M Jacobs: Teacher with the hots

"You'll get used to it, little lady! You might even like that fucker up in there! I'm gonna fill that little cunt with meat, baby! I'm gonna fuck the livin' piss out of ya!" he rasped.

Carrie felt his enormous dick pressing up inside her, pressing against something that kept it from going any farther into her. She felt him grasp her shoulders tightly and buck his hairy hard ass, shoving his rock-hard all the way up her virginal young cunt.

Carrie cried out in pain when she felt his cock tear into her. Her body stiffened against the horny hired hand. He held her down against the grass and began ramming his cock in and out of her, making her cry in agony as he stuffed her cunt with hot jerking meat. He grunted and groaned, his muscular body sweating as he fucked her. He breathed heavily against her cheek. His heart pounded hard as his nuts grew hotter and hotter.

Carrie was in great pain and discomfort for a long time, but then something strange began happening to her. For some strange reason she began to feel something that approached pleasure as he rammed his cock in and out of her. She felt him filling her completely with hard meat, felt it kicking deep inside her belly, felt it stretching her young cunt. She felt his cock-shaft rubbing against the lips of her cunt and against a spot that made her entire body tingle with pleasure. She closed her eyes and began to moan, not as much in pain now as in pleasure.

"Take that dick! Feel that in there, little lady?" he rasped. "Sure you do! You're really gonna feel it before I get through with ya!" He punched his cock into her cunt.

The man fucked Carrie hard and fast. His nuts slapped against her dampening crotch with each wild thrust into her. Her nipples were stiff against his hairy chest as he rubbed his hard body against her. She felt the grass and leaves against her back and her naked ass as he pressed her to the pound.

The sensation of burning and tingling deep inside her cunt continued to grow more and more exciting.

The girl kicked her legs, trying to keep him from her. The more he fucked her, the less she kicked, until eventually her legs were wrapping around his. Carrie didn't know what exactly was happening to her, but something strange certainly was. She suddenly felt waves and waves of pleasure rushing over her. She felt the tension in her cunt suddenly discharge all over her body. She cried out in a little shriek of pleasure and pain when she flashed with her first hot orgasm.

It wasn't more than a second or two after her orgasm rushed over her when she felt him shooting up inside her. Blast after blast of hot semen squirted into her cunt, spraying inside of her, filling her so completely that the thick stuff ran out of her pussy and trickled down her honey-hued legs.

He panted, his heart racing wildly as his rocks shot off inside the little girl's tightly-clenched cunt. He thought he would never stop shooting his wad up her cunt. He lay there on top of her, gurgling deep in his throat, listening to her cries of pleasure and pain. When he had rested a moment or two, he stood up, pulling his fat cock out of her cunt so hard that it made a loud slurping sound between her legs.

"Suck it now!" he growled, kneeling over her and pushing his still-hard cock against her lips.

The frightened girl did as she was told, pressing her trembling lips against his cock-head and sucking the dribbling cum out of his cock. The stuff ran down over her lips and chin, running in rivulets down her throat. Jake was about to shove his cock into her mouth and face-fuck her until she got him hard as a rock again. He intended to fuck her in the cunt again at least one more time and then maybe even shove his prick up her ass.

"My God, Carrie! What's goin' on?" they both heard a young boy's voice ask in shock and amazement.

Carrie looked into the bushes and saw Robbie standing there, his eyes wide, as if unable to believe what he was watching in the woods. Everyone froze for a second or two.

Then Jake jumped up and made for the boy. Robbie bolted and darted through the dense undergrowth, followed closely by hike.

Carrie remembered fleeing blindly, not knowing where she was running, but running as fast as she could. She remembered falling to the ground, and then everything went black.

The next thing she remembered was waking up in the hospital with her mother and father at her side. Robbie had managed to escape Jake and get to the farm. The man had managed somehow to elude the authorities for a few days, but was eventually picked up and taken in. She had been nursed back to health in a short time, but the emotional scars had not yet healed.

Now, as Carrie sat in her room and relived her traumatic experience, her cunt heated up. Whenever she relived the experience, her passion became uncontrollable. She wanted desperately to call Mark and toil him that tonight was the night, but she was unable to conquer her fear of cocks. She kept her fingers working against the lips of her cunt, tickling her hot little clit, making her juices flow.

She shuddered when her wildly flashing orgasm rushed through her. Her body stiffened in every fiber, tingling, twitching, shivering with pure delight. She breathed deeply and foil against her vanity table, resting her head and relaxing in the flood of post-orgasmic bliss.

When her orgasm had passed, she began to feel the all too familiar feeling of futility that had plagued her for so long. She knew that it was degrading for a woman of her beauty and vitality to spend her life masturbating and reliving her only sexual experience when she could be enjoying a happier sex life.

Perhaps if she let herself go, if she let herself get away from Bentonville for a while, she could find the answer to the questions about herself that had bothered her and stood in the way of her sexual satisfaction for so many years.

Carrie went to sleep that night feeling better than usual. She would do it. She was resolved. She would get out into the world and see what it had to offer in the way of answers. She had always told her students that experience was the best teacher. Now it was time to try practicing what she preached. She had very little to lose and everything to gain, after all. The new sense of purpose made her days much happier. She told Mark about her plans, and, although he was sorry to see her leave town, even temporarily, he was supportive. She would come back, of course, and when she did, she might be a new and responsive woman.

Chicago was a far cry from Bentonville, but Carrie had wanted to change her life-style and she had succeeded. It hadn't taken her long to land a teaching job in the big city. She had applied to several schools, but she had chosen one in the roughest section of the city. She thought the challenge would add vitality to her sense of purpose.

Carrie had already gone through the process of tying up loose ends and had taken an apartment near the school. She was ready today for her first actual classroom experience with the denim-clad gang she hoped to turn into students. She had managed to get a look at the bunch she was expected to teach. Her heart had sunk just a bit when she had walked into the room and seen what she was up against.

Her first day turned out to be a miserable failure. Not only did the kids refuse to listen to a word she said, but they also took great delight in torturing her. As a new teacher she was fair game. By the end of the first day at Washington High School Carrie had been reduced to tears. She rested her head on her desk after the last bell and cried her eyes out. She had never been so frustrated.

Carrie was particularly disgusted with the boys in the class. Some of the boys looked at her in a way that worried her a bit. They eyed her as if they wanted something, and she had a fairly good idea what that something was. She had done her best to play down her own physical attractiveness, wearing a plain dress that left little for the boys to ogle. She certainly hadn't tried to attract their attention in that way, but the boys seemed to see right through her clothes. At times, when she had looked out at the class, she had seen an of dirty grins and eyes glittering with young lust. It hadn't made her day any easier.