Tom James: Naughty schoolgirl

Jenny nodded. She hadn't been spanked often, but she still remembered how it felt.

"Goodnight, honey." Linda gave her a kiss, and Jenny held her close for a moment.

"Thanks, Mommy. You're the greatest Mommy in the world," she smiled.

The next morning was like any other, except that Jenny felt vibrant and alive. She actually was looking forward to school, but not for the reasons her mother thought.

Mr. Evans taught her second period class, and after the bell rang Jenny made a point to lag behind. She saw him look at her and she walked up to his desk as though she were going to ask him a question about the lesson.

"Mr. Evans, you said yesterday we could have a long talk sometime. Could we have it this afternoon after school?" she asked.

Clint gulped with surprise. He'd been ready for almost anything, including Jenny's announcement that she had told her parents, but this was really something else!

"Er, just what do you want to talk about, Jenny?" he asked her guardedly.

Jenny smiled and arched her back so the mounds of her tits pushed out at him. "The same thing we talked about yesterday, only I think we oughta go into it a lot deeper. Okay?"

Clint stared at the teen-ager for a moment and then asked, "How much deeper do you want to go?"

Jenny's smiled broadened and she whispered, "As far as it'll go, and then some!"

Clint felt his cock stir and he knew he was flushing. He looked at the teen-ager and nodded.

"All right," he agreed, "but where?"

"My mom will be out until nearly dinner time and my brother's gonna be practicing football. We can do it at my house real easy."

Clint shook his head. "That's too risky. We'll do if it at my place. We won't be disturbed there."

Jenny nodded. The room was empty and there was no one in the hall. She took his hand and put it on her breast, holding it against her for a moment.

"I'll be waiting," she promised.

Jenny could hardly wait for school to end. She found herself staring at the clock during her last two classes and when the bell finally did ring, she dashed out and waited, breathlessly, near the area where the teachers parked their cars.

A few minutes later she saw Mr. Evans come out of the building and get into his car. He started to drive away and then slowed and stopped. He got out of the car and lifted the hood, seeming to peer at the motor. Jenny took this as her cue, and walked up to him.

"Get in, Jenny." Mr. Evans didn't look at her. Jenny slid into the passenger's side of the car and shut the door. A moment later Mr. Evans closed the hood, got in and drove away as though everything were perfectly normal.

"I'm so excited I could yell," Jenny admitted.

Mr. Evans gave her a smile and gently squeezed her knee.

"You'll yell, honey. And with good reason," he promised her.

Jenny wiggled with excitement. She was a little afraid, but whatever happened, she knew she'd enjoy it.

The drive was fairly short, and after a few minutes Clint pulled into the carport of his apartment building. They got out and went upstairs, neither wanting to speak.

Inside the apartment with the door shut, Jenny dropped her books on the table by the door and looked around. The living room was small and rather messy, but it looked nice.

She turned and smiled at him rather uncertainly.

"Mr. Evans," she began.

"Call me Clint," he interrupted.

"Clint, what do we do now?"

Clint sat down on the sofa. "To begin with, let's get comfortable," he suggested.

Jenny sat down beside him. She was wearing a short skirt and she let it ride up to mid-thigh. Her heart was beating fast and her stomach felt hollow. She wasn't scared, but it felt the same way.

Clint smiled at her slowly and gently ran his hand up and down her arm.

"You're wearing a bra, aren't you, Jenny?"

Jenny nodded.

Clint patted her arm. "Why don't you go into the bathroom and take it off, but put your blouse back on. Would you?"

Jenny gulped with excitement and nodded. She got up, revealing her panty-clad pussy for an instant. In the bathroom she hurriedly pulled her blouse off, undid her bra and dropped it to the floor, and pulled her blouse back on, shivering as the cloth rubbed her sensitive nipples.

When she came back into the living room, Clint had taken off his shoes and his shirt was unbuttoned and out of his pants. He looked very relaxed sitting there, and Jenny's eyes strayed to his cock but there was nothing to be seen.

She sat down beside him and arched her back, knowing the dark tips of her nipples showed through the thin material of her blouse.

Clint smiled at her and again his fingers gently stroked her arm.

Jenny leaned back against his arm, her body tense with anticipation. She felt his lips on her neck and shivered. His arm tightened around her shoulders and his free hand gently undid the top button of her blouse.

"Touch me," the teen-ager whispered. "I'm all hot, Clint. Please, please touch me all over!"

Clint kissed her and Jenny was surprised as his tongue gently entered her mouth. She twisted and pressed her chest against him, sliding one leg over his lap.

Clint's hand undid another button on her blouse and Jenny gasped as he gently cupped her breast, stroking the nipple with his thumb.

"Ohhh, Clint!" She spread her legs further apart, begging him to touch her.

Clint undid her blouse and took it off, leaving her naked to the waist. Jenny held his head as he lightly kissed and sucked her tits, the touch of his mouth and hands driving a wild pain deep inside her. Her hand crept into his crotch and her fingers closed over his cock, squeezing it gently.

"Want it, Jenny?"

Too excited to speak, the teen-ager could only nod.

Clint got up and pulled her to her feet. "Let's lie down and be comfortable," he said, leading her to his room.

In the bedroom Jenny stood still while he took off her skirt and panties. She spread her legs apart and pulled his hand into her crotch, moaning softly as he gently stroked her aching pussy.

"Take my pants off, Jenny," Clint said huskily.

Jenny dropped to her knees and pulled his pants down. She stared at the thick length of his cock for a moment and then began to stroke it lightly, moaning with delight.

"Want to suck it, honey?" Clint sat on the edge of his bed.

"Ohhh, yes!" Jenny's mouth engulfed the thick head of his prick and her tongue stroked it eagerly.

She squeezed and stroked the length of the shaft, her fingers sliding lightly along the hot flesh.

"Jesus, honey, you've got a fantastic touch there!" Clint gasped with admiration.

Jenny, pleased with herself, kept up her cock-sucking until a sudden rigidity of his prick told her he was about to come.

"Oh, yeah!" Clint's fingers dug into her scalp and Jenny braced herself for the gush of hot cum.

There were a couple of warning drops and then Jenny felt her mouth fill with his hot cock juice. She swallowed it happily, her fingers stroking the length of his prick and lightly touching the heavy sack of his balls.

"Ohhh, you've got a sweet mouth," Clint sighed.

Jenny got up and pressed her aching cunt against him.

"Do it, Clint. Don't wait any longer, please!"

Clint pushed down on the bed and the eager teen-ager spread her legs, waiting. She felt his wet cock head against her leg and then his fingers pulled her tight pussy lips open.

"It's going to hurt, Jenny," he warned her.

Her body was trembling, and Jenny couldn't have cared less about pain. All she knew was that he had a cock and she had a cunt!

"Do it!" she begged him.

Clint gently lodged the tip of his prick against the lips of her tight pussy and shoved. He felt her tremble and then there was an incredible velvet heat surrounding his cock head.