"Jesus! Jesus! I'm… comin'!" Joey yelled.
"No! Not in me! Not in me!"
But it was too late; Joey erupted before he could pull out, turn away to waste his cum on the floor. His balls throbbed as he spilled deep into Kathy's cunt, collapsing against the girl with a long sigh of exhaustion that carried her sideways against the couch.
"Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhhhhh!"
The loud cries came from the teacher beyond the door as Nancy dug three fingers deep into her cunt, trying to reach the terrible itching place cries that were heard by the children. Joey looked up, saw the restroom door move.
"What the fuck?" the boy exclaimed.
CHAPTER TWO
Joey yanked his cock out of Kathy's cunt, the girl gasping and squeezing down against the escaping muscle, trying to hold it prisoner.
"What's the matter…"
"Shhhhh!" He held up his hand in warning, then pulled his trousers up around his hips, not bothering to fasten them. His cock stuck out, still hard and slick with the girl's cunt juices.
They moved quietly toward the ladies' room. The door had stopped moving as Nancy moved back, her ass resting against the cold porcelain of one of the sinks. The boy peered through the opening, saw the teacher, her head thrown back and her mouth wide open to gasp for breath as she stabbed her finger into her cunt.
"Oh oh oh oh ohhhhhh!" she cried.
The exclamation came as the boy pushed the door open, banging it against the wall. Nancy straightened, frightened by the sudden intrusion, her fingers slowly pulling back from her cunt. She released her skirt, which she had held tight in her other hand, letting the fabric fall over her exposed cunt.
"Oh! Joey…"
"Miss Northrup! Jesus Christ Almighty!"
"I…" Nancy swallowed, trying to find words to explain her presence. "I'm sorry, Joey… I didn't mean to eavesdrop!"
"You were watchin' us?"
Anger suffused the boy's naturally pink features deepening the red flush. He doubled a fist and made a half step toward the teacher – and realized she was staring at his exposed cock.
"Jesus!" he said.
"Yes." Nancy managed a small laugh. "I guess it's as big an embarrassment for me as for you, Joey. You caught me, and I caught you."
"What is it, Joey?" cried Kathy. "Who is it?"
He turned back. "Miss Northrup – playing with herself! Our fucking made her horny!"
"What?" The girl blanched as Joey came away from the door and she saw the teacher just beyond him. "Oh my God! What are we going to do?"
"I guess that's up to her?" said the boy, jerking a thumb toward Nancy.
"I… I won't say anything, Joey," said the teacher. "If you won't…"
"Yeah." Cunning replaced the earlier anger as his eyes fell to the ravaged clothing over the teacher's hips. "Yeah, I guess it would be a lot worse for you, Miss Northrup – I mean, what the fuck can they do to a couple of kids, just for fuckin'? Tell our parents? Put us on restrictions for a month? But you! It could mean your job!"
"Please…" Nancy shook her head. "Let's just forget any of this happened!"
"Uh-uh!" The boy shook his head, studying the woman. "I don't think so." His grin became evil and his belly hollowed, making his cock jump.
"What…" Nancy swallowed against her dry throat. "What do you mean?"
"If my cock got you all hot'n horny, why the least I can do is give it to you," he said. "You do want me to fuck you, don't you?"
"No! No, Joey!"
"C'mon, Teach! You can't tell me you was playin' with yourself just by coincidence. C'mon outa there, and let's find out if you're as good as Kathy."
Nancy shook her head, her ears burning with embarrassment. But at the same time she came forward, Joey twisting sideways – to rub his cock against her skirt-covered hip when she tried to move past. Nancy stopped dead, gasping again.
"Please Joey!"
"Yeah, I do please, Miss Northrup!"
He grabbed Nancy's skirt, yanking it up – then puffing it down over her hips. The cloth tangled about her ankles, leaving her exposed to the stare of the teenagers, Kathy as interested as lacy. The boy put his hand against the swell of Nancy's ass, rubbing across her buttocks and hooking his thumb beneath the disconnected garter belt.
"Shit, Miss Northrup! You got a nice ass – nice legs! Why the fuck you always hiding them in those ugly clothes you wear?"
"Please!" she moaned softly, biting down against her lip at the touch of his hand. "Please, Joey! Don't do this to me!"
"But I want to do it to you," said the boy, dropping his trousers again and rubbing his hands up beneath her blouse. He met the barrier of her bra, and cursed.
"Shit! I swear, you wear more Goddamn armor than one of them old time knights!"
Joey spun Nancy around, unbuttoning her blouse and peeling it down from her shoulders. The fabric hung on her lower arms while the boy unhooked the bra – letting her tits fall free. Nancy gasped at the first breath of open air against her nakedness, and let the boy turn her around again, exposing her completely to the eyes of the girl as Kathy came closer.
"Step outa that skirt!" ordered the boy. "And get rid of that stupid whatever-the-fuck you call it!"
Kathy laughed. "Jesus, you're stupid, Joey! Don't you know a Goddamn garter belt when you see it?"
"No, and I don't wanna know one. Hurry up, damn it!"
The last was directed to Nancy as the teacher stepped out of her skirt and slid the belt down over her hips. She kicked off her shoes, rolling her stockings down – to have them knocked from her hands when she tried to straighten them out.
"Goddamn, Kathy! Look at those tits!"
Nancy straightened as the boy lifted her breasts, balancing them in his hands. They were perfectly shaped, the size of cantaloupes, the areolas dusky brown and the size of silver dollars. The nipples were as big as thimbles, erect when he brushed his thumbs across them.
Nancy gasped again at the fiery contact. "Ohhhhhhh!"
"Jesus!" said the boy. "Not bad!"
"For an old woman," said Kathy critically, conscious of her own small tits. She caught them beneath her blouse, her thighs sticky with cunt juice as she closed them together before the teacher's stare.
Nancy flushed at the comment. "I'm twenty-seven!" she said in defense of herself.
"Yeah? How come you dress like sixty? Jesus, Joey – look at her hair! My grandma wore it like that twenty-five years ago!"
There was no defense to the shot. Nancy closed her eyes as Joey rubbed his thumbs across her nipples trying not to gasp again as the sexual sensation stabbed through her guts. She arched her back, bringing her tits into better prominence – and nearly stumbled back when Joey sucked in one nipple.
"Oh! Oh, don't!"
"Shit!" He rubbed his mouth. "Nice! Suck one, Kathy – see how nice her titty is!"
"I don't suck tits!" said the girl, offended. "What the hell you think I am, a Goddamn dyke?"
"Dumb cunt!" Joey bit gently against one nipple, sucking it in, then raised his head again. "Shit, Kathy, sometimes I think you were born stupid!"
"Just like you, huh? Asshole!"
But Joey ignored her, returning to Nancy's tits, biting down harder against the yielding flesh. The teacher gasped, caught the back of the boy's head, and brought up both hands to pull him against her flesh.
"Oh! Oh, yes – suck it, Joey! Suck my nipple!"
Joey's mouth opened, dragging in more of the flesh, capturing all of the areola. He chewed on the woman-softness, his tongue stabbing repeatedly against the spongy nubbin while Nancy began to twist her ass back and forth.
"Ohhhhhhh, God! God!"
She fell against the doorjamb, eyes closed and mouth gaping open, her throat working and her tongue sliding over dry lips as the boy continued to work against her flesh. This was infinitely better than punishing herself, using only her own fingers on her tits! Oh why, why in the name of God had she waited so long to experience this again? It had been fucking years since she had been fucked – since the gang of teens toughs captured her late at night, forcing her behind the school bleachers.