Norma Egan - Teacher turns on

Kirk's face went pink with excitement as he watched his pretty teacher sucking on the sensitive head of his cock – but he still wasn't satisfied. "That's amateur stuff, baby," he hissed. "You gotta take it all. Get that whole cock in your mouth, or I'm gonna get mad."

Jane did her best to obey, but she didn't see how it was possible to take six inches of thick cock-meat into her small tight mouth. She gasped and gagged as she eased more and more of his silky throbbing dick over her tongue. The only way was to take the great creaming head right into her throat. She conquered her reluctance and finally managed it, his swollen hot nut sacs coming to rest against her chin.

"Well, all right," Kirk sighed. "Yeah, that's great, baby. Now suck it – and suck it hard!"

Jane obeyed, sucking fast and hard on his silky hard prick. She found herself enjoying it in spite of her dislike for Kirk. She liked the light salty taste of his juice, the satiny throbbing texture of his meat. She didn't have to be urged any longer. She began to suck like she was starved. Kirk gave a yelp of excitement.

"Oh, Jesus, yeah," he panted, "that's the way to suck cock, teacher. You just keep that up. Oh, wow, yeah!"

Jane dutifully went on sucking his swollen meat in her steamy wet little mouth, and Kirk flopped back with an ecstatic look on his face. He was flushed with arousal, grinning lustily, his eyes rolling aimlessly. She'd never been him so aroused. Thick tasty juice dribbled from his cock-head and trickled down her throat.

"Hey, play with my balls, too," Kirk gasped.

Anything to get it over with. Jane reached down and cupped his tautly swollen red-hot nut sacs, giving them a gentle but steady massage. The boy groaned with pleasure. His cock seemed to swell and beat in her wet sucking mouth, and his fat balls throbbed in her pumping hand. He breathed loudly, raggedly, his flushed face split in a horny pin.

"Get ready, baby," he moaned, "got ready to eat my come."

Jane froze. She hadn't thought of that. She didn't mind sucking him – in fact she got off on it – but she was horrified at the idea of swallowing all that hot sticky jism. She moaned loudly and shook her head frantically, her eyes wide with alarm. Kirk snarled and grabbed a fistful of her thick brown hair, holding her head in place.

"You're gonna eat it, teacher," he hissed, "you're gonna do as I say. Now get ready."

Jane had no choice. He held her in place, fucking her mouth, jerking his swollen meat frantically up and down, till after a few seconds he moaned hoarsely and started to shoot his load. She felt her throat and mouth filled with steamy salty come. It wasn't as bad as she'd expected. She was to swallow it all. She even found herself thinking how much fun this would be if he were Don instead of Kirk. She'd like to do this for the man she loved.

Kirk sighed loudly and let his withered wet prick slip from her lips. "Far out," he said. "You make a great little cocksucker, teach."

"May I go now?" Jane said coldly.

"Yeah, yeah, go ahead," Kirk sighed, fumbling for his jeans. "But remember, I'll be around."

"How could I forget?" Jane said with a sigh.

She was really beginning to wonder about herself. She despised this little creep, wanted him out of her life, and yet he never failed to arouse her. No matter how much she vowed to behave, to control herself, she always went wild with him. Maybe it wasn't Don that was abnormal. Maybe it was her. She seemed oversexed, frantic for sensation, desperate to make up for lost time.

As she watched Kirk swagger out of the room, she knew one thing for sure. She had to get him out of her life, or he'd drag her down to the depths right along with him. Yet after all that had happened, she couldn't be sure she'd be able to resist him. She couldn't be sure of anything.

"Tonight at your place," Kirk whispered to her as he left class the next day. "Be there." He gave her a look she couldn't mistake. She'd have to do as he said, or there would be terrible consequences.

He didn't linger after class but walked out with the others, not even waiting for her reply. Jane slumped at her desk and gave a deep sigh. It was Friday, and she and Don usually went to the movies that night. She'd line to make up some excuse for Don. She couldn't risk angering Kirk. There was no telling what he'd do.

She thought of spending the night with Kirk, secure in her house, the door locked, no danger of anyone overhearing them – and suddenly she felt a wave of wicked lust. She blushed scarlet. My God, she was actually looking forward to his love-making. At least her famished pussy was looking forward to it. She felt hot cream soaking right through the crotch of her panties.

She hated herself for it, but she couldn't forget the intense pleasure she'd felt when Kirk went down on her. She knew then, and she knew now, that marriage to Don wouldn't be like that. It would be pleasant and secure, but it wouldn't be thrilling. Her one and only chance for sexual adventure was now, with Kirk. Much as she disliked the boy, he was her only chance to fulfill those long years of lust and fantasy, her last chance for total sexual satisfaction.

She told herself coolly that she'd better grab the chance while she could get it. She knew herself now, knew that all those long-stifled yearnings had to be satisfied – and that she couldn't count on Don to do it for her. Since Kirk already had her in his power, she might as well take advantage of it and follow him into every kinky adventure he proposed. She had to get all that wild lust out of her system before she married Don.

She sighed and got to her feet and started putting on her coat, when there was a knock at the classroom door. "Come in," she called. Don walked into the room.

Her loving smile was automatic when she saw him. He looked shy but eager – and incredibly attractive. She loved this man no matter what, but it tore her up to know that he couldn't satisfy her in bed, that, they'd never reach the heights together. For that, she had to depend on a rotten little punk who treated her like shit.

As site thought of Kirk and what they might be doing together tonight, she blushed. "Hello, Don," she said weakly.

"How's my girl?" he said, walking over to give her a peck on the cheek. "Would you like to go out to dinner before the movies?"

Jane's blush deepened. She felt like a rat as she said haltingly, "Don, I can't make it tonight. How about tomorrow?"

He looked intently at her, and she was sure she was tinning beet red. "But, honey," he said, "we always go out on Fridays. What could be more important than being together?"

"It's-It's just that so much work has piled up, Don," she said quickly. "I've got a million papers to grade. I'd feel better about it if I got them out of the way tonight. I'd be more relaxed tomorrow."

He wasn't buying it. He looked her in the eye and said, "Jane, you've been changing lately. You don't act the same towards me. You seem to be drawing back. Darling, don't be afraid to tell me if there's another man."

"Oh, my God, no," Jane said. She threw her arms around him and said urgently, "Don, there'll never be anyone else. I – well, I just feel very tense waiting for us to get married. I'm a normal woman Don, I have normal needs. It's hard to be around you and not want to make love. Do you understand?"

He stiffened and drew away. "I understand," he said awkwardly, "but we've discussed this already, Jane. It's better for us to wait."

Jane flushed with anger. What was the matter with him? Why did he withdraw whenever she mentioned sex? He had no right to make her feel dirty and depraved just because she had normal needs. How could he be so right for her in every other way, so wrong when it came to sex?