J. Watson: Raped teacher

He stretched out beside her on the bed and they kissed for a while. Her fiery tongue slipped into his mouth and she began to massage his tongue. She felt his cock grow hard against her leg.

She slipped her hand down to his cock and wrapped her fingers around his huge staff.

His prick trembled in her hands.

"You're never been with a woman, have you?"

"No," he admitted.

"My God," she said.

She began to massage his prick, running her fingers down the length of his cock until she fondled his balls. She couldn't believe how heavy they were. All that sperm saved up just for her.

"Fuck me," she said.

Jeff got between her legs and pressed his hard prick against her cunt. She opened her legs wider and pushed her self against him. He groaned as his cock went into her tight and juicy pussy.

"Oh God!" she said. "What a nice cock. What a wonderful cock!"

He drove his prick into her cunt furiously, feeling the ache in his balls. She knew that he was not going to be able to last long and she didn't care. She felt so good with his cock in her cunt, and she knew that there would be another time before the night was done. Maybe a few times, because she'd already decided to stay as long as he wanted her.

She raised her legs and wrapped them around his back.

"Oh fuck," he grunted. "I can't wait. I'm going to come! I'm going to come! Oh fuck. OH FUCK!" She smiled as his prick jerked and he emptied the first of his love juice into her. She kept grinding her pussy against him until he fell against her with a soft groan and his limp prick popped out of her pussy.

She pushed him over onto his back.

"That was the first," she said. "That was just to get the edge off. Now I'm really going to make you feel good."

Judi kissed his nipples and then let her tongue travel down the length of his body. She kissed the tip of his prick, licking the spot of jism away.

"I'm going to make you feel really good," she said.

She sucked his limp prick into her mouth. She could feel the heat and she knew it wouldn't be long before he was ready again. She sucked noisily, liking the taste of his sweat and the salty taste of his jism and even the taste of her own juices still on his cock.

"Fuck," he moaned.

She began to suck harder and she felt him grow in her mouth. His prick was beginning to push against the back of her throat and she kept gobbling his cock like a candy stick. She wanted to taste his cum, but she wanted him more in her hot and hungry cunt.

"Now I'm going to fuck you," she said.

He looked at her with puzzled eyes as she climbed up on top of him. She let herself go down slowly on his cock. She felt his delicious length sliding up into her cunt and she nearly fainted with pleasure.

Now it was her turn. She knew she was hot enough to come almost immediately, but she didn't want to hurry. She jumped up and down on his prick easily and slowly.

"God!" she moaned. "God, you feel good!"

She settled down fully on his cock and felt the fires race through her.

"Oh shit!" she said. "Squeeze my titties! Squeeze them hard. I want your hands on them."

He was more than willing. He cupped her tits and began to squeeze them as she fucked him.

"Oh Jesus!" she moaned. "Oh Jesus fuck! This feels so good. I don't think I'm going to last for long."

Now Jeff was beginning to grow hotter and she knew that his prick was going to be erupting into her very soon. She hurried, her pace. She wanted to come together.

"Jesus," she cried. "I'm going to come! Oh Jesus, I'm going to come. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck!"

She screamed as he came with her.

Jeff was smugly pleased with himself. He was coming home with all his father had ordered, and with something else. He was coming home a man.

"Damn," Jeff said, rubbing his crotch. "That little filly was something."

It made his cock hard to think of all the things that Judi had done to him. She had fucked him blind and he had loved every second of it.

"Shit," Jeff said as he turned his pick-up onto the highway. "I wish I could meet another one like that. Oh fuck, I feel horny."

He knew that he was now going to have problems. He knew he couldn't be content just to stay on the farm, and his father wasn't going to like that worth a damn. His father liked to run everything and everybody. Well Rebus wasn't going to run him any more.

He was wondering how he was going to break the news to his father when he saw the blue car pull off the road and vanish into a clump of trees.

Jeff knew the highway. He had spent most of his growing up years walking up and down the road and going through the woods. He knew that there was nothing down there except a dead-end road.

He had plenty of time and Jeff didn't mind helping out a friend, or even a stranger. The fool probably thought the road was a shortcut or something.

Jeff pulled the pick-up into the dirt lane. He drove for about a half mile before he came upon the blue car parked beside the road.

And then he heard the girl scream.

"No!" the girl screamed. "Please, not that! Please don't kill me."

Jeff didn't thing about anything. He opened his dashboard where he kept his pistol. He grabbed it and went darting through the woods where he'd heard the girl's voice.

He burst through some bushes and found the girl on the ground. He recognized her. Susan. He had gone to school with her. She had a bad cut on her forehead and she was nearly unconscious.

He looked up when the boy came through the woods searching for her.

Carl. A football player. Carl carried a tire iron and he was weaving drunkenly.

"Hey," Carl said. "What's going on? We were just having a little fun. We were just seeing how far the little cunt could take a tool up her cunt."

"You bastard!" Jeff said.

Carl came at him with the tire iron. Carl never would have done it if he'd been sober. Carl had fought Jeff before and knew how strong he was. But the beer was making Carl feel like he was stronger than the world.

Jeff knocked the tire iron from his hand and starting beating him with the pistol. He clubbed Carl to the ground in a pool of blood. Carl wasn't dead, but he would have a headache for a long time. Jeff heard other movements in the bushes.

Tim, Bill and Danny came running through the bushes.

They stopped short when they saw Jeff.

"You're sick!" Jeff said savagely. "You're all sick!"

All three of them rushed at Jeff. They were surprised at the fury with which he met them. He clubbed Tim to the ground, kicked Bill in the balls, and gave Danny a hard blow to the stomach. He turned on Danny, who was bent over clutching his gut and clubbed him to the ground. Danny took off crawling and bleeding and crying out loud.

Jeff turned back to Susan and picked her up with strong and gentle arms.

He carried her easily back to his pick-up truck and put her in the front seat. She was bruised and bleeding and nearly naked. The pants she wore were torn in a dozen places. Her halter top was in the same condition.

"Goddamn it," Jeff said.

Jeff walked back to the blue car and reached in and turned on the ignition. He put the car in gear and stepped back. The car started rolling. It rolled into a tree and burst into flames.

Jeff went back to his pick-up and got in. Susan was moaning, but her eyes were open.

"It's all right," he said. "I'm taking you home."

Rebus was standing on the porch when Jeff pulled into the yard.

"What you got there?" Rebus said as he gazed at Susan.

"A girl," Jeff explained. "She's been hurt bad."

"Well, what the hell did you bring her here for? Why didn't you take her to a hospital?"

"Because I brought her here," Jeff said.

Rebus must have heard the new note in Jeff's voice because he frowned. There had never been any confidence in Jeff's voice before. Rebus had always been able to run over Jeff and get Jeff to bend to his will. Something must have happened while he was in the city.