Tim McGee - The Lusty Teacher

"Thanks for the ride, Miss Harris. See you around."

She glanced down at how the damp shorts clung to his pud and made a big bulge in his basket. She could not help but wonder what his meat tasted like. It might also be nice to suck out of his ass.

There was a blonde girl waiting on the curb in front of the bike. She called to Billy. Suzan Peters, Billy's steady piece, thought Linda. Suzan was a nice enough girl but definitely not his type. Suzan was too mickey – mouse and bland.

"We'll have to talk again when you're not so pushed for time, Billy. Take care."

All the way home Linda Harris could not get Billy Fitz off her mind. Billy's father was a widower and just happened to be the richest man in the county. He had made his fortune growing grapes. The "Fitz" label was one of the best known in the world.

She had often wondered how she had gotten stuck in a one – horse town like Marmnda, California. The way things were going it looked as if she would be stuck here for a while longer. Marinda was near the seacoast near Santa Cruz. She thought that living away from the big city would be a pleasant experience. Teaching art to high – school brats was not exactly the prize of all prizes, nevertheless she loved doing it. She had been teaching at Wilbur High for one year now. She had come to Marinda because her father had died and left her his estate here. It was a cool pad with a swimming pool and the beach just a stone's throw away. She thought she would be able to save her money by living in the house. Things worked out just fine for the first six months. But there were not any single men around Marinda. Those who were available were too old or married. And in a town as small as Marinda you did not risk balling your neighbor's husband.

There was no way that she could go without a man for very long. She did not necessarily have to ball a guy, sucking his pud was good enough for her. Unashamedly she confessed to being a cum – freak. She had been for as long as she could remember. It had started with her uncle, who was the black sheep of the family, so to speak. He used to feel her and her sister up whenever he could catch them alone in the house. She was too young to know what the hell her uncle was doing at the time. Then her uncle was caught in the act of fucking her sister and sent to jail.

After that awesome period of her life, she became really interested in boys. She discovered that in order to be popular with the boys a girl had to give up a little head action. Yep she would have to call herself a compulsive fellatrice. Somehow living today made that easy to admit. The new society had done wonders in sexually educating people.

She thought about Fran, a teacher who shared the house and expenses with her. Fran was a cool chick, much like herself, only Fran did not have any trouble finding men. But then she had guts and was a go – getter. Fran had helped her through a lot of crises, but there were some things she did not know about. Like the time Fran's younger brother spent the weekend at the house. At first Linda could not stand the little monster. He was a ten – year – old and the worst brat she had ever seen, but she had to tolerate the kid for Fran's sake. One Saturday morning they were alone because Fran had taken a part – time job at a bookstore. Very often she and Fran strutted around the house in just their underwear, and it became a habit Linda had to fight to break. That morning she had forgotten about Danny's being in the house.

She had gone downstairs into the kitchen tugging at her panties. Danny's eyes were as big as apples as they scanned her naked titties. Just for kicks, she caressed her hips and pulled the panties tight over her crotch. Danny saw it all in one glance. She had told him to come with her up to her room. "I want to show you something, Danny." Danny followed with his eyes on her bouncy buttocks.

She began to make light conversation by asking Danny if he liked little girls or big girls. Once inside her bedroom she locked the door, just in case Fran should happen to come home unexpectedly. She faced Danny and put her hands up to her breasts and squeezed a little. She saw that he was willing, the little bastard. She went close to him and wiggled down her drawers. With no trouble, she got him out of his pants and got his eager little rod into her, but not before the kid shot off several times. She never forgot how it felt having his small prick in her fully matured cunt, and how she used it at her will during his stay. It was neat fucking and sucking men, but they were usually so damn chauvinistic. With young Danny she had her own private play – toy. She had felt at liberty to do any freaky things she wanted because the youngster was not going to tell.

Later Linda and Fran chatted while putting away the dinner dishes. Fran had slipped a worn tee shirt over her panties. Linda still had on a skirt and blouse.

"Why are men such creeps?" asked Fran.

"What's the matter, are you and Frank.having troubles? I thought you two were getting engaged this year."

"Frank doesn't believe in marriage; nobody does any more."

"Stop knocking it, kid. You're lucky you have a man, period. Forget the marriage part of the deal. Shack up and get it while the getting is good. Do you know that most of the single women I know aren't fucking at all?"

They moved into the living room. Fran lit a joint and they got high and had a few drinks. It was then, after she had relaxed, that Linda noted how little Fran had on. Fran, a free – spirited girl, acted as though it was quite proper, and sat down beside Linda on the couch.

Linda took a hard hit on the joint.

"What's your problem, Linda? You look a little pie – faced."

"You know who Billy Fitz is? Well, guess who has a thing for the kid? And at her ripe old age of thirty. Me!"

"You're kidding – he's just a boy."

"He's a senior, graduates this summer. You don't have to tell me, I know better. I feel like I'm his mother."

"Yeah, but he's a cute thing. I hear the girl students talking about him all the time. They say he's hung like an elephant. Goes around with this Suzan Peters kid.

"I know, I saw her today after school. A perfect size nine. Look at me! My boobs are big enough to be basketballs. Look how much weight I'm gaining sitting on my ass all day. Every pound I gain goes right to my ass."

She took another hit and looked down at her large thighs. She patted them and squeezed the undersides.

Fran flopped back against the couch and cocked up both legs. She – took the joint from Linda and had a hard hit. She brought her left hand up under her tit to cradle it.

"You don't know how lucky you are, sweetie. What if you had no tits, like me? My Frank thinks you are the hottest thing to come along since Evelyn West, the girl with the treasure chest.' He says you turn him on. Me – what does he care?"

"Listen, Frank is definitely not my type. But when you're. done with him, point him in my direction. I'm so hard up to be laid that I would take any man."

"Would you really ball Frank?"

"No, kid, I was just. jivin' you."

"I asked because he's been talking about going up to San Jose to one of those Sexual Freedom parties. Do you know that he actually asked me to swap?"

"What did you say?"

"That'd I'd have to think about it." They laughed. "I'm no fool. But seriously… Frank wants to screw you."

They stared into each other's eyes.

"No, I don't think so. I'm just not ready for that kind of action yet. That doesn't mean I'm not hot to be fucked. But Frank is your ole man. You know what I mean, Fran."

"Okay," Fran said, feeling she had come on too strong. "But, ah, what do you do? I know about your compulsive – oral – fetish side, you told me about that. But you haven't dated in some time now."