"Oh, yeah, honey, you know exactly where to put that big beautiful cock!" Susan moaned. "Right up my cunt! Give me the whole thing! I want the whole fucking thing in my pussy!"
"Man, your cunt is nice and tight and slick," Larry said. "My cock feels so good in your pussy, honey. Now I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to fuck you till you puke."
Larry started to fuck Susan. The nude boy really knew how to use his cock. Again and again he rammed it into Susan's slippery fuck-hole, shoving it into her tight cunt as hard and as deep as he could. He was fucking Susan so hard that the bed was creaking.
Susan grabbed the boy's bare ass and helped him fuck his big cock into her juicy cunt.
Stewart and Pete were watching their horny buddy fuck Susan. They were very excited. They grabbed their stiff cocks and started to beat off as they watched the hot action.
"How does that feel, honey?" Larry asked. "How does my big cock feel in your tight cunt, eh? You like this big piece of meat in your pussy? Do you? You like it when I ram it right into your fucking cunt, you fucking whore?"
"Oh, yeah!" Susan groaned. "That feels so good! You are one great stud, honey! I dig your beautiful cock!"
"My balls are big too, baby," Larry said. "And that makes my cum-load extra-big. And you're going to get it right now! Hold on, baby, 'cause now I'm really going to ride you!"
Larry kept on fucking Susan. In and out of her slippery cunt his cock went. And then Larry was shooting his big load. His sticky spunk was spurting right into Susan's cunt.
"That's right, fill me full of that hot jizz!" Susan cried out. "Shoot that hot cream right into my cunt!"
"How about some more of this jism right in your fucking mouth?" Stewart asked.
Stewart was standing beside Susan. The boy was still jerking on his stiff cock, and now his cum was shooting out. While Larry was still fucking Susan and emptying his load in Susan's hairy cunt, Stewart was jerking off right in Susan's face. His gobs of sticky jism were hitting Susan in the face. And some of it was going right into her mouth.
Even though Stewart shot a big wad, Susan could have swallowed a lot more tasty cum. And after Larry finished fucking her and pulled his big cock out of her cunt, Susan still wanted more.
"Come on, fuck me some more!" Susan moaned. She was still spread wide on the bed.
"Sorry, Susie, you tired us out!" Stewart laughed. "We just can't keep up with you. It's going to have to be some other time. Yeah, me and my buddies would really like that. Besides, don't you have some work to do? Don't you have to mark all those papers from that test today? Gee, I sure hope I get an A, even though I couldn't make it to class. And you will give me an A, won't you, Susie? I mean, me and my buddies give you an A. You are one great fuck. And we'd really like to fuck you again. Just remember that we got that tape, though, okay? Just remember that, whenever you get any ideas about telling people what happened tonight."
***Susan just had to get the tape back from Stewart. There was no doubt about that. Because if anyone saw it, that would probably mean the end of her career. And her career had hardly even begun. This was her first teaching position.
How was she going to get that tape back, though? When Stewart and his friends had done all those things to her in Stewart's bedroom, Stewart had said no when she had asked him to give her the tape. And she hadn't had another chance to ask him to give it to her, since he didn't come to class anymore. Stewart figured that he could do whatever he pleased now.
But he'd said that he really liked her. And that night, as she was leaving, he'd given her the key to his house, telling her that she could come over any time.
If she wanted that tape back, though, the best time to go to Stewart's house would be when he wasn't at home. The tape had to be in the house, probably in Stewart's room.
Susan called in sick a few days later and went to Stewart's house. She went inside as quietly as she could, then stood quietly and listened for a while. It didn't sound as if there was anyone home. She went to Stewart's room and started to look for the tape.
"Who are you? And what are you doing here?"
Susan looked around. She was very frightened. Someone was standing there looking at her suspiciously.
"I said, who are you?" the man demanded.
"I-I'm Susan Lancaster," Susan said nervously. "I'm Stewart's math teacher."
"Are you?" Now the man didn't just look surprised, he looked very puzzled too. "Well, my question still stands. What are you doing here? You'll forgive my asking, but this is my house, and when I stay home from the office to do some paperwork at home, I don't appreciate strangers letting themselves into my house. I'm Stewart's father, Mr. Patterson. Is there something wrong with Stewart?"
"Oh, no," Susan said. "Stewart asked me to come here to get something for him."
It was the only excuse Susan could think of. She knew it sounded very silly. And by the look on his face, Mr. Patterson thought it was very strange too.
"He did?" Mr. Patterson asked. "That's very strange. You'd think that if he needed something he'd come home and get it himself. And if he did ask someone, he'd ask one of his friends and not one of his teachers. So, did you find what you were looking for?"
"No," Susan said.
"Well, what was it exactly? Maybe I could help you find it."
"No, thank you," Susan said nervously. "I don't think it's here anyway."
"That's too bad," Mr. Patterson said, "To tell you the truth, when I first saw you, I thought you were one of Stewart's girlfriends. He has more of them than I can count. They're always in and out of here looking for him. He's very popular with the girls, for some reason. You look very young. And very pretty too if you don't mind my saying so. You cannot have been teaching for very long."
"No, this is my first teaching position," Susan said.
"And how is Stewart doing at school these days?" Mr. Patterson asked. "In math, I mean, since that's what you teach him."
"Not very well, I'm afraid," Susan said.
"I can't say I'm surprised." Mr. Patterson sighed. "He's not really one for school. He likes sports and he likes female companionship, but he doesn't like to study his books. I wish his mother were still alive. I think she'd be able to impress on that boy the importance of school."
"His mother is dead?"
"Yes, I'm afraid so. My wife died about two years ago in a car accident. Of course, Stewart and I both miss her a great deal. Ever since her death, I've made it a point to get Stewart whatever he wants. I suppose I've been trying to compensate for the loss of his mother. I think I've spoiled him quite a bit as you may have noticed."
"Yes, Stewart is a rather difficult child," Susan said.
"That's an interesting way of putting it!" Mr. Patterson laughed. "Yes, Stewart sometimes goes to extremes. And look at you. Somehow or other that boy has convinced you to run his errands for him. Are you sure you can't see what you were looking for, Miss Lancaster?"
"No," Susan said.
"Are you sure?" Mr. Patterson asked. The handsome man was looking Susan straight in the eye. "Can't you see what you were looking for? Why don't you look down here?"
Susan looked farther down Mr. Patterson's body. He was rubbing his crotch with his hand. His cock was stiff. Susan could tell that his hard prick was very big, even though Mr. Patterson had his pants on. And Susan was getting turned on watching Mr. Patterson play with his big cock.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Isn't this what you came here for, Miss Lancaster?" Mr. Patterson asked. "Cock? A nice big hard cock? Ten inches of it, to be exact? Well, Stewart's not the only one with ten inches, you know. This is ten big inches right here, honey, ten inches long and nice and big and fat. I mean, where do you think my kid got his big cock from? From his daddy, that's who. And I think of all the things I've given him, he likes his big cock the best. And by the looks of it, he's had his big prick in your slippery little cunt too, honey. That's why you came here, isn't it? You wanted a fat cock rammed right up your juicy pussy. You're not alone. Every hot-to-trot chick who gets a look at that kid's prick wants it rammed right up her cunt. Even his teachers, by the looks of it."