Second Grade TeacherChapter 4
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Martin Goodspeed had been having such a wonderful time with Karen's class around the campfire that, when they finally went to their tents, he decided that he would see what the lovely teacher was doing with the older boys. He was very proud of her after he had spent some time with her class. Her students were brighter and more intelligent than any of the other teacher's, and he wanted to see how she acted with students. He had gone to her cabin, knowing that she was in there with the four of them, but no one had answered the door when he knocked. Finding it unlocked, he opened it up, seeing, to his horror, his new teacher sucking on one boy's cock while another was fucking her in the ass. The other two boys were so intent on watching that no one had seen him standing there, and he watched mesmerized as Karen and the two other boys climaxed together
It was incredible... This new teacher was actually fucking the students. The thought occurred to him that she must have been doing the same thing with her own class. Twenty-five eight-year- old boys! No wonder she never explained her teaching methods. Well, sex education was something that the boy's parents should take care of... not a teacher... and certainly not like this!
Karen looked horrified at the Superintendent, and then her face broke into a smile. She knew that her students were more active than any of the others in the school, and she was determined that she would defend what she had done with them. The four boys in the cabin with her cringed and tried to hide behind the bed, but Karen pulled her exhausted body up and sat cross- legged, exposing her cum-flooded cunt to Martin's steely gaze. 'Let's see him try and talk to a naked woman, ' she thought. 'I'll bet he's already aroused. Something tells me this is going to be fun.' She knew she would never be able to keep what she had been doing a secret forever, and as long as it was now out in the open, she was determined to face it.
"As a matter of fact... Martin, yes. The boys and I were having fun. Would you care to join us?"
She smiled as she saw the Superintendent reel back at her suggestion. He was really not a bad looking man, she thought. In fact, he would be rather handsome... if he would just open up a little.
"Join a slut like you?" he said with contempt. "I'd sooner die first. I hope you realize that this terminates your status as a teacher."
"I don't think you would like the riot you would have on your hands, Martin, if you fired me."
"Just what do you mean by that?" the stodgy man asked.
"I mean that the students would probably rip the school apart if I was asked to leave. They like me, you know."
"Yes... and I can see why," he countered. He wasn't going to let this go unreported. True, his school was considered experimental, but this was going too far... much too far.
"My students like me, Mr. Goodspeed, because I'm a good teacher. I don't give them a lot of bullshit, like some of the other teachers I can think of. I treat them the way they should be treated... and I let them know the truth."
"And I suppose... fucking them is the truth?"
"As a matter of fact, yes. Sex is something wonderful and pleasurable... not something to be hidden behind bathroom doors and whispered about as though it was something dirty. You act as if you haven't been fucked by a woman in years. I'll bet you've forgotten what it's like."
'That hit home, ' Karen thought as she saw Martin stiffen as though he wanted to say something but couldn't find the words. And she could see something else as well. His cock was starting to press tightly against his pants. She was getting through to him, and she decided to press her advantage.
"You see, Martin, you and all the other people of the school have decided that you don't want the boys to find out about sex. But there's nothing you can to do prevent them. If they don't get it from me, they'll get it from someone who doesn't understand them the way a teacher does. I'll bet none of them can talk to their parents about sex. Their parents have already closed the door by telling them it's something dirty."
As she spoke, she hopped off the bed. She would not only take care of his reason... she would take care of his body as well. I should be shown once again what it was like to have an orgasm, he would see her point.
He followed her motions with his gray eyes until she was standing right next to him.
"I show my students that sex is not dirty... that it's something to be enjoyed... and that it's something necessary as well. I'll bet you aren't as honest with children as that!"
Her voice was no longer defiant, but smooth and seductive as she brushed her naked body against Martin's arm. He pulled his arm away from her as though touching her would give him some sort of disease, but there was only so far he could back away until he was finally pressed against the wall. Well-l-l, thought Karen. She had seduced eight-year-olds... now it was time to really put her talents to work. Karen traced a line with her finger down Martin's stomach, coming close to, but not quite touching the jutting bulge in his pants. "Of course, Martin, people might wonder how it was possible that I could seduce my students without your knowledge. After all, you are supposed to know everything that goes on in the school... aren't you?"
Closer her hand came to his blood-swollen penis as she spoke, until she slipped her left hand under his waist band and touched the burgeoned head of his cock with her fingers. Martin froze as the reality of what she had just told him hit his brain like a ton of bricks. He would never be able to convince the parents that he had no knowledge of what Karen had been doing to her class. He tried to think of what he should do, but her fingers were tightening on the widening circumference of his cock, and he couldn't suppress the shudder of pleasure w Rich her touch afforded him. He had spent so long working with children that all his time had been channeled to them. It had been years since he had anything that could be called a social life, but he did remember the one girl he had fucked so very long ago. As Karen worked her hand up and down his cock in his pants, he could feel the memories of that woman burning in his brain... God! She had been wonderful, but he had left her to pursue his career in education. All his pent-up emotions were flowing out of him now as Karen stroked and squeezed his cock. He didn't know what to do. He wanted to scream, shout, demand that this mockery be halted... but he couldn't. He was held, as if turned to stone, by the dynamic hold that Karen had on his burgeoning cock. Could it be that she was right and he, along with all the rest of the school staff had been wrong?
Karen could sense his weakening, and she decided that she would press her advantage. Quickly, before he had a chance to regain his will, she unbuckled his belt, opened his pants and slid them to the wooden floor around his ankles. His cock, freed from the confinement of his pants, sprang to life, and Karen was aghast at the Herculean size of it. Here was a real cock... a man's cock. None of her students has a cock this huge, and Karen's mind was now a whirlwind as she knew that she had to have Martin's penis fucking into her. She would show him the same lesson she had shown her students... that sex was not something to be ignored, but enjoyed!
Dropping to her knees, Karen looked at Martin's massive penis lovingly, and then lashed out her tongue to lick his hotly throbbing cock. An impassioned grunt emitted from Martin's mouth as he looked down to see the lovely naked Karen lick her tongue up and down the full length of his lustfully pulsating cock, dipping and swirling with gathering momentum, while at the same time her hand pumped spasmodically at the dangling scrotum of his balls, kneading and caressing the flaccid flesh skillfully.
It seemed to Karen that she had never seen a cock that was so swollen... so big before, and she was glad that she could bring it to such proportions with a few swipes of her tongue. She drew in her breath and opened her mouth to enclose the hard rubbery head between her shapely lips. She could feel his sperm-filled testicles squirm and contract, and he began an almost imperceptible flexing motion of his hips, actually trying now to force more and more of his pounding penis into Karen's cock- contorted face.
Martin felt tremors of pleasure cascading over him... pleasures he hadn't felt in years, and he was suddenly oblivious to everything but the overwhelming sucking that Karen was giving his cock. He didn't care anymore that he was being watched by the four students. All that mattered to him was the tremendous pleasure he was getting from having his throbbing penis sucked by this young teacher's gorgeously ovalled mouth. He could see that her cheeks were bulging and there was only a tiny bit of reddish flesh protruding from her firm, ovalled lips. It gave him a strange thrill to see a woman's shapely red lips curve around his fully erect penis. He never dreamed he would ever see such a thing, and now that he was doing just that, he was unable to believe his own reaction... He liked it... and he hoped she never stopped.
He gazed with rapt interest as Karen finally released the hardened length from her mouth, and still clasping it firmly around the base, began to run her tongue all around it once more, dropping even lower to coat his writhing balls with her warm saliva, wringing moan after moan of exquisite pleasure from him. He could feel his body weaving from side to side, and instinctively his hands tangled in her tousled red hair as she once more enclosed the heavy, blood-filled cock in her mouth and began to suck greedily on it.
"God... ! Assshhhhh... Jesus, you sure can suck cock," Martin said, dropping all his inhibitions of properness now as lascivious waves engulfed him, and the whole world seemed to lade from his mind. Karen would have smiled if his cock had not been in her mouth. He could see her form continuing her wanton sucking of the School Superintendent's hotly throbbing penis. "Aaaahhhhhhh... Ooohhhhh... keep sucking... suck harder, Karen... Harder... I'm cccuummmiinggg!
And he was pounding his hips against Karen's feverishly laboring face and streams of white hot fluid filled her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed and filled as she tried to keep up her swallowing with the incessantly heated flow. She was unable to do so, for a thin trickle of sticky white liquid seeped out of the corner of her mouth and trickled down her chin to drop to the floor below. But still she swallowed and gulped until Martin thought she would never stop, her hand rhythmically milking the jerkily contracting scrotum of his testicles, as if she was trying to drain them of their last drop. At last, it was over, and Martin was sure he could see a flicker of disappointment cross Karen's face as she realized that there was no more and felt his cock begin to shrivel and deflate in her mouth, before slipping harmlessly out to join the now still bulge of his flaccid balls.
"Now that was pretty good, wasn't it, Martin?" Karen asked, looking up at him with drops of his sperm still dripping from her lips. She could see the confused look on his face as he tried to come to grips with what had just happened. "Now suppose you do something to me. I'd like to see what a man like you could do if he put his mind to it. Unless, of course, you don't think you can hold a candle to a bunch of boys."
That was the final straw. He could see now that his views of education were all wrong... and that sex was something as important as eating and drinking. The four boys were amazed to see Martin bend down and purse his lips against Karen's in a tight passionate kiss. She was now standing, and he held her tightly, his arms encircling her, and the force of his kiss almost took her breath away. But she returned it nevertheless, thrilling wholeheartedly that she had opened him up to her way of thinking. Her head felt dizzy as she leaned against him, and she knew that she was in for a real fuck now...
His mouth trailed down over her swan-like neck and nestled between the smooth, firmly yielding mounds of her breasts, warming the deep clefted valley with his breath. She clung to him as if she were afraid he might still change his mind, and her body shivered as his tongue coursed down the finely grained skin of her body. She yielded to the gentle pressure of his downward tugs, finding herself reclining on the floor, her boss hovering over her. She saw, with some surprise, that his penis was once again almost fully erect, and she looked at it now with a feeling of wonderment. She knew that she would be getting it fucking up inside her... and she wanted it... wanted it to the very core of her being. "Martin... Ohhh... Martin... put your cock inside me... let me show you what you've been missing..." she murmured all in one breath, her eyes transfixed on the jerking penis, reddish and throbbing with passion.
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TrueThat was until one day she didn’t come into class. I wondered where she was because we had a math test that day and I needed to get a look at that hot bitch. The day ended and I was walking to my car when I saw Kelly. She was sitting on the side walk next to the school. “Kelly.” “oh Mr. Mel hey.” “missed you in class to day.” “yeah well I was… sick.” “and now your all better.” “ummm…” “Kelly I have to report you for skipping.” “no please Mr. Mel. The reason I didn’t come was...
Introduction: I am in college now but my sex life started the last day of grade school The publishing rules say that everyone in these stories has to be at least 16 so even though the story is totally fiction, everyone in it is at least 16 even if it sounds like they should not be. Enjoy. ,-) ____________________________________________________________ It is only weeks till my college graduation and Im sitting here thinking back over my life. My name is Paul. Im from Sacramento and I am about...
This is a true story and was actually in the newspapers in 1969.I was kind of a geek in highschool and I was much taller than most of the guys in my 9th grade class. I really didn't like highschool too much and spent most of my spare time after football practice and homework playing my bass guitar! I had this old hag English teacher named Helga Brown (yep, thats her real name) and she was horrible. I dreaded going to her class and hearing her voice much less looking at her. Fortunately for me,...
I got an unexpected phone call from my Aunt Clara, telling me that she had just learned that Mother Superior had cancer in some of her internal organs, her stomach, liver, and pancreas, and that she was being relieved of her duties by the church hierarchy. Aunt Clara said this was being done in order to allow Mother Superior to spend her final days in prayer, and in quiet contemplation and anticipation of the after life. I heard the news, and it filled me with more sadness than I would have...
Hans drove me over to Holton the next morning. Mrs. Parsons came downstairs to sit with me at breakfast, and to see me safely off. She looked more natural than she had the night before, but still very tired and wan. I told her that I needed her to try to eat better and to regain her strength. She said that she had already checked with the school and cleared it with the administration for me to be picked up Friday after five P.M. It was school policy to try to be responsive to the wishes of...
Fuck For Grades - Jason Fleming?Do you remember everything now? Or shall we go over it all again???No?no?I have it all now. I have it. I’m ready.? ?And you remember what I have said – I ask the questions and I get full answers???Yes. Yes. I know what you want.??Well, it’s what you want, isn’t it???Yes. It is. It’s what I want. I just?.I just didn’t know how much I’d have to do.? She wiped away the last of her tears.He turned the camera around on its tripod and pointed it at the naked, pretty...
When my mistress informed me that she would be going away on a business trip for several months I was secretly quite pleased at first, until she informed me that I would be staying with a friend of hers; Mrs Chappell. The dread set in, I knew any friend of hers would not bode well for me. My thoughts turned to my recent dealings with another friend of hers, Miss Allison and I inwardly shuddered. I was not told when she would be going, but about three weeks later, on the appointed day,...
It was Saturday evening as Karen sat at the edge of the bed in the cabin she would use for the night. Martin Goodspeed, rather than one of the parents had come with the class, and since he was the Superintendent, the outing had been allowed to stay in the huge central New York park overnight, something Karen was really looking forward to. Martin's presence had been a blessing. In addition to her entire class, four older students had come along, friends of Johnny Bern's. She was sorry that...
She came back in a couple of minutes with our teas and we sat on the sofa drinking them. She sat with her back to one of the big overstuffed arms of the sofa and her long luscious legs draped over my lap, an invitation to play with them if ever I had one! As I drank my tea I let my fingertips lazily trace a path over her soft baby-smooth skin. I could hear her purring her contentment and she closed her eyes, laying her head over onto the back of the sofa as she gave herself over to my touch.As...
TrueI’m so full of apologies! This time I’m just gonna say that I feel as if I did a bad job in the previous chapter on the sex scene. Also, the last chapter was done in a single night, so the quality isn’t what I wanted it to be, and it was pulled off within the span of only a few hours. Anyways, that’s for the two of you that commented on the previous chapter, the first guy mad me laugh quite a bit when I fully read what had been said. Thank you ALL for the wonderful ratings, it makes me...
When I was in 7th grade and was 13, my football team had kept winning and winning and winning. Eventually we won the final bowl in our state. I was about 5 feet and 5 inches, blond hair and green/brown eyes, I was very muscular with 6 pack, biceps, beautiful legs, and face; to be a linebacker you had to be all of these. I was a team captain and I led the team in our rallies before game. We then went onto the Pigskin bowl in Los Vegas (look it up on yahoo if you don’t...
Grade “A” Performance Pt. 1 What’s up? I’m Max, I’m 21 and in my last year of college. I’m not the smartest student but I get by, I do however have looks on my side. I’ve got short brown hair, no facial hair and bright blue eyes. I’m built like a football quarterback but I don’t play, just work out in my spare time to keep in shape. Thanks to my looks and my way with words I don’t have a hard time with the ladies, but like I said, school isn’t my forte. I am however very good at convincing...
Grade “A” Performance Pt. 2 Hey guy’s, it’s me again. Last Friday was one hell of a surprise wasn’t it. I mean, I knew Sam would come out for drinks but didn’t expect her to come over too. Still, it was a good night, after everything went down we cleaned up and went to bed, she had to get home early and mark some things so she couldn’t stay, but we are going out again tonight. Funny how these things happen, isn’t it? Sam and I had made our plans earlier in the week so it didn’t arouse any...
Introduction: A students crush on her teacher and confession might be more Late at night I lay in bed touching myself Thinks about how I had a huge crush on my 8th Grade Math Teacher Mr. Kain who was 511 dark blond hair and light blue eyes. Myself just 12 with long blond hair hazel eyes 54 and how it all started It all started at summer school Where Mr. Kain was my teacher, at first I hated him I dont know why I just did but slowly that hate turned in to a crush. With the feeling of love in my...
Hi all: If you have read any of my post you would know that I have been keeping a diary since I was eight years old and I go back and read them often. It is fitting that I came across this entry yesterday seeing it was valentines day (and yes I did have a date yesterday mater of fact 2 of them one for lunch and one for dinner, How much candy can a GURL eat LOL )Anyway. In 9th grade one of the boys who I serviced often passed me a note asking if he could take me out for Valentines day. My...
It happened several years ago, but I can remember it like yesterday. You see when you get to suck and fuck your 8th grade teacher its something you can never forget. Her name was Amy Randouff, she stood about 5'11" tall, a perfect 38-25-26 build, blond hair, blue eyes and long legs and an ass you would die for. She spoke softly and was the kindest soul I have ever met. In class every time she walked by my desk my mind would envision bending her over and fucking her from behind. God she...