Elizabeth Watson - Revenge on teacher

Jeannette knew she was playing with fire, but she didn't care, she had a right to do whatever she wanted, she justified in her mind as she poured Jules a larger snifter of brandy, watching admiringly as he lit a fire in the hearth, and anyway he's my friend, why shouldn't he come into the house for a nightcap!

The two teachers sat quietly by the fire, drinking their brandy, both very aware of each other's presence, both thinking how nice it would be to be in each other's arms, yet neither of them daring to make the move. Suddenly, Jules realized that it was now or never and leaning over he placed a warmly loving kiss on his fellow teacher's lips.

Jeannette felt Jules' hot moist lips on hers and felt a little tingle of excitement run up and down her thigh, realizing that it was beginning again, would she be as frigid with Jules as she was with her husband. Suddenly the thought of her husband made her start and she pushed Jules away from her, her face registering the look of a frightened deer.

"What is it Jeannette," Jules asked quietly, "I want you, you know that and whoever hurt you before wasn't me, remember I'm someone else."

The frightened young teacher looked at Jules now and realized that she was being silly, he wasn't going to hurt her like her husband, he was a gentle, kind man. She rose now, taking Jules by the hand and with a womanly quality she had never known herself to have before she led him into the bedroom.

Jules was overjoyed, suddenly he felt close to his prize, close to the bet even that he had taken with the Principal that he would get the new teacher in bed before the month was out. He liked Jeannette, he liked her a lot, and he lusted after her body wildly, he could hardly believe that she was inviting him into her bedroom and he wondered whatever had made her change her mind – he didn't stop to think however, whatever it was, he would fuck her, by God he would fuck her that very night.

The pair of teachers began to undress slowly, hardly daring to look at each other until they were totally naked, Jules drew in his breath as he looked at the voluptuous body of the lovely woman standing before him realizing that he had been right all along, she was one hell of a woman. He knelt before her now, stroking her thighs, hearing her moan incessantly as he ran his tongue up and down her inner thigh. He picked her up then and gently laying her down on the bed, he parted her legs further, raising her knees a bit by placing her bare feet on top of his strong thighs. Through her toes, Jeannette could feel his rock hard penis and the bristly hairs of his pelvis. She tried to remove her foot, but he merely grasped her ankle and moved it up until the toes were actually resting on the wildly pulsating flesh of his mammoth penis itself.

Suddenly the beautiful young teacher jolted as she felt Jules' finger touch her vagina, his thumbs peeling back the inviting wetly red cavern of tender flesh and she heard her own breath start to come in ragged pants as the desire in her own body started to take over. She could feel his hands gently massaging her inner thighs as he spread her legs wider to a point where she was almost incapable of resisting, should she decide to suddenly change her mind. Then another jolt shot through her as his thumbs pressed against the expectant flesh and gently parted the tingling hair-lined lips. He slithered forward once again, his head abruptly bowed, and his hot hungry mouth fastened on her gently pulsating clitoris.

"Ahhhhhhhhh, no!" she said loudly, realizing suddenly the danger she was subjecting herself to.

Jules however paid no attention to Jeannette's cries, his mouth now had begun a gentle sucking motion on her outer cuntal lips, sucking them in and out in rhythm with the quick flickering of his tongue on her erect little clitoris.

"Stop it," Jeannette screamed, her brown curls bobbing frantically, "I've changed my mind, I don't want to do this."

Jeannette cringed now as Jules' hands massaged her quivering buttocks and quaking inner thighs. His lips – now hot and eager – were kissing and sucking her wetly cringing cunt. Sparks of unwanted delight were arching throughout the overly sensitive nerve ends up between her open thighs. Then, without warning, his tongue – hotly animated with a life all its own – shot like a hungry shark into the warmly wet cavern of her vagina. Down his probing tongue went, even deeper, until it was lodged like a small inquisitive penis fully inside her hollowed secret place.

"Aaaaagggggghhhhh, gaaaaaahhhh… Please, no," she writhed helplessly beneath him, "No, Jules, no, you can't do it. I don't want you to do it any more, please… please oh pulllll-eeeessssss…" The words spilled from her laxly open mouth even as her abdomen, with volition, rose in a wild eagerness to meet his voracious mouth.

Jules was grinning to himself knowing that he had got her going and knowing that he wasn't going to stop.

He pulled his mouth away and was delighted to hear her low moan of disappointment. He thought: I'm really going to turn her on now. And he laughed to himself, knowing she was going to be a very hot little piece before he got through with her. He decided to play her along. "I think, we'd better try that again," he grinned.

The heatedly aroused young teacher tried to sit upright, but his strongly dominating arms kept her pressed back against the bed. "No," she said, trying to gain control of her runaway emotions, "Jules, I've changed my mind, I told you that."

Jules merely smiled at his fellow teacher, tweaking her quiveringly erect clitoris, causing her to jump wildly. "I don't believe you," he smiled obscenely, as he bent his head forward again feasting his eyes on the ripe red lips of her vagina, framed so erotically with sparse, soft brown pubic hair. From her eagerly engorged clitoris, one droplet of hotly seeping vaginal juice glistened in the light; to Jules it was honey oozing from that sexually inflamed rosebud.

Jeannette moaned in mortal shame – feeling her own body betraying her – as Jules' tongue slowly and deliberately licked the soft brown curls of pubic hair aside to expose the seeping cavern leading to her innermost femaledom. She felt him breathe against her clitoris, and even the expulsion of his hot breath sent shooting tingles of ecstasy throughout her entire abdomen. Her voluptuous young body jerked automatically as once again the quivering tongue returned to her heatedly quivering vaginal opening. This time he was licking – like a thirsty animal lapping up sweet life-giving water – licking from her clitoris to her cringing anus. An agonized groan bubbled out of her lips. Valiantly, she made another half effort to escape him – knowing now that she was within seconds of losing all control. Never had she felt anything so wildly wicked, so wantonly wonderful as this, Dennis had never done anything like this to her, always fucking her quickly and brutally and leaving her quite unfulfilled.

"Please… Oh, God… Please stop… pulllll-eeze…" His long, hot probing tongue suddenly entered full-length into her aching pussy, and she screamed, "Ahhhhh…" The young teacher felt saliva bubble at the corners of her opened mouth, and she couldn't stop tossing back and forth. She wailed in desperate longing and unwilling passion as his tongue curled around her clitoris and his lips made lewd sucking noises at her primitively pulsating cuntal mouth. "Stop…" she said weakly, and she knew it was the last gasp of her dying decency. She felt his head shake and she knew it was all over.

Jeannette could hardly believe what was happening to her, she was being tongue fucked and eaten – yes, eaten alive.

Jules was forced to slip his hands under her buttocks when her wildly squirming pelvis kept slipping out of his mouth. He massaged the softly resilient cheeks of her ass as though he were kneading warm bread dough, then slipped one outstretched finger down the anal crevice and found the tiny quivering ring that would open her rectum. She jerked upward when the finger began making its resolute invasion, but the upward movement of her body only drove his tongue deeper into her hotly pulsing vaginal well. She cried out aloud, but her words were unintelligible. With one sudden, almost vicious movement, Jules' finger wormed into the tightly cringing little anus – going in as far as the middle knuckle.