbed her hands up his thighs until reaching the base of his erection.

She slid one hand under his ball sack and gently explored his testicles. The boy moaned in appreciation as her other hand was being wrapped around his member. Then taking a deep breath Brenda sucked the head of his cock into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. Patrick's hands clinched the arms of the chair tightly.

Gradually his cock disappeared deeper and deeper into her mouth until she had all seven inches inside. Brenda was enjoying her partner's taste as she began mouth fucking his rigid pole. When she slid her index finger into his asshole the boy nearly jumped out of the chair and let out a growl that sounded like a war hoop.

Patrick's hips came up to meet each of her downward strokes as her sucking became more intense. He had never felt anything quite like the sucking his teacher was giving him. His balls were boiling and his cock was twitching; sure signs he was about to explode. He yelped, "I'm cumming Ms. Cooper; oh shit!"

As much as the teacher tried to swallow his spunk much of it wound up on her face and neck. Sitting back she pushed most of the stray cum into her mouth. Patrick was huffing and puffing as he came down from his powerful orgasm. Brenda handed him his underwear and told him to slip it on.

Curious about why he had to slip his undies back on Patrick kept his mouth shut and obediently did as he was directed. For Brenda having the lad put back on his briefs was her way of controlling the situation until she was ready to take him to her bedroom. Then as she stood on her knees she slowly and seductively pulled her top off over her head revealing her lemon yellow bra.

Patrick's attention was immediately focused to her chest. He had never seen or heard of a yellow bra before. It was very sexy against the teacher's ebony skin. Getting to her feet Brenda kicked off her shoes and turned to face away from Patrick. Shimmying out of her pants she asked, "What are you thinking now? Is there something you'd like to say?"

"Teacher, teacher I declare I see someone's underwear," Patrick said dryly. Brenda laughed at the goofy statement that a c***d would say on the playground. But, only lust could be seen in the young man's eyes as they were fixated on Brenda's matching yellow silky bikini undies. She felt more sensual than ever before at that moment.

"Student, student I declare I want to see your mouth down there. So, how about taking them off for me?" the teacher teased back keeping things in the spirit of the boy's ridiculous statement. The moment she turned back around Patrick had his arms wrapped around her waist. Their lips met with torrid passion.

As Brenda humped his half erect cock her panties fell from her firm rump. Gently she guided him to the couch. Suddenly she found herself getting nervous again; but only half as nervous as the boy was. No girl had ever invited him to kiss their pussy before. He could not admit this fact to her. He hoped he wouldn't do it wrong.

His jaw dropped and he gasped when he saw the inner folds of her pussy lips as the teacher got comfortable on the couch. He was in awe as he hadn't actually seen her vaginal opening the day before. The erection in his trousers was begging for release as he wanted to put it inside of her so badly. Gingerly the boy stepped forward.

Kneeling at the side of the couch he first found that her foot was in his way. He picked it up to move it and noticed for the first time how pretty a ladies foot could be. Her feet were pedicured and were coated with deep red nail polish. He caressed the arch of her foot and softly kissed all along it. Brenda moved her foot from his mouth and putting it on his shoulder began guiding him up her leg to her leaking hole.

As he kissed up her leg he couldn't believe how soft and silky her skin was. By the time he reached her thigh the aroma of her sweet honey began taking over his nostrils causing him to suddenly speed up his travel toward her sexual center. A shudder ran through the teacher's body when the boy's nose touched her pubic hair tickling her.

Inhaling deeply Patrick prepared himself for a new experience while he wrapped one arm around the thigh that was against the back of the sofa. He used his other hand to gently explore the teacher's pubic region. Lovingly he spread apart the outer folders even wider and ran his fingertips up and down her wet slit.

Working up his courage he kissed the top of her pubic bone. Then, as Brenda wanted to yell at him to get on with it, he proceeded to her thick forest of hair. Gently, he moved his hand from her pussy and wrapped it around her other thigh. The beckoning aroma was just too much to resist so Patrick was now ready to risk doing it wrong. All he knew at that moment was that, for better or worse, he had to kiss her pussy.

Tentatively he flicked his tongue over her left outer lip and drew it into his mouth. The sweet taste was like no other he had ever experienced. Quickly he flicked his tongue out again on her right cunt lip. A soft moan came from the teacher. Seconds later his hungry mouth was freely exploring all over her pussy and even scooping out her hole.

Then he remembered how crazy she had gotten the day before when he touched her clitoris. So, finding her special button with his mouth, he swirled his tongue all over it and right across her piss hole. Brenda grabbed his hair firmly between her fingers pulling him even closer to her. Sensing her excitement Patrick concentrated on the nub with even more passion which caused Brenda to buck her hips furiously.

It seemed to Patrick now that he had nothing to worry about as apparently eating pussy was like kissing just a natural function that you were born with. He had forgotten all about those porn articles about men who had horrible technique. Brenda was in pure ecstasy as her pussy was quaking and quivering under the assault it was being given.

Gush after gush of cream flowed from his lover as Patrick continued to try and please his English Teacher. In vain he tried to eat every drop but her flood of juices was just too much. Brenda clamped her legs around his back as her ass lifted several inches from the couch. She came over and over again. Each orgasm seemed harder than the one before.

Finally, completely drained, she pushed her student away from her snatch. Patrick used his fingers to scoop the honey dripping from his face and neck into his mouth as he sat back. He admired her pussy now totally covered in her own cream. The experience was fantastic for Brenda but her head became flooded with emotions.

On one hand she desperately wanted a cock in her pussy but she was also so drained that she would need to rest for awhile. The longer the both of them sat in silence the more time she had to think about things. It occurred to her that fucking was not a real option as by the time she recovered enough to fully enjoy it she would be late for the mandatory PTA meeting that night.

This was especially true as she hadn't eaten anything other than Patrick's spunk for dinner. Patrick's member had surged to full erection and he was ready to take her pussy right then. He caressed her thighs in hopes of some signal from his sexy partner. But, the signal never came as Brenda suddenly got a stern look on her face.

"Go to the bathroom and wash that stuff off your face. Then get out of here. I'll see you at school tomorrow. What a fucking mess you've made of me and my couch," Brenda spit out crossly. It was true both Brenda and the couch were soaked in her fluids. But, that was not the real reason she had him leave.

She was using her acting skills to end things quickly enough to make it back to school and, more importantly, keep the upper hand on her student. He had to know that she was fully in charge. As Patrick emerged from the restroom Brenda was still on her back, legs further apart than ever. She was mindlessly playing with her nipples. He started to say something but she stared at him and motioned him to the door.

Dejected Patrick sulked and shuffled out of his teacher's apartment. He couldn't figure out how one moment he had a mouth full of pussy and the next he was headed back to his regular boring life. Dozens of thoughts ran through his head. The grades didn't matter to him nearly as much as finally getting to fuck his teacher did.

But, the way she had dismissed him he wasn't sure that would ever happen. He wondered if he had done something wrong. Had he screwed up when he kissed her pussy? Or, was kissing her feet just too creepy for her? He had a great trouble concentrating on his homework that night. Instead he used his classic Atari console to play Pong and Pac Man.

In class the next day it seemed like the teacher was totally ignoring him. The one time they made eye contact she seemed to glare at him. Little did he know that near the end of the class as the students took a quiz Brenda sat behind her desk and rubbed herself through her clothing until she came thinking of him.

As the students finished the quiz Brenda walked around the class looking for signs of cheating. As she passed her lover's desk she dropped a small note for him. The note instructed the student to meet her an hour after school at her place. Patrick's heart soared and his cock got hard. Maybe, he thought, she would finally let him experience his ultimate fantasy.

It was make or break for Brenda as she absolutely had to submit the grade on Patrick's paper the next day unless she had a very good reason. She assumed that black mailing a student for sex would not be considered a good reason for delaying the grade. She hurried home and got out the condoms she had nervously purchased a few days earlier and put them on her nightstand.

She predicted that her student, being 18 and only thinking of lust, would not remember proper protection. She put a towel across the bed remembering the mess on the sofa the day before. Carefully she laid out her sexy shortie nightie. Finishing off the work in the bedroom she changed clothes. Determined to have fun she put on her baggiest shirt and sweatpants trying to appear ready for hard work and as far from sexy as she could get.

Standing outside of the apartment the time passed ever so slowly as Patrick waited to knock on Ms. Cooper's door. Confused and angry he moved into her apartment after he saw how she was dressed. The look on his face was priceless to the teacher. She was having fun now. She couldn't torture him this way for long.

Brenda had a dust cloth in her hand as she looked her prey over. Sternly she showed him the vacuum cleaner and ordered him to vacuum the living room. Patrick's face turned deep red. He couldn't take it and blurted out, "What is going on Ms Cooper? I thought, I thought we're going to...well you know make out."

"I never said you would touch me young man. Our agreement was that you would do whatever I needed you to do. And, right now, I need my floor vacuumed. So, get to it; no dawdling," she sounded cold as ice as she spoke. Her pussy tingled slightly as she watched him bend over to plug the sweeper in.

On the verge of running out the door or even having tears come to his eyes Patrick turned the machine on. Brenda watched for only a minute. She had to move quickly as the living room was quite small. Scurrying back to her bed she tossed the shirt and sweat pants into her closet and put on her nightie.

As his cock shrank Patrick diligently cleaned the floor as he didn't want to take any chances. Meanwhile, Brenda smiled to herself as she was enjoying playing with his emotions but also knew she could never do this in a long term relationship or even very much longer in this relationship. It was, overall, too mean. She just wanted to see if she could do it one time.

Walking to her mirror she checked herself out and splashed on some perfume before going back to Patrick. Her nervousness was returning as this time there would be absolutely no turning back. Even if she tried to deny the boy he would probably push her into having sex. She took a deep breath and entered the living room.

The boy was using the crevice tool on some cob webs in the corner. She admired his desire to do the job right. Coming up behind him quietly she switched off the vacuum cleaner. Startled he looked around and nearly fell over when he saw her in her sheer night wear. Purring she spoke, "I really like the way you use that tool. Right now, however, I need you to use another tool back in the bedroom!"

It was a race to her room. She won handily as Patrick wasn't sure which door was the right one. Standing beside the bed Brenda waited for him. Their kiss was long and passionate as she helped him out of his shirt. Then, she sat on the edge of the bed as she watched him remove his shoes, pants, and finally his socks.

Brenda licked her lips upon seeing the tent in Patrick's underwear. His cock tried to escape through the fly. For several seconds they kept their positions; not moving an inch. It was as if they didn't know what to do next. Finally Brenda patted a spot beside her on the bed. After swallowing hard he slid down beside her.

Almost as if they hadn't done anything the prior two days they fidgeted nervously looking into each other's eyes. Slowly Patrick put an arm on her shoulder. The teacher turned her face toward his lacing a hand on his knee. A bill could have passed through Congress in the time it took their lips to meet.

But, once they began to kiss the passion was unleashed. It was almost as if they were trying to swallow one another's faces. Their hunger was so great. Before he knew it Patrick had his teacher on her back and he was on top of her luscious body. He wondered how she would compare to the two classmates he had fucked in the previous month.

Surely, Ms. Cooper being older and wiser would put them to shame. After all, she was eight years older than they were. Brenda totally gave herself over to him as she wrapped her arms around his back. His kisses were landing all over her. Sensually he kissed her mouth then quickly went to her ears, neck and shoulders.

As Patrick's hands fondled her boobs through the thin gown Brenda slipped her hand between them and into his undies. It took only a moment for her to find his cock and wrap her hand around it. Until the last two days she had thought that 'cock sluts' only existed in guy's fantasies. Now, she wasn't so sure.

There was no doubt that the erection in her hand sent shivers up her spine. She really loved sucking cock and the spunk that flowed out tasted great. It even felt great against her skin. Yes by damn, she wanted his cock and his cum anyway and everyway she could get it. Her hand began pumping him softly.

After shoving his briefs off of his ass she grunted and rolled them over so that now she was on top. Eagerly she pushed the garment the rest of the way off of her lover. Her ass was now beside Patrick's face. As she made love to his cock with her hands and mouth Patrick reached for the mammoth ass inches away from him.

Brenda licked and played with his member as if it were a Popsicle. She slid her tongue all around it and over his piss hole. Busily the boy shoved her nightie up her back and shoulders. When it became bunched around her armpits Brenda helped take it off the rest of the way off of her arms and over her head. She didn't notice that he had lifted up one of her legs and moved his face between her thighs.

It was only then that the inexperienced boy realized his mistake. With her legs on both sides of his face he couldn't just pull off her panties. Not letting that stop him he went right to work using his hands to fondle, tug and pinch allover her body. Brenda moaned when he twisted and pulled her nipples between his fingers.

Gradually her crotch came closer to the boy's face until making contact. He kissed all over the surface of the panties until Brenda showed him mercy as she lifted her ass up and put her legs together. She stayed in this position just long enough for him to pull the undies past her knees. His entire view was now filled with nothing but her sexy black ass.

Her cheeks were large, round and perfect. The crack was so deep and inviting that in moments Patrick had moved the cheeks apart so that he could look at her tiny puckering hole. For the next several minutes they thoroughly enjoyed pleasuring each other's genitals. Lust filled every part of Brenda's body as she could wait no longer.

IT was time to cross that last taboo line between teacher and student. It was time for her to let herself go. Gently putting his cock down Brenda found her nervousness growing to a crescendo like never before. Quietly she whispered, almost pleading, "Patrick fuck me, fuck me now, grab a condom and use it on me. I need it so bad."

How could any red blooded 18 year old man resist such an invitation? Without a word he grabbed the package off of the nightstand and ripped it open. Brenda watched as he hurriedly rolled on the prophylactic. Her mind was swirling with what seemed like hundreds of emotions. She wasn't sure how this would change her life.

She kept remembering scenes from classic literature were sex leg to disaster after disaster. Even when the characters lived happily ever after their lives became more complicated. Brenda jumped when the condom hit her thigh as the boy climbed on top of her. Taking a deep breath she decided to empty her mind and enjoy the moment as she would remember this fuck for the rest of her life.

Placing a hand on her student's back she looked deep into his eyes. His cock was now rubbing against her pubic hair as she spread her legs far apart drawing up her knees. With trembling fingers she grabbed his thick member and flicked it a couple of times against her clit before placing his soft mushroom head at her open hole.

Wanting the experience with his teacher to be perfect Patrick pushed in to her tight pussy very slowly. Placing her hands on his back Brenda braced herself for what was about to happen. All at once Patrick felt resistance. It was as if he couldn't go in any farther. But, he was not nearly all of the way in.

It was then that Brenda felt the pressure of his cock against her hymen. Taking a deep breath she moved her hands on to his ass and pushed on him while lifting her hips up to take herself from virginity into womanhood. A sharp pain shot through her body as the virginal barrier broke free allowing his cock the rest of the way in.

Brenda squealed in pain causing Patrick to stop. He felt a small gush of fluid run over his cock as he looked with concern at Brenda. After a few seconds the teacher smiled and motioned for him to continue fucking her. He started back out and very slowly went back into her depths. The teacher was not enjoying it yet but the pain was fading fast.

After several more strokes her pussy began tingling and responding to his cock. The friction of their sex organs together soon made her forget about any pain at all. She soon found herself milking his cock hard with every down stroke. Holding on tight she flung her legs around her lover's back. He pounded faster and faster into her twat.

Pure ecstasy ran through both of their bodies as they fucked at a maddening pace. They were coupled together so tight that Patrick couldn't quite pull all the way back on his upstrokes. Brenda threw her head from side to side as her hips bounced wildly off of the bed. Wave after wave of orgasm ran through her building in intensity.

Their heavy breathing turned into loud grunts and moans. As drops of sweat formed on the boy's forehead he could feel his balls tighten and his cock twitch. Then as he grabbed tightly onto her shoulders Patrick exploded deep inside of his teacher. His fucking became even more frantic as he was now pummeling her pussy.

Worn out Brenda collapsed dropping her arms to her sides and unwrapping her legs from his ass. Pulling out his half erect member Patrick fell on to the bed beside his lover. It was then that he observed the spot of blood from her virginal barrier on the towel confirming what he had felt. He looked at her as if to ask a question without speaking.

That's right I was a virgin," she said softly almost sounding embarrassed. They talked for a couple of more minutes about the situation. The discussion seemed to make Patrick proud that she had picked him. Then putting back on her nightie Brenda walked over to her dresser and handed him his paper with the "A" on it.

They kissed and Brenda directed him to her shower to quickly wash off the remnants of their fun. Patrick left that evening the happiest he had ever been. He wasn't sure what was next other than she had ordered him back the next day. Brenda took a luxurious bath that evening as she fully absorbed the events and the wonderful feelings that coursed through her veins.

Worry crept through the teacher as the enormity hit her again as she got ready to sleep that night. The only thing she came up with was just to keep on playing with Patrick and hope he didn't figure out that he now had the upper hand or didn't care. Her job would be lost whether she fucked a student once or thirty times. She vowed to enjoy this fun as long as it lasted.

As Patrick tossed and turned in bed that night he felt pretty good about things. He hoped that his teacher would keep on playing with him for a long time. She was the hottest female he had ever been with. He could not believe that at 26 years of age she had still been a virgin. He would never have guessed it in a million years.

At school the next day Brenda found her student studying by himself and told him that she was busy with school stuff that evening. Seeing him frown at the news delighted her inside. They agreed that he would see her after school the next day to see what they would do next. When he showed up the teacher had his next paper ready for him.

"So Patrick, what grade should I put on the top of this paper? How about an 'f' or maybe a 'c' or would you like to earn an 'A'?" she asked her victim. As she asked about the 'A' she traced the outline of his rigid cock through his pants. Reaching down he grabbed her breast in his hand and lightly fondled it.

"Definitely an 'A' Ms. Cooper; I think I can show you that I deserve it," he said sounding amazingly confident. Pushing his hand away as she removed her own hand from his pants she grabbed a pen and marked the paper with the desired grade. Pushing herself from the desk, she stood up and smiled broadly at him.

"Well then, what are we waiting for? The last one to my place is a rotten egg," she teased her lover. . They were out of the classroom in a flash. Their clothing came off on the way to her bedroom. They spent the next two hours in passionate love making. The scene would be repeated several times a week all school year long.

Brenda couldn't believe that she was actually falling in love with Patrick and she believed that the feeling was mutual. The student quit dating his classmates. The one exception was senior prom. He couldn't very well take his teacher. She encouraged him to go and even take his date on two preliminary dates so prom could be even more fun.

Brenda rationalized that a boy should, at least, have a chance of getting into his date's panties on prom night. Patrick thought it was a bit overboard when Brenda told him to, by all means, have sex with his date if the date so allowed him. She figured it was like they used to call sowing wild oats.

As for her part she used this time to sow her own wild oats. She went out with a fellow teacher three times. This included chaperoning the prom together. He was a nice enough guy but his personality was lame and he was all about himself in bed. Before falling for her student she wanted someone to compare him with. There was o comparison; Patrick was special. The student was alright with this as he wasn't a hypocrite.

Patrick had a great time at prom with a great girl and they did have rewarding sex. But, alas, the date did not compare to Brenda. The Sunday after prom Patrick showed up unannounced at Brenda's place and proclaimed his love for her. After a passionate kiss he asked her to marry him.

In a micro second the teacher accepted and hugged the stuffing out of him tears rolling down her cheeks. They talked the rest of the day; making plans for the future. They agreed to keep their relationship secret until late autumn or Christmas Break. Wedding bells would ring the summer after that.

It has now been several years and they live in a nice house and have two adorable c***dren and a cute puppy. Patrick has graduated college, after receiving several scholarships, and is teaching at a school a few miles away from the one he graduated from. Their sex is as hot and passionate as it was that first day when a student took his teacher's virginity.