Elizabeth Watson - Revenge on teacher

Jules knew that in spite of all his control he was nearing the end of his efforts. His balls had begun to throb painfully, and suppressed excitement had swollen his cock until it felt as though the opening in the head was large enough to take a pencil.

"I'm cumming…" she screamed for the second time in less than twenty seconds, and her body jerked and twisted as though she were in the throes of a huge, uncontrollable, religious seizure. Her face was contorted in lust, and her mouth opened and closed ceaselessly as her nostrils flared like an untamed wildly bucking animal's.

It's time, Jules thought! He plunged up and up, deeper and deeper into the warmly clasping cuntal caverns beneath him. He let the sensations flow up his thickly pulsating column of flesh where they spread out through the scrotum and overflowed into his churning belly.

Jeannette's forehead, face, and shoulders glistened with the sheen of sweat. Her breasts felt as if they were balloons being pumped full of hot scented air, and her vagina and uterus felt as if they were being stuffed with electric eels, all throwing off electric charges… and wiggling up deeper, ever deeper, into her innermost femaledom. She knew instinctively that each preceding orgasm had been like a higher step on a high diving board, that she had reached the top, and now there was a swan dive to be made into the warm waters of oblivion. There was nothing that could stop her from making the dive, and Jules was suddenly fucking her like a mad man as he sought to join her downward flight.

"Cum with me, Jules… cum…" she pleaded. "Cum with me… cum in me…" She wanted him to make the dive with her; she was giving herself completely to him. No man had ever had this from her before! It was a gift! "Cum darling… my darling… please cum…!"

And Jules, hearing the words, felt the dam gates slowly opening with him. He slithered his hands under the wildly pumping cheeks of her buttocks and cupped them tightly – pulling them toward him for greater access to her wide-open and pleading young cunt. He drove into her with all his strength – wanting to give her everything he had! He could feel the smooth, hotly clinging flesh of her cunt massaging and sucking at his jerking cock. He fucked into her hard, ramming every last inch into the hot willing hole down between her legs. A cry started within her, and at first it sounded like the low moan of the arctic winds blowing across the poles; the sound grew in intensity until it was the shriek of a typhoon levelling everything before it.

"Aaaiiieeeee… I'm cumming!" She screamed, and it was the cry of a hawk – an eagle-diving from great heights. Her smoky eyes stared, unseeing, at things beyond both of them. Her buttocks waved in wanton abandonment from side to side, screwing her wetly quivering cunt up and down on his pistoning cock.

Jeannette's wildly thrashing body triggered his own climax. He could feel the velvet explosion beginning somewhere around his spine. It spread rapidly to his balls. Jules increased the intensity of his strokes, feeling his scrotum swing like an iron wrecking ball against the trembling walls of her fleshy buttocks.

Then he was there! Its intensity frightened him for a moment. Then he let everything go. Her arms had him in a death-like grip, as he gasped into her open mouth. "I'm cumming…"

Her words were almost incomprehensible when she panted, "Cum in me… cum… dar-lee-nng."

Jules heard the whimpering moan from her and felt her knees flexing and unflexing powerfully back against his driving hips as she sought to assist him. With a low moan of ecstasy, he exploded inside her, and the white hot lava of his violently spewing cum erupted far up inside the pulsating depths of her womb.

His cock continued to spurt and throb for a long minute, then it gradually stilled. Deep inside her womb, he could feel her muscles loosening, the uterine walls deflating, the cervix returning to its normal position, and the vaginal lips twitching like the lips of a slowly dying fish.

Jules Frank sucked in his breath quietly, feeling the immense pleasure his fellow teacher had given him filling his whole body. He had fucked her on a bet but now he was in love with her, she captivated him, made him feel like he was the only man in the world for her, no other woman had ever given him this feeling of completeness within himself. He looked down now at her angelic face, surrounded by her soft brown curls, her darting green eyes covered by her eyelids and darling long-fringed lashes, her pert ruby red mouth relaxed in a smile as she obviously drifted within to the tune of her own ecstasy… but he had given her this joy and now suddenly he didn't want any of the other teachers to have her, oh God! He didn't want to share her after all!

Jeannette Delaney was happier than she had been in years and she sang happily as she cleaned and tidied her house. It was the weekend again, a whole week of sensual bliss and splendour had been here in the arms of her new lover, Jules. Every day after school they had met secretly and wyled away the hours together. Jeannette was a little disappointed that Jules didn't want to be seen with her in public, he felt it wasn't good for the school's image but she accepted his decision, happy at least to be with him!

Her brow darkened for a moment however as she thought of her class, several boys had been giving her a great deal of trouble lately and she was almost ready to go to the Principal about them, in fact she had even threatened to do so. The alarm on Rick Davis' face however had been enough to change her mind, she didn't want to traumatise her class so soon into the school year, yet on the other hand she felt that she was being dominated by this particular gang of boys, and a gang they certainly were. More than once she had seen them congregated in the school yard during recess and it seemed to her then, that the rest of the school was afraid of them.

The beautiful teacher pushed them out of her mind however, she didn't want to think ugly thoughts, she just wanted to think about Jules. He was coming over for dinner and she wanted the house to look especially attractive for him.

Suddenly Jeannette stiffened, was she imagining it or was someone in the house, she listened intently, yes there it was again, someone was definitely in the house, they must have come in by the back door. The frightened young teacher quickly made her way to the front door but not before she was pounced on from behind, a large hand covered her mouth. "Keep your mouth shut baby, and you won't get hurt," she heard Rick Davis growl.

Jeannette tried to scream but she couldn't, then she tried biting on the young boy's hand, but that was impossible too, suddenly she realized that he wasn't alone and as he pulled her around to face the living room she saw not one but four boys staring lewdly at her and fear shot through her as she realised what they all wanted.

Rick Davis began to sneer now, slowly licking his lips with his long tongue as he stared at the voluptuous body of the beautiful teacher, "guess what we're here for, teach?" he snarled.

Jeannette tried to talk once again but still she couldn't, Rick's hand was clamped on her mouth too tightly.

"Let go of her mouth, she can't breathe," John Parks begged the older boy.

"Not unless she promises not to scream," sneered Rick.

The frightened teacher nodded her head frantically, she wouldn't scream, she didn't want to anger them, she had no idea what they would do to her if she did.

Slowly Rick Davis removed his hand from her mouth and with one swift movement he reached out and grabbed her breast brazenly, "come on Rick," she heard Dick Boone say, "let's get on with it, my cock's harder than a spike already."

Jeannette's head swiveled frantically from one hardened face to the other, it was true they had really come to her house to fuck her.