Robert Vickers - Seducing her students

Soon, Linda was ablaze with lust. Every fiber screamed and shouted with joy. The blood sounded like the ocean's surf in her ears. Breathing left burning trails in her throat and lungs. Each and every nerve in her trim body bellowed out, "PLEASURE!"

"Ready for this, honey?" Jerry needlessly asked.

He withdrew his cock, then began to slowly reinsert it. Jerry felt the woman's body tremble and shiver. When he was again a full eight inches up her rectum, the man paused to savor the sensation.

Linda's inner tissues had slowly flowed to accommodate his huge girth. The pressure along the entire length of his cock was great, but not as much as that first terrific thrust. Jerry luxuriated in the warmth stirring his balls to extra activity. Most of all, the crush of the tight passage aroused him.

Jerry pulled out again, then thrust back a little faster. He continued fucking Linda's sweet, tender white ass until the tempo left them both gasping and profusely sweating.

Each trip up her ass felt like a red-hot poker being shoved into her guts. Linda sobbed out her pent-up emotions. She tried to keep it all inside but couldn't. Even biting her lower lip didn't help. A low, piteous moan escaped. For one ghastly second, she was sure that the people below in the darkened auditorium must have heard. Linda was certain they would all be staring up at her.

No one seemed to notice.

With her entire body aquiver, Linda finally surrendered to orgasm. As Jerry rushed up her asshole, a tidal wave of delight smashed through her body. It drowned her senses with the ultimate human experience. Her ass was filled to overflowing with Jerry's driving, ass-fucking cock. Her loins burned with the friction of each jarring thrust.

Stretched, pulled, feeling like she was being ripped open all the way to the chin, Linda came.

Jerry felt the power of the woman's body then.

All of Linda's muscles rigidly locked. All seemed intent on smashing his buried prick like a bug. But it was sweet torture. Warmly berthed, Jerry rode out the storm winds of Linda's climax.

Then he started fucking her ass even faster. The man slipped back and forth like a madman. He had completely lost control of his body. Only one thought burned in his brain -pleasure!

Faster, ever faster, Jerry fucked Linda's ass until his cock slowly expanded under the friction and against the clutching pressure. Jerry thought his prick was going to blow apart at the seams.

The churning in his hairy sac suddenly became a tidal wave geysering out the end of his dong. Still fucking wildly, Jerry completely creamed the wanton woman's asshole with his jism. Pumping, driving, never stopping, he was finally milked dry.

As long as his cock remained the least bit stiff, Jerry continued his relentless corkscrewing in and out of Linda's rear. Soon, he no longer noticed the crushing pressure of her bowels. The way her meaty ass cheeks gripped at his prong was more important. Soon, he was unable to even get back into the tiny channel up Linda's back.

Gasping for air, Linda moaned, "Enough! Wow, oh, wow, Jerry! That was tremendous!"

"Yeah, you're right. That's about the best ever. Probably for both of us." He fell back a step leaving Linda leaning over the railing. With trembling hands, he pulled up the zipper on his trousers. He'd never felt so drained after balling before. This butt-fucking had a lot going for it.

Linda straightened up painfully. She smoothed down her skirt over her well-fucked rear end and turned to face him.

"It still feels like my insides are on fire. I-I've never, had a climax so intense before!" Her heartbeat was slowly returning to normal. Still, though, the effects of their lovemaking tingled. She felt the softness creeping through her body that told her exactly how great her orgasm had been. She'd never before experienced anything to match this time!

"Hey, I think Fatty wants the house lights turned up."

Linda quickly fumbled in the dark until the auditorium lights popped on again. The people below were already filing out to go home. They'd been properly bored, made the appropriate comments and all were probably satisfied with their evening.

But nobody was as satisfied as Linda and Jerry.

Linda nervously straightened her skirt again. She looked around the emptying auditorium and wondered if anyone had seen or heard what had been going on.

Jerry seemed to read her mind. He placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder and said, "No one knows. And if they do, so what? You've got to admit it's sort of different screwing in public like that."

"Yes," Linda laughed nervously. "It's a lot different than doing it in bed with the drapes drawn and the lights out."

"Well, the lights were out. Kinda."

They smiled at each other and Linda was about to speak when Wedreck called up the ladder, "Mr. Tesser, you up there?"

"Shit," Jerry said under his breath, "What's the bloated bag of fat want with me?"

"Better find out." Linda was worrying again that the principal was able to see their activity from the stage. Even though the lights were down and the stage was brightly lit, she still worried. Sometimes, it seemed as if Wedreck had eyes in the back of his head. Very little passed the man by. Especially if it was a juicy piece of gossip.

"What can I do for you?"

"There you are, Mr. Tesser. I just got a phone call from the hospital. About your wife, seems there's some sort of emergency and the doctor wants you to go right away."

Jerry stood at the base of the ladder, his face a mask. What had happened to Bess? Was it serious or was it only another of her attention attracting acts? Whichever it was, he couldn't afford to bet that she didn't need him.

"Thanks – I guess I'd better get going right away." Turning to Linda, Jerry asked, "Would you do me a favor and check up on Kenny? He's a big kid now but it might be best if you told him personally where I'd gone. I hate to let him stay in the dark."

Linda said, "Seems like you're just as much in the dark as anybody. But yes, I'll go make sure he's okay."

"Great. I'll be back as soon as I can." With that, Jerry took off at a dead run for the car.

"Hmmm, is Mrs. Tesser ill? Very ill?" Wedreck asked.

"I don't know. Maybe so. That's been part of Kenny's problem in school. He's been worrying too much about his home life."

"Huunnph. That's the way it goes with some families." Wedreck seemed to put it out of his mind as he left.

For a moment, Linda stood frozen to the spat. Then she remembered Jerry had driven. Sighing, she fumbled a dime out of her purse and made a call for a cab.

The cab dropped her off in front of the Tesser house. She paid the cabbie and ignored his lustful gaze. She'd been aware of the way he'd been studying her all the way from the school but had said nothing. It wouldn't have accomplished anything. The guy wasn't bad-looking. In other circumstances, Linda might have been interested.

Now, she was too worried about seeing that Kenny was all right and telling him where his father had gone.

The cabbie shook his head as he watched Linda walked up the cement strip. The way her ass wiggled to and fro, just right, made him hard. It always seemed to him that the best looking broads were the icebergs. Totally unapproachable. He shrugged it off and gunned his engine.

Linda didn't even bother to ring the doorbell. She simply went in. Kenny was sprawled on the sofa watching TV.

When he saw her, he straightened up and said, "Hi! Hey, where's Dad? He coming?"

The boy's voice was an odd combination of inquiry and hope and fear. He hoped nothing was wrong but was also wishing to spend some time with his lovely teacher before his father came in.

"He's gone to the hospital, Kenny. The doctor called and asked him to be with your mother. I don't know how serious it is but Jerry – your father – said he'd be here as soon as he could."