Robert Vickers: Blackmailed teacher

His cock – that was what was in her cunt, not her fingers. He was fucking her. She could hear him breathing. Over the thunder of her own pulse hammering wildly in her head, she could hear, his harsh breathing. She could feel his cock delving ever deeper into her juicy, steamy hot cunt.

The first contraction of her cunt walls clamped down on her fingers. When orgasm gripped her body, she was panting and gasping and moaning out her joy. He was fucking her! That was his cock inside her needy cunt! He had come over to give her the fine gift of his cock!

She sobbed openly, tears running down her face. It wasn't any good. The come hadn't released all her tensions. She still felt a tautness inside that made her edgy, uptight.

In the room, Ted was still fucking hard into the other teacher's clinging cunt.

"I… I can't hold it! I'm comiiiing!" The man's entire body stiffened as he drove his prick balls deep into the woman's cunt. He pumped out every single drop of his pearly white jism. And then his cock limply fell from the woman's still oozing cunt.

A tiny puddle of his cum and her cunt juice formed on the table under her ass. Then Beth disengaged her legs and rolled free. She went to the man and took him in her arms for a big kiss.

"I love the way you fuck! You're one stud in a million!"

"And how would you know? Have you fucked a million guys? That cunt of yours is mighty tight for such a feat. You might go into a record book if you've really had a million men."

"Some of them just seem like it. But you're special, Ted!"

Liz didn't know if anything was going to start between the two or not. She decided it was time for her to split and to hell with the notebook. She didn't want to seem to be prying into their personal lives.

But she wished Ted would pry into hers. Just once to drive away the demons of longing still inhabiting her body.

Liz existed through her last class of the day. It seemed to be an eternity before the final bell rang. Luckily, the class evacuated the room as if the building were on fire.

She was free to go find Ted. Thinking throughout the long class about what she should do had made her seem distant, remote from the questions. But she didn't give a damn. The hunger she felt deep in her cunt was more important to her than the questions those snotty-nosed kids came up with. She had to keep her life on an even keel or how could she possibly be expected to perform well as a teacher?

She hastily left the class, almost running. She wanted to catch Ted in his chemistry lab down the hall. Liz slid to a halt and peered into the room. Ted was nowhere to be seen.

She rushed to the window looking out on the parking lot. There was Ted Larson just putting the key into the door of his car. Liz cursed under her breath and hurried down the stairs, hoping to catch the other teacher before he left.

Luck was finally with her. James Elliot had called out to Ted and stopped the man from leaving. By the time she got to Ted's car, the principal had gone.

"Ted!" she cried. "Wait a second!"

Ted Larson looked up and smiled. He'd had the hots for her ever since she'd transferred into the school. Passing a few minutes talking to her would be a lot better than knocking off a few beers at a bar.

"Hi, Liz. What can I do for you?"

She blushed. She took that in a way entirely different than Ted had meant it.

Or had he meant it exactly the way she thought?

"Well, uh, Ted, I don't know how to say this."

"Straight ahead is the best way, Liz." His eyes weren't on her emerald green ones. They were raking her body from her toes to the top of her head. And he liked what he saw.

She wasn't wearing nylons. She didn't have to encase her legs in the smoky fabric to make them look good. She had a nice, even tan that appealed to him. Although she obviously spent a lot of time in the sun, her skin didn't have that brittle, dried look. It was smooth, and he guessed it would feel even smoother flowing under his fingers as he stroked upwards toward her hidden snatch.

The woman's tits were held in check by a bra. He didn't much care for that, but what the hell? The school dress codes required it of the women teachers. Another mark against the puritanical school board.

But Liz had a trim waist he would love putting his hands around, boobs obviously, big enough for any man, even one having a thing for good-sized tits. And her face was a classic sculpture. It was offset just right with the black hair flowing all around it like some dark halo.

He wouldn't mind sticking it to this broad at all. But she had always seemed so stand-offish. Not a prick teaser, but just distant. It was a pity to waste good material.

And Liz's ass was one of the best.

"I guess you're right, Ted. Look, I saw you and Beth this afternoon." She paused and studied his reaction. There was a slight tensing of his body but it was hardly noticeable. He kept his face almost impassive.

"So?"

"So I saved your asses from Mr. Elliot. He almost came in on you while you were in the middle of, uh…"

"Of fucking Beth? Why not just say it, Liz? You were obviously watching us."

She blushed again. Was it that obvious? She had to control her racing heart. It threatened to run away from her. She took a couple deep breaths which did nothing except make her boobs rise and fall in the most seductive manner possible.

"Okay. I saw you and Beth fucking. And God, what a cock you've got!" she burst out.

Horrified, she turned a bright red. For a moment, Ted looked stunned, then he laughed.

"Shit! I never heard of such a thing before. You watched, you enjoyed it, now you want some action, is that it?"

"Yes, I guess it is."

"What makes you think I'll give it to you? Just because you saw us screwing in the teachers' lounge?"

"I don't have any reason to think you won't, either."

He smiled broadly. "And you're right. Your place or mine?"

Liz was stunned into speechlessness. She hadn't expected him to pick up an her request this fast. Maybe ask her to have a drink, then dinner and finally spring that time-honored question.

But he just came right out with it. And she was ecstatic!

"Why not right here?"

It was his turn to look stunned. "In the parking lot? Hell, woman, there are students coming and going all around here. They'd see us!"

"Yeah," she said, her mind racing. This was going to be a real turn-on. She wanted his cock, sure. She wanted it as badly as she'd ever wanted anything in her life. But it could be an added thrill – the thrill of possible discovery by the students or other teachers. To fuck in full view of the school!

"You're serious, aren't you?" he asked, edging closer to her. His hand snaked around her waist and pulled her close. "You want to wait for sundown or start right now?"

The sun was going down rapidly, but Liz's lust was mounting to the breaking point. She gave him his answer with a kiss. A hungry, demanding kiss that left no question in his mind what she wanted.

She wanted cock and she wanted it now!

Her lips parted just a little when she felt his press firmly into her mouth. It took only a second for a hard tongue to race into her mouth. He found her tongue and engaged it in an erotic duel. Stroking and caressing, he pushed her passions even higher.

She was gasping for breath by the time she broke off the kiss. She tried to back away a step but couldn't. His hand was still firmly around her waist. He was pulling her bulging pussy mound into the top of his leg. She rubbed up and down on his leg like a cat against a pole.

It felt good, damned good. And it was only a promise of better things to come. The tenting in his trousers told her he was as aroused as she was. And he wasn't going to put off fucking her for long. He wouldn't be able to control himself that long!