Miss Walker was tongue-fucking his shitter while he fucked Kendra. He'd never had a jackoff fantasy that even approached what was happening to him now. Rocketing out of control, he fucked his girlfriend with lightning speed, while Jean plowed her stiff tongue in and out of his asshole. He felt Kendra's cunt going vise tight around his cock.
"Unnnnnnhhhhh, Eddie, I'm coming! Whahhhhhhh!" she wailed.
"Ohhhh, fuck, shit! Awwwwwww!" Eddie bellowed.
With a wicked little tongue probing his ass and a hot little cunt sucking at his cock, he couldn't keep from coming. He came and came. He felt like he'd shot about ten gallons of jizz by the time he finished.
"Holy shit," he groaned. "Now I'm really fucked out."
"It's just as well," Jean sighed. "We've all got school tomorrow. I hope we're friends now, Kendra."
"Oh, yes, ma'am!" the girl exclaimed. "This has been so much fun. But just promise you won't wear Eddie out. I need him, too."
Jean had no trouble promising that. She wouldn't be wearing Eddie out if she stuck to her plan of fucking a different boy every night.
CHAPTER FIVE
On her way to work the next day, Jean tried to decide which boy to invite to her home. She was sticking to her plan of fucking with a new guy every evening. But the choice was difficult when there were so many cute guys to choose from.
When she arrived for her sixth-period class, Wylie was waiting for her outside the room.
"Gotta talk to you for a second, Miss Walker," he said.
"Of course, Wylie. What is it?" Jean asked. "I did what you're doing," he said. "I mean, choosing a different guy every day. But how about seeing me again, too? I could really go for that."
So could Jean. She thought about his expert lovemaking and felt a hot rush of fuck-lust. "All right, Wylie," she agreed. "I'll see you at seven."
"Right," he beamed.
It was just as well that she'd agreed to his suggestion, Jean thought, for when she got into the classroom and looked around, sexy teenaged males seemed to be everywhere. It would have been so hard to choose between them. Now she was actually able to concentrate on her teaching, knowing that she was guaranteed a good young stud for the evening.
Around seven she was relaxing in her apartment with a drink when the doorbell rang. Going to answer it, she checked her appearance in the mirror. Her figure-fitting black jumpsuit showed off every curve of her magnificent tall body. She knew Wylie was going to like the outfit. Smiling knowingly, she opened the door.
Then she gawked. Wylie was there, but he wasn't alone. On either side of him stood Vince and Terry, the two guys who'd joined him in raping her in front of the class. They were all grinning broadly. Jean reddened.
"Hi, teacher," Wylie said. "Aren't you gonna let us in?"
"Wylie, I understood you were coming alone." Jean said nervously.
"I was," he said, "but when I told my buddies about it, they just insisted on coming along. They wanta make it with you again, too."
Jean didn't want her neighbors to hear any of that kind of talk, so she hastily signaled the boys inside, then locked the door.
"Wylie, this really isn't very nice," she said angrily. "You should have told me you were bringing your friends."
"Aw, don't get on his case, Miss Walker, please," Vince said. "See, we all got to talking about how we'd like to get it on with you again, and we decided the only way was to have Wylie arrange it. Everybody in the class can tell you really like him."
Jean blushed. Was her letch for Wylie that obvious? "But boys," murmured, "all three of you? I wasn't really expecting anything like this."
"Please, Miss Walker," Terry begged, "we'll be nice to you this time. We're really sorry about that other time. Tonight we'll do anything you want."
Jean thought that remark over and began to smile. It might actually be a lot of fun to have three eager young lovers at her command. That meant three hard cocks to enjoy, one after the other, and she liked that idea a whole lot. Suddenly her pussy was burning with eagerness.
"All right, boys," she purred. "Why don't we take off our clothes and be comfortable?"
There were shouts of delight from the boys, and then clothes were flying in every direction. Jean made no move to undress right away. Instead, she watched the boys undress. Those hard young bodies aroused her wildly. Then she saw that every guy had a cock-stand, and that really got her hot.
"Come on, teacher, aren't you gonna get undressed?" Wylie cried.
Jean tore her eyes from his stiffly wagging cock and said huskily: "Oh, yes, honey, right away."
The three youths stood there watching her, stark naked with rigid drooling cocks. Jean was almost snarling with desire for them as she drew down the long front zipper of her jumpsuit and then peeled the garment off. Underneath she was wearing matching black lace panties and bra.
"Oh, yeah, teacher, take it all off," Vince crooned.
"What a fantastic body," Terry said hoarsely.
Wylie didn't say anything. He just stood there licking his lips as Jean unhooked her bra and let it slide down off her arms. His eyes burned into her thrusting naked tits, then dropped lower as she hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her panties and inched them down, slowly revealing her dark triangular cunt bush and the firm little globes of her ass.
She drew her panties down with deliberate slowness, teasing the already panting guys. She watched three stiff cocks bucking and dripping. Finally the panties slithered down her nice long legs, and she kicked them away. Beckoning to the three horny bays, she led the way to her bedroom.
As she walked, she could almost feel three pairs of hungry eyes on her undulating ass. She hardly recognized herself as the man-hating cold-blooded spinster of a few days ago. Then, she wouldn't have dreamed of doing something like this. She wouldn't have dreamed of even smiling at a male, let alone taking three of them into her bed.
She climbed onto the bed, and the boys were right with her, eyeing her expectantly. But Wylie was obviously going to be first. He'd arranged the party, and he was the leader of the group. Growling lustily, he pulled Jean into his embrace and kissed her, shoving his tongue into her mouth. She moaned eagerly and arched her body against him.
As his tongue probed her mouth, she rubbed her swollen cunt mound against his stiff and throbbing cock. She didn't mind the other two boys watching. In fact, it turned her on in a kinky way.
Wylie rolled her onto her back, picked up her legs, and draped them over his shoulders. It was the same position he'd put her in when he raped her before the class, yet this time it was totally different. This time Jean was hot and ready, and this time Wylie and his buddies weren't feeling hostile.
This time everybody just wanted to have fun. So Jean was smiling and eager as Wylie placed her legs over his shoulders and pressed the fat purple head of his cock against the juicy little mouth of her cunt. She spurted cunt cream all over his cock head and wriggled with impatience when he didn't immediately fuck into her.
"Come on, Wylie," she urged. "Stick that big thing into me."
"Yes, teacher," he said. "But we're not in any big hurry, are we? I wanta enjoy every second of this."
Jean knew what he meant. It wasn't just the two of them this time. On either side of them were his buddies, watching lustily and enviously as Wylie enjoyed the teacher's hot cunt. He wanted to show off in front of his friends. And that didn't bother Jean, as long as she got well fucked.
"Unnnnhhhh, honey, yesssss," she gurgled as he began easing his long stiff boner into her pussy.
"Oh, shit," Vince groaned. "You lucky bastard."
"Oh, Christ, don't take too long, Wylie," Terry panted.
Slowly but steadily, Wylie fucked his thick rock-hard cock into Jean's juice-slick cunt, grinning insanely the whole time. Jean whimpered with excitement and clawed the bed. She creamed steadily, soaking his cockmeat again and again with her molten pussy juices. Being even twenty-four hours without a hard cock was enough to make her frantically horny. The deeper he fucked into her, the more hotly horny she got.