Norma Egan - Teacher turns on

The bell rang, and as she'd expected, Kirk lingered in the classroom after the other kids had left. He locked the door and sauntered over to her, that knowing leer on his face.

"Well, teach, you really enjoyed yourself last night, didn't you?" he chuckled. "I didn't know you were gonna get off on having two guys."

Jane blushed furiously. "Please, Kirk, don't remind me of that," she said. "I'd just as soon forget it."

"Oh, but I ain't gonna let you forget it, baby," Kirk said, slipping an arm around her waist. "I want you to remember real well what happens when you don't cooperate. Now listen, I got something on for tonight and I don't wanta come over to your, place. Let's get it on right here and now."

Jane froze. "Right here in the classroom?" she said. "That's insane. We couldn't take the risk."

"Bull," Kirk said impatiently. "We did it before. You jacked me off. Come on, teach, remember how mad I get when you don't do what I want. And I want you, right now."

Jane stared hopelessly at him. She knew it was no use arguing with him. If she refused him, he'd find a way to make her regret it. She was horrified at the idea of making love right in the classroom, but in the long run it would be easier. It didn't pay to get Kirk mad. No, it would be best just to do what he wanted and get it over with.

"Very well, Kirk," she said numbly, "but let's make it fast I'm so afraid someone will come by and hear us."

He just laughed and led her over to her desk. "Okay, teach," he said, "well make it a quickie. You just lean over the desk here, and I'll do the rest."

Shuddering, Jane obeyed, resting her chest and elbows on her desk, her pert round butt poking up in the air. She could hear Kirk chuckling and humming to himself behind her, then the quick noise of his zipper as he opened his jeans. Jane felt like a piece of equipment for his convenience, a mere toy. It was humiliating to have to give him her body every time he asked.

Kirk lifted her skirt and tucked it up around her waist. Jane's blush deepened as he whisked down her panties and let them drop to her ankles. Her whole ripe red pussy was exposed to his leering eyes. She could feel his hot moist breath fanning the tender flesh as he took a closer look at her rich scarlet slit. She could have sunk through the floor with shame.

"You sure got a nice pussy, teach," he remarked. "Too bad you don't wanta take more time. We could play with each other and have a lot of fun. There's a whole bunch of stuff we haven't tried yet."

"Please, Kirk," she said nervously, "do it and get it over with. Mr. Davis might come by for me."

Kirk laughed harshly. "Okay, baby, if it's a quickie you want, it's a quickie you'll get."

Suddenly his hot sweaty hands clasped her naked hips, and she felt the hard knobby head of his swollen young cock pressing against the tight little mouth of her cunt. She wasn't amused, just dry and nervous and scared, and as he popped his swollen prick-head into her, it seemed too thick for the little opening.

"Owwww!" Jane gasped. "Be careful, please, Kirk. You're hurting me."

"No Goddamn wonder," he said with irritation, "you're dry as a bone. What's your problem anyhow, baby? Last night you were wet enough."

"I-I don't know," Jane whimpered.

"Then to hell with you," Kirk snarled. "If it hurts, too bad. I wanta get my rocks off, whether you dig it or not."

He grunted and shoved, filling her tiny tight dry cunt with his thick cock-meat. Jane gasped and winced. She felt hugely stuffed with his hard young cock and not at all turned on. She kept worrying that someone – Don, the principal, a fellow teacher – might walk in and find her taking it from behind from one of her students.

That was silly. The door was locked. Still she couldn't stop worrying. As Kirk grunted and pushed, trying to penetrate her tight and unresponsive little twat, she felt nothing but anxiety. He took a deep breath, pushed even harder, but couldn't get even half the length of his rampant young cock into her resisting hole. At last he cursed and pulled out.

"Damn you anyhow," he snarled, "that ain't no fun. I'm gonna get you wet."

"Oh, Kirk, not now, please," Jane said anxiously. "Not here. I-I just can't get excited here. I keep worrying. We'll do it at my house sometime when you're not so busy."

She should have known better than to contradict Kirk. His face went red with anger, and he seized her and quickly wrestled her to the floor. He sat on her, glaring down at her, gripping her wrists painfully tight. From his open fly his pale thick cock stuck out stiff and swollen and drooling with bubbles of juice.

"I'll call the shots," he hissed, "and don't you forget it. I ain't leaving here with no hard-on. But I don't like balling dry cunts, so I'm gonna do something about it. You gonna go on arguing, or are you gonna get smart?"

"W-Whatever you say, Kirk," Jane replied meekly.

"That's better," he snapped. "Now you just lie still."

Jane obeyed. Anything to avoid his insane anger. Kirk got off her and pulled her panties off from around her ankles. He shoved her skirt up again, uncovering the pretty brown glossy triangle of her muff. He opened her legs roughly, bending her knees and pushing them back till they touched the heaving mounds of her tits. She was fully and lewdly exposed.

"Now here's something we never tried before, teach," he said. "I think you're gonna dig it."

Then to Jane's astonishment he dipped his blond head right into her crotch. She felt his hot breath fanning her naked slit, then the firm press of his lips against her plump red pussylips. She was shocked, but at the same time she felt a quiver of naughty excitement. She'd read about this practice, giving head, but it seemed incredibly evil to her. She trembled violently as Kirk kissed her whole exposed pussy.

"K-Kirk," she gasped, "what are you doing?" he chuckled. "I'm gonna eat your pussy, teacher. Didn't ol' Davis ever go down on you?"

"N-No," Jane whimpered. "I don't think it's right, Kirk. Please, stop."

"Don't tell me what to do," he snarled.

Jane shut up, knowing anything was better than getting him angry. Whatever kinky thing it was he had in mind, she'd have to endure it. Kirk laughed harshly and then pried open the furry lips of her cunt and exposed the tiny red lump of her clit. Jane felt the wet slick tip of his tongue flicking back and forth over her sensitive joy button, and she was overwhelmed with unexpected pleasure.

"OHHHHH!" she gasped.

"Yeah," Kirk laughed, "I figured you'd dig this."

He flicked his wet hot tongue tip faster and faster over her moist little button, and Jane almost stopped breathing, it felt so good. She hadn't dreamed that anything could be so wonderful. Fucking was great, yes, and Kirk's fingers had felt so nice playing with her pussy, but none of it could compare with the dizzying joy of having her pussy licked. She flushed all over with hot arousal, and her naked exposed gash started to swell and moisten.

Kirk's slippery tongue lashed and rimmed and tickled her supersensitive little clit, and Jane was overwhelmed by her natural instincts. She let her legs fill open wider and wider, as far as they could go, giving him plenty of room to eat her. She arched up her pussy, rubbing her horny little clit-nub against his stroking tongue. In a matter of moments her pussy had swelled up hugely and grown red-hot and wet.

"Ohhhhhh, my God!" Jane moaned. "My God!"

"You like it?" Kirk panted.

"Y-Yessss," she whined, "God help me, yes." It was disgusting to give in so easily, but she simply had to have more of his fantastic tonguing. She felt she'd die of frustration if he stopped now. Kirk added to her urgent need when he suddenly pressed his lips to her erect and swollen clit and sucked the little lump into his mouth. He started sucking on it loudly, wetly, and Jane felt her whole body melting with scorching pleasure. Her cunt began to squirt great floods of hot fragrant cream all over the boy's face.