Nick Eastwood - She seduced her teachers

"Ohhhhh, Mr. Peters, honey, I love it!" she moaned. "Keep fucking me hard, baby, don't stop!"

She got the response she wanted. Peters fucked into her even harder, his belly slapping her ass loudly. The red-hot friction was driving her fast towards orgasm. She closed her eyes and forgot everything but the intense pleasure she was getting from his pile-driving cock.

"Ooooooh, oooooh, I'm gonna come!" she whimpered.

"Shit, so am I!" Peters groaned.

Shelly felt the violent orgasm boiling up from the hot depths of her cunt and shaking her whole body. A second later her cunt was flooded with a huge jet of jism. The scalding liquid overflowed, running down her legs.

"Unnnnhhhhh, you did it! I'm cominggggg!" she screamed. "Oooooh, baby, whaahhhhh!"

"Take my load, unnngghhhh, awwwwww!" Peters yelled.

Shelly heard faint scurrying as Lisa and Candy ducked, back into the closet. She and Peters rocked together in total bliss, coming violently. At last the shy math teacher staggered back from her with a big sigh.

"Shelly," he said, "we really shouldn't have done that, but, shit, it was great."

"I thought so, too, Mr. Peters," Shelly grinned. "I sure hope we can do it again some time."

"Oh, so do I," he sighed. "Now, did you really want some help with your math?"

"Not really," Shelly grinned. "I just got all the help I needed."

After Mr. Peters left the room, Lisa and Candy burst from the closet, practically jumping up and down with excitement. Shelly grinned proudly. She wouldn't have any problem getting her friends to believe her now.

"Wow, Shelly, that was fantastic!" Candy cried.

"Yeah, that was super," Lisa agreed. "You said you made it with Mr. Miller and Mr. Gates, too?"

"Right," Shelly grinned. "And I'm gonna make it with all the other teachers who turn me on. How about you guys? You wanna try it?" Lisa and Candy looked, both eager and nervous.

"I dunno," Lisa said. "We sure could get into a lot of trouble if we got caught."

"Yeah, our parents would kill us," Candy said.

"Well, you're right about that," Shelly agreed. "I wish there was some way we could make it safe."

"How would we do that?" Lisa said, frowning. "Ask the headmaster's permission?"

Then they all stared at each other. As crazy as it sounded, Lisa might just have hit on the answer to their problem. If the headmaster of St. Hilda's approved of their little scheme, then nobody else could punish them.

"Fat chance of that," Candy said gloomily. "Maybe," Shelly said, "but it'd be worth the risk. If I could get it on with Mr. Gray, we'd have it made. We could do anything we wanted, and he couldn't say a word about it."

"Shelly, you gotta be kidding!" Lisa exclaimed. "The guy's a vulture. He pisses ice water. He probably doesn't even believe in fucking."

"He's a man, isn't he?" Shelly said, starting to grin. "I'm gonna give it a try."

"Shelly, you're out of your mind," Lisa groaned.

Charles Gray, the headmaster of St. Hilda's School for Girls, was a grim-looking man in his late forties. He was stern, strict and puritanical.

Every girl in the school was terrified of him. But Shelly liked a challenge.

"Yes," she said, "I'm gonna do it. Let's figure out how you guys can watch. I'll need witnesses."

"You're nuts," Candy said. But then she grinned wickedly. "Shit, wouldn't it be a kick if you actually did it?"

The three friends spent the rest of the day working out a plan for Shelly to seduce the headmaster while Lisa and Candy spied and watched. By lights out time, they'd finalized their scheme. Now all they had to do was get out of the dorm without Miss Grubb catching them.

"We're gonna sneak out for awhile," Shelly told the rest of the girls. "Don't anybody dare snitch on us."

Of course the girls promised, and they helped stuff pillows into the empty beds so it would look like the three friends were sleeping. Then, Shelly, Lisa and Candy slipped out the window and down the fire escape.

Mr. Gray had a house on campus. The girls sneaked over to his place and peered in the window. There was the headmaster, sitting by the fireplace reading a big dull-looking book. Shelly eased the window open a little so her friends could hear everything that went on.

Then she went around to the front door and knocked. Mr. Gray opened the door and glared at her.

"Young lady, what are you doing out of the dorms at this hour?" he growled. "You know that's strictly against the rules."

"I know, Mr. Gray," Shelly said, "but I just have to talk to you. It's very private."

"You should have arranged a conference!" he snapped. "I'm putting you on report, and I want you back to the dorm immediately!"

Shelly saw that this was going to be her hardest job yet. But she was determined not to fail. She pushed past the headmaster, into the living room.

"If you want me back at the dorm, you'll have to carry me, Mr. Gray," she said. "I'm not leaving till I get to talk to you about my problem."

Gray looked furious.

"I won't stand for this!" he barked. "You get out of here this minute, or I'll call the security guard and have him take you back to the dorm."

"Oh, no, you won't," Shelly said, "because you won't be able to explain this."

She started stripping. Before the headmaster could stop her, she was flinging her clothes right and left. His mouth dropped open as she discarded her bra and revealed her luscious ripe tits. His eyes popped as she wriggled out of her panties and stood before him stark naked.

"How are you gonna explain this to the guard, Mr. Gray?" she taunted.

Gray stood there gawking at her. Shelly could hardly keep from giggling. She could see that the headmaster had never faced a problem like this before. What was he going to do with a naked girl who refused to leave his house?

If Shelly could have read his mind, she would have felt even more smug. Charles Gray was having a terrible time controlling himself. He had a shameful secret. The grim and puritanical headmaster of St. Hilda's had always lusted after teenage girls.

He struggled to keep a frown on his face as he studied Shelly's petite nubile body. He stared at her firm pouting tits and the pretty golden triangle of her bush. All his life he'd wanted to make it with a girl this young.

It was torture for him to be headmaster of a girls' school, to watch all those lusty young females day after day. At night he'd jack off, pretending he was making it with a horny teenager, but during the day he managed to control himself.

Now he was faced with the worst temptation yet. "Just what do you want, Shelly?" he barked. "Not that it matters. I'm going to expel you anyway."

"For what, Mr. Gray?" Shelly taunted. "For being naked in your living room? How are you gonna explain that?"

She started toward him, and Gray backed up against the wall. As she reached for the zipper of his pants, he grabbed her hand and stopped her. Shelly made a grab with the other hand, and he seized her wrist.

"Stop this at once!" he barked.

Peering in the window, Lisa and Candy could see that their friend was in trouble. They nodded at each other, pushed the window wide open, and leaped into the room. As the headmaster gawked at them, they quickly stripped naked.

"My God, what's going on?" Gray demanded.

"We're here to help our friend," Lisa said with a wicked grin.

She and Candy moved behind the headmaster and pinned his arms. With Shelly's help, they pulled him down on the rug, and then Shelly tugged off his pants and shorts. Gray struggled to get loose, but the three girls managed to hold him down.

"Mr. Gray, honey," Shelly purred, "why don't you just relax and enjoy yourself?"

"You girls are in big trouble," Gray sputtered. "You'll all be expelled. You – oh, my God!"