"That's good. I thought you might like a real girl friend for a change. Now, suppose you kiss me… and really mean it."
Johnny was too overwhelmed to speak, but she didn't give him a chance to think very much. Instead, she lowered her head down to him and pressed her lips tightly against his.
Johnny's head was whirling with all sorts of thoughts, and he had trouble believing that this wasn't a dream. He could smell the fragrance she was wearing, and with her lips against his, his eyes remained open in shock, drinking in the sensual beauty of her well-rounded breasts, which were almost touching him.
Pulling her face away from his slowly, the lovely, wanton red-head slipped down from the table and stood next to him. Then she reached out and gently pulled him to a standing position from his chair. Once again she kissed him, her arms circling him and drawing him against the softness of her sensual curves. His chest was pressed against her full, yielding breasts, and the luscious globes flattened as she held his body tightly against hers, her belly pressing against his.
"How old are you, Johnny?" she asked after she removed her lips from his.
"I… I… I'm… twelve… almost thirteen," he said in a voice that was cracking with excitement.
"Well, I think you're old enough to kiss me better than that," she said in a low sultry voice. "Hold me the way you want to hold that girl on your street."
Karen felt his hands clasp at her waist through the thin material of her sweatshirt.
Searchingly, but still with confusion, he was bracing himself as she again kissed him, this time letting her lips part and her tongue seek the hot freshness of his sweet young mouth!
God… God… God… man, oh man, oh man… Johnny thought. This couldn't be happening. He had seen this woman in the halls several times, and he had even thought about her when he played with himself in bed… but he never dreamed that this would ever happen to him… with any woman. Fuck… Fuck almighty! She was really kissing him… kissing him with her hot moist lips… holding him in a crushing grip against her soft, full, voluptuous breasts. He could actually feel her nipples pressing into his chest. The girl on his street didn't even have breasts yet! And her tongue… her tongue was trying to get into his mouth. He had read about people kissing like this… but to actually have it happen to him…! She was frenching him. It was true! People really did it! And his cock… Christ… Oh, Christ… He could feel the painful swelling of his penis as it tried to rip through his pants. It had never felt this big before… and it had never hurt as much as it did now!
Karen could feel herself being swept over with a lascivious wave. She was holding in her arms an older boy… one who had already experienced orgasms… even if they were only from masturbating. While the sex she had had with the students of her own class was fulfilling, she knew that she would be getting something better from this older boy. She let one hand slip smoothly down between their tightly pressed bodies to his loins, feeling him tremble beneath its soft, exploring touch. She didn't want to make him too nervous. She knew exactly what to do to prevent that. She had gone through this many times with her own students. Slowly, seductively, she teased her fingers and palm along the inside of his thighs with gentle pressure. And then she touched it… the straining bulge of his swollen penis inside his tight fitting pants. The already aroused young teacher felt his body shudder and she heard his gasp at the electrifying contact. A searing sensation of intensified desire burned through her belly as she traced the length of his spasming hardness lightly between her thumb and forefinger.
"Oooooooo, Johnny," she cooed, "it feels so hard. I like a nice hard cock. I'll bet it hurts, all cramped inside your pants. Why don't you let me take it out for you so it can get even bigger?"
"Aaaaahhhhh… oooohhhhh… I… I… I…" Johnny stammered in confusion; tension building in not only the pit of his stomach, but his loins as well. He felt her soft hand caressing, and then working with the zipper of his pants…
And then his whole body became rigid as hi felt her fingers creep gently inside his pants and through his shorts to smooth over his hairless flesh. Then they wrapped with a gentle warmth all the way around the feverishly throbbing shaft of his penis and brought it out into the air of the library.
God… Oh, God! He had never expected this when she had caught him reading the magazine. Shivers of wild excitement blazed through his body… racing from his toes to his loins and balls and penis and belly. A woman was holding his cock! She was actually holding his penis and stroking it with her hand. He pulled away slightly so that he could see and make sure it was not something he was imagining. He watched with wide eyes as she slid the loose outer skin knowingly up and down… just the way he did it himself… and she was cupping his balls… God! Ooooooohhhhh… GOD!
"Mmmmmmmnnnnn… Johnny… you feel so beautiful. I think that girl on your street doesn't know what she's missing," Karen breathed hotly into his gasping mouth, the wonderfully exciting aroma and taste driving him wild. "I think we should both get naked… don't you?"
He had been thinking just that, but he couldn't believe that this lovely woman would actually come right out and say it. His throat was so dry that he couldn't swallow. She was smiling at him, her moist pink lips partially opened, her long-lashed hazel eyes, sparkling with a million points of light. God… Oh, God… he knew he should leave. Getting caught naked with this teacher would be a lot worse than getting caught with the magazine… but he couldn't move. In fact, he didn't really want to leave. He wanted to see if she looked like the pictures in the magazine. Shit… Oh, shhiiiiittt… her full rounded breasts looked as though they were going to burst right out of her sweater. He had to see what they looked like naked. Visions of her cunt and ass washed through his mind. He had to see what her little pussy looked like… and her ass-cheeks…
"Wellll, Johnny. Is this the way to treat a new girl friend? Or would you rather look at the pictures than the real thing?" she asked as she squeezed his youthful penis again and again in her warm, slender hand. "Let me show you how I treat a new boy friend." With that she lowered her head slowly until her lips were almost touching the throbbing hardness of his twelve-year-old cock.
Johnny could feel his knees going weak as he thought about what it looked like she was going to do. He felt her hand at the base of his penis, drawing the foreskin down from the sensitive tip, and a second later, the contact of her tongue on the little split sent frenzied jolts of wild exhilaration charging through every nerve of his hotly excited young body.
He choked out a loud grunt, then felt the soft moistness of her lips slipping down over his pulsing cock-head… and he felt his penis slithering into her mouth… deeper… deeper… GOD! She was taking the whole length of his hardened cock into the warmly wet cavern of her mouth! He could feel the pressure of her sucking cheeks drawing on it for a long moment before she slowly raised her head, lashing her tongue around it as she sucked her way up off the tip… and then she was smiling again into his face with a teasing, sensual up-turn to her lips.
"I hope you can see that I treat all my men well, Johnny, darling… and I expect the same thing from them. I can see that you're a big enough man to really make me feel good… and that's what I want you to do," she whispered seductively, attempting to arouse him out of the fright he was obviously feeling.
Johnny gasped at the salaciously moistened lips that had just locked around his bloated cock. They glistened with the faint light that was still coming through the library windows. He tried to swallow the parched dryness that had taken his voice.