Kenny kept his eyes closed. He concentrated on the sensations ripping into his young body. This was completely unlike anything he'd ever done before. He was actually getting jacked off by Miss Blake!
"Ooooh, ummmm!" he moaned, then caught himself. His fists were clenched so tightly, his fingernails were cutting into the palms of his hands. "I… I can't keep it back any longer!"
He felt his balls tumble and chum. The warm jizz inside his balls suddenly turned super hot. He couldn't control it any longer. The boy felt the sudden rush of his jism down his cook. He opened his eyes in time to watch a white stream arc out of the end of his prick.
His groin felt like it was bathed in fire. His balls ached as they convulsively squirted out his spunk. But it was a good ache. It made him know he was a man.
The second blast of his come wasn't as fierce as the first. The boy watched in fascination as Linda continued moving her hand up and down his hot prick. Each place her fingers touched made the eighteen-year old think she was sticking pins in him. The fiery jism was dying out. The only thing left was a dull warmth in his belly.
In a few seconds, Kenny lost his erection. Linda was left with a limp worm in her hand. The boy stared at his teacher, then at her hand. His dong seemed so small and useless now – but it'd been tremendous a few minutes earlier!
And the way it lay in the middle of the white pool of his cum seemed obscene, wrong – to the boy.
"Miss Blake!" he started in horror. His teacher didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with having his come all over her hand, not the way she was avidly licking it off!
Her green eyes gleamed with unbridled lust. She enjoyed the taste of jism, even a eighteen-year old's!
And the feeling of power, of accomplishment was almost as good as getting a good fucking.
Almost.
CHAPTER TWO
"Now listen, Kenny," Linda said, licking the last of his cum off her lips, "there's nothing wrong in what we've done. It felt good, didn't it?"
"Well," the youngster hesitated, "yeah, it did." Then, with more enthusiasm, "Sure it did! It was great!"
Linda smiled, pushing back a vagrant wisp of her auburn hair. Her emerald green eyes still glowed with a fierce inner light. For some reason, this young man had ignited hidden passions in her body. She didn't want to admit it, but her crotch was wet. While she'd been jacking Kenny off, her cunt had been oozing and gushing out its fuck fluids with a mindless urgency.
"Okay. This is just between us. Our secret. You're not going to tell anyone else, are you? Not even your mother or father."
Kenny thought about it. He decided right away that his mother wouldn't understand. Not the least bit. She was sick all the time. Sometimes in the hospital more than she was out with something his father called "psychosomatic" symptoms. He didn't understand all that. He did not know that his mother wouldn't understand.
His father was another matter. He might approve. But Miss Blake seemed to worry a lot about it. Kenny wasn't going to endanger his chances of getting her to beat him off again. He enjoyed it too much for that!
"Deal, Miss Blake. Won't tell a soul. Not even my folks."
"Good, Kenny." Linda seemed to relax perceptibly. A weight had been taken off her shoulders. If Kenny ever told anyone what they'd done, she would lose her job so fast it'd make her head spin. And that would be it for her. No more teaching jobs. There wasn't a school board in the country that would consider hiring a teacher fired for having sexual relations with a eighteen-year-old student.
"Kenny, before you go, I want you to take this note to your parents. I'd like very much to talk with them. Not about this," she quickly added, "About your grades. I think we might be able to get you up into the A or B category with a little… tutoring." She licked her lips at the thought.
She didn't know why she was doing this. But she knew that it was like some inner demon was driving her onward. She wanted more from him. And there wasn't anything she wouldn't do to get it.
"Tutoring? That's for dummies. We can spend…"
"No, it isn't, Kenny. It just means some more time together without people asking a lot of silly questions. You want to have more… lessons… like today, don't you?"
Linda was baiting the boy unmercifully. She was leading him and knew it. But her passions were intensifying now and there was no turning back. She had to have Kenny, no matter what!
"Sure!" he quickly agreed. He absent-mindedly rubbed his crotch. His dong still felt warm and tingly. It'd never been like that before. The boy was anxious to please Miss Blake and have her do it to him again.
"There are all sorts of other things I can show you. But enough of that for now. Run along and give this note to your parents. Then, after I've talked with them, we can set up your… lesson… schedule."
The boy yelped and went tearing out of the room, like his tail was on fire. He ran all the way home. Suddenly, the most important thing in the world was giving the note to his dad.
Linda Blake went home and dreamed of four-inch cocks spewing forth jism all over her face. She would reach up and grab and pull the quivering rod into her mouth and suck and suck and…
And she woke up, a cold sweat beading all over her body. She went back to sleep, anxiously awaiting the outcome of the meeting with. Kenny's parents.
After school, only Mr. Tesser showed up. Linda surveyed the man and saw where Kenny had gotten his blue eyes. Jerry Tesser's seemed to be brilliant blue marbles shining and reflecting every stray beam of light in the room.
"Mrs. Blake? I'm Ken's father. His mother's not able to come. She's in the hospital again."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Nothing serious, I hope."
"Asthma. Brought on by… well, that's of no real concern. I am a bit concerned about your note, though. Ken's not been screwing around in class, has he?"
If only the man realized how close he'd come to putting his finger an what had been happening!
"Oh, no!" Linda said, "It's nothing like that. His behavior is very good. What I wanted to see you about is his grade in my class. He's not doing very well. I take it that there's some home problems which might be causing his listlessness and inattention in class?"
Jerry Tesser simply nodded.
"I see. Well, Mr. Tesser, I think your son could be a very good student given the proper instruction. However, there's no way I can do it during regular school hours. I'd be more than willing to tutor him and see if we can't bring his grades up. I really hate to see such a potentially good student repeat a grade."
Linda stopped breathless. She hadn't realized it, but the entire speech had came out in one long string. The brunette hoped she didn't sound too eager.
She felt Jerry's eyes moving over her body, taking in every line and curve. He was very thorough. He missed nothing. Her hair may have been slightly disarrayed from the day's work at school but nothing could hide the luster. And her eyes were dancing with determination. Jerry couldn't place the feeling he got looking her in the eye. He thought it was the look of a woman on the make, but that was ridiculous.
He was a married man and Linda Blake hadn't done or said anything to make him think she was after his body. Dammit!
There was no denying she was a good-looking chick. He wished they'd made teachers like this when he'd been in school. His instructors had all been dried up prunes who were ninety years older than God. Jerry began idly wondering what it would take to get Linda to put out. He wasn't getting any at home from Bess. Heaven knew he wasn't getting any ass at all from that sick, bitch!
All the time with her fake sicknesses. He'd about had it with her. Right now wasn't so bad, not while she was in the hospital. The doctors told, him nothing was wrong with her, nothing except between her ears.