"I want to fuck Colin Ramsey!"
It was written there in brilliant red. The idea of such language by the teen-agers surprised Julie. Then she saw the smaller printing down to the side.
"I will fuck Colin Ramsey before Miss Baker." Somehow Julie knew exactly who had written the messages. She knew one student who had already talked about a crush on the new coach, a brunette girl who had been wearing that shade of lipstick just a short time before. That might not be enough proof for some people, but it was certainly convincing to Julie. The blonde started to wipe off the message, then tossed the paper into the trash and walked disgustedly out of the room. She felt certain some of the girls were waiting to see how she would react. Damn them! All the kids seemed intent on testing her today. She forced herself to smile as she walked back into her classroom. They would get over this. They were certain to get over this. It was just a matter of outlasting them.
She had no trouble outlasting her final class of the day. She actually found herself enjoying these kids as they came quickly to grips with some of the more complicated questions of literary composition. The blonde sat back, listening to their lively discussion, then felt a little bit of disappointment when the final bell rang and they began to leave her room. She smiled warmly at them as she dismissed them and began preparing to make her own departure.
"Hi there! You did survive!"
She looked up into the smiling face of Sybil Harrison. The striking woman stood in her doorway, eyes looking questioningly at the blonde. As Julie looked up, the redhead walked across the room, her full tits seeming to struggle against her blouse, her lithe thighs and legs losing little of their loveliness despite the careful efforts to conceal them.
"We're having a little party this evening at Dave Rauh's," Sybil told the girl. "I was appointed to be sure that you make it."
"Sounds great!" Julie answered. "After the reception I got today I need to relax and unwind for a while."
"We guarantee relaxation," Sybil laughed, "unless you're the type who is afraid of a little free wheeling fun."
Julie looked at the gleam in the older woman's eyes. She felt a flicker of apprehension at the way Sybil was eyeing her breasts. The redhead was looking at her as hungrily as men usually did. Julie hesitated another moment, then thrust aside the fear that the older teacher was lesbian. Hell, no! Not the way Sybil taunted Dave Rauh with her body. If the party was at Dave's then it was safe enough for Julie to attend. At least that's the way it appeared to the girl. She laughed back at the woman.
"No problem," she admitted. "What time?"
"Whenever you like," Sybil told her. "We'll probably be cranking up about seven or seven-thirty. Anytime after that, and you'll find things in full swing."
She left at that, giving Julie a swing of her ass as she went through the door. The blonde laughed at the way Sybil could walk to the door like a sexy cunt, then step into the hall with all the reserve and propriety of an old maid school teacher. Julie turned back to her desk and began preparing for the next day's lessons.
Julie was surprised to realize how long she spent at her preparation. The young teacher finally became aware of the quiet that had descended in the halls outside her door, and glanced at her watch. With a start she realized she had been working far longer than she should have. She had better get out of the building before she found herself locked inside for the evening. She quickly gathered several books to take home with her and walked but into the hall.
The doors were all closed, the lights off, giving the long hallway a deserted, dark, threatening air. A shiver of apprehension ran through her a she walked alone, her steps echoing down the hall in such a way that anyone would know a lone woman was coming Julie could remember the hard cock she had felt against her ass earlier in the day. She recalled the groping hands over her tits ad the lewd comments. She shuddered and walked fasts along the deserted hallway.
She was safe until she had reined her guard. She was in the front hall, passing the door to the teacher's lounge when he grabbed her. She was never sure where he had come from. She didn't see him. She had no warning. She was walking rapidly. feeling relief at the bright windows of the main entrance ahead of her, when he grabbed her and pushed her roughly into the lounge.
"Who are you?" she gasped. turning to face him. "What do you think you are doing?"
"Nothing yet!" he muttered. "Just a minute, though, and I'm going to have some pussy!"
It wasn't a student who faced her. She recognized his face, though unable to put any name with it. He was one of the men on the maintenance staff. She waited away from him as he approached her, pulling his coveralls open and pulling out his cock.
"Scream all you like," he told her. "There's nobody left here but the two of us. I like to hear a cunt scream. Makes fucking that much better. Go ahead, baby, scream!"
Julie felt the couch against her as she let him corner her. She fought against her terror, deciding not to waste the effort of screaming. She stood still, her body frozen in fear of him, her eyes wide and pleading, as he reached a dirty hand out and tore her blouse loose. He pushed her onto the couch and came down beside her, his hand grabbing at her bra and jerking violently until he had ripped it free. He plunged his face into her naked tits, sucking and biting at the tender flesh while his hands held each tit upward to let his mouth punish it more easily.
"Ohihhhh, God!" the blonde moaned. "Please!"
"That's what I like!" he chuckled. "Come on, baby! Beg me! Scream for me, sweetheart!"
"No!" she told him, then tried to calm her voice. "Look, whoever you are. I'll give you some pussy. Just take it easy and I'll give you a good fuck."
She had heard that such an approach would sometimes work with a man like this. Maybe she could get him calmed down. Maybe! He smashed those hopes immediately. Julie gasped at the pain as he clamped his mouth over one of her nipples.
"Hell no!" he answered, raising his head and leering down at her. "I'm getting it like I want it. I can get dead pussy anytime. I want a little action. Come on, sister! Fight me for it!"
He wrestled her about roughly, getting her skirt off. His rough hands tore her hose and panties away from her pussy, then grabbed hold of her cunt while he went back after her tits with his drooling lips.
"Mmmmmmm!" he smacked as he sucked and nibbled at her breasts. "Ohhhhh, what.nice soft meat! Ohhhhh, what a tight little cunt! I'm going to have myself one hell of a ball with this sweet tail!"
He shook her slender body in delight as he wrestled and twisted her about on the couch. Julie felt like a mouse a cat had cornered. He was like a cat, shaking her rough, enjoying her feeble attempts to hold back his lustful desires. He pressed her beneath his body and got his leaping cock against the lips of her pussy. Julie clenched her teeth, knowing how painful it might be for him to drive that prick up her without getting her lubricated first. She tried to keep from getting tense, hoping that a relaxed pussy might be easier on her. She couldn't, though. She couldn't force herself to relax. She was tight and defensive as he climbed on her and plunged his cock into her helpless pussy.
"Oooooo!" she moaned. "Ooooooo, please!"
"Ahhhhhhhh!" he grunted in satisfaction. "Feel it? You feel it, baby? You feel that cock go in you?"
She didn't answer. Julie lay beneath him as he kept driving his cock at her as though intent on inflicting as much pain as possible. He fucked her violently, slamming his body brutally against her with each angry plunge of his cock. This was the first time she had ever been fucked that she had gotten no pleasure at all. Even the first time she had experienced her own deep response to a cock in her cunt. She was only feeling flashes of pain and numbness this time. She gasped and shuddered as he kept thrusting his cock at her, hitting his body roughly against her.