Curt Aldrich - Politician_s Teacher

"We're never going to do anything like that again!" she said. "It wouldn't have happened last night except Linc had scared me. He was going to rape me when you burst into the room and stopped him, so I guess I was grateful… and weak, after all that had happened." She raised her blonde head higher. "But I never want to do it anymore!"

"We'll see about that," Bea replied. "But I won't press the issue now. I'm much too busy packing." She turned and started for the door, then stopped and looked wisely at Melanie. "About last night, there was a simple way you could have stopped Linc. Lots of smart girls use it who want to stay virgins."

"What way is that?" Melanie asked.

"You could have sucked Linc off."

"What?"

"Certainly," Bea said. "He loves to have his cock sucked. And once you got it in your mouth, you could have kept working on it until he spurted. He wouldn't have been able to hurt you then… for awhile, at least. You could have gotten away."

Melanie just stared at the other woman.

"Well, it's something to think about if anything like that ever happens again."

With a smile, Bea was gone.

Melanie stood, all aquiver inside as she stared at the closed door.

Take Linc's cock… in my mouth? she thought. Could I?

That would be so nasty!

But maybe not any nastier than kissing Bea's pussy, when you come right down to it, and I did that.

She paced, trying to decide if she had the nerve to resort to such a means of self-protection. She wondered how a cock would taste. Bea's pussy hadn't tasted bad, but, then, it had just been washed. Linc wouldn't stand by, Melanie felt sure, while she washed him up before sucking him.

Oh, what am I Thinking about? she wondered wildly. If I'm going to let Linc put big cock in my mouth, I might as well let him put it in my pussy! But, no! Then I wouldn't be a virgin any more. And I might even get pregnant. Maybe sucking a man's cock WOULD be better… if I find myself in a tight spot again.

Her mind abruptly turned to Scotty.

What if I were to suck his cock, she wondered naughtily, just to find out what it's like? He'd enjoy it, I bet! And I don't think he would tell his parents.

It was a measure of how far Melanie's morals had slipped, in just the two or three days, that she was thinking about seducing a child… and in such a perverted way! It was even more damning that she couldn't stop thinking about it.

Scotty would be a good one to experiment on, she decided, because if she got cold feet or found she couldn't tolerate it, he wouldn't dare force the issue.

That afternoon, during their class, the youth continued to act bashful and reticent. They sneaked glances at each other, and she concluded that he was a very attractive young boy-all the more so, because she felt she could control him. And there was no doubt in her mind that he was strongly attracted to her. Hadn't he come right out and admitted it that morning?

Melanie got up and moved around to his side of the table. She daringly stood very close to the 15-year-old, then bent and pressed a firm, pneumatic breast against the side of his head as she pointed out something on his paper.

Scotty reacted with a speed and audacity that surprised her, turning his head quickly so that the pliant mound of her breast rubbed across his cheek and he pressed his face between that mound and its twin. Melanie caught her breath.

Scotty grasped her to keep her from backing away. Once his hands had clasped her supple hips, he found that was a pleasure in itself, and he widened the range of his explorations, feeling the teacher's lush bottom and letting his hands stroke down her firm thighs. It was a very simple next step to pull her skirt up.

Scotty wouldn't have dared do all this, nor would he have dared declare his interest in her that morning, if it weren't for what he had secretly observed the night before. He had watched his mother making love on various occasions, with both men and women, which had so confused and troubled him that he had turned into himself and had become bashful. Watching Melanie with her had convinced him that she was available, however. And if she was available to his mother, why not also to him?

As he glided his hands up her stockings, to the tops of them and off onto smooth skin, Melanie thrilled. She had straightened up by that time, taken her breasts away from his face, but she didn't try to back away. Scotty refused to look up at her, but kept a determined expression on his blushing face as his daring caress reached the elastics of his teachers panties… then glided around the cheeky mounds of her buttocks and grasped hold.

Melanie squirmed, wiggling her panty clad bottom in the boy's impetuous hands. She felt bashful, as he did. Embarrassed and a little frightened, too. But she was determined to let his bold move continue because, in this way, the responsibility for what finally happened would be more his than hers. Or so she told herself.

Scott's fingertips crept up to the top elastic of her underpants, and he curled his fingers around the slender band, stretching it down. Slowly and excitedly with his young heart pounding in his throat, he pulled down his teacher's panties.

Melanie thrilled also, but she realized that the focus of their activity was on the wrong place her sexual apparatus instead of his. She backed up, twisting free, and her panty elastic snapped against the backs of her thighs. She felt very wanton with her pants at half-mast, wrapped around her stocking tops.

Scotty was confused and now more embarrassed than ever. He also seemed strongly aroused, judging by his facial expression.

Melanie had to find out just how aroused he was, and she daringly sank to her knees, next to his. She put her hand in his lap.

Oh, yes! she thought excitedly. He's aroused, all right! His cock is stiff as a beanpole!

Breathing hard and saying nothing-the lad was too tense and bashful to speak, also-Melanie clawed open his jeans, then wiggled a hand through his fly and into his stretchy underpants. She grasped his firm pecker and pulled it out.

His pink-headed pole stuck up, quivering, and she was surprised to find that it was larger than the chauffeur's, though it couldn't begin to compare to his dad's.

The first two penises which Melanie had seen had frightened her. But she was beginning to get used to them by that time, and, anyway, she felt she could control the one she was now clutching.

"Oooh, Scotty… " she cooed, "what a beautiful young cock you have!"

"Gosh!" he exclaimed. "Do you really like it, Miss Jones?"

"I adore it!" she replied, surprised at how daring she suddenly had become. "And to show you just how much… "

Giving in completely to her desire to gain experience-and to a real lascivious urge which had taken possession of her-the blonde teacher bored her head. Scotty gasped as she kissed the throbbing, quivering knob of his prick.

Melanie did some quivering, also. In fact, she was all aflutter inside!

The scent of the boy's dick was not offensive, she found-just faintly musky. She touched it with her tongue and found it didn't taste bad, either.

Young Scotty squirmed on his chair, but Melanie held his prick steady, her cool fingers wrapped snugly around its shank. She took a deep breath, her nostrils flaring, then daringly opened her mouth and gulped the boy's glans.

"Aaaaaaaaagh!" he rasped, thrilling to the tips of his toes as the pretty blonde teacher sucked his cock.

To Melanie, the experience was one of wonder, because it felt good-really good! -to have his young, throbbing manhood in her mouth. She tasted it more strongly now, but even that was rather pleasing. She liked the feel of his hard shaft between her lips, and she wanted to glide her mouth up and down on it while she sucked.