"Man," he breathed, "I can hardly wait to get a handful of those beauties."
Jean whimpered in protest as his hands darted for her tits. Hot greedy fingers closed around her silky-skinned tits and began to squeeze and caress. Gasping, she sank back against Vince and Terry, who were holding her from behind. The strangest sensation was coming over her as Wylie played with her tits.
"Oh, my God," she breathed.
The feeling was so new to her that she didn't even recognize it at first. Her whole body seemed to tingle and melt. Then she started getting hot between her legs. Sticky cream leaked from her cunt, moistening the swelling flesh of her pussy. This had never happened to her before.
But after a few minutes she realized what it was. For the first time in her life, the spinster teacher was feeling hungry for sex.
She couldn't deny it. Wylie's fondling hands felt exciting to her, and her pussy was getting hot as fire and soaked with cream. Crazily, she wanted the boy to touch her all over. She wanted his hand between her thighs, massaging her swollen cunt slit. She moaned as she realized she was getting frantically horny.
It had never happened to her before except in dreams. Awake, she shut off all thoughts of men and sex, but sometimes she'd have these embarrassing wicked dreams. Some man would be fondling her, and she'd wake up with her pussy waked and her body writhing restlessly. A couple of times, she'd even climaxed in her sleep.
Now those treacherous feelings were coming over her again, but this time she was awake. She felt so ashamed of herself. Why should she get turned on when this vicious young punk was humiliating her in front of the whole class? She struggled not to show how aroused she was getting. She'd never give Wylie the satisfaction of knowing how horny he was making her.
He was grinning broadly as he rubbed his thumbs over her big light-pink nipples and teased the soft cones into long rigid nubs. Her nipples soon stuck out obscenely, rosy and tingling. When he'd achieved that effect, Wylie dropped her heavy hot tits and moved his hands down to the waistband of her panties.
"No," Jean sobbed. "Oh, God, nooooo." Nobody showed her any mercy. They were all grinning as Wylie removed her panties. They ogled her neat dark cunt bush and nice firm ass. Now they could see everything, and her humiliation was complete – or so she thought. Wylie leered at her, his eyes darting from her lush triangular pussy bush to her stiff-nippled tits.
"I'm really gonna enjoy this, teacher," he grinned, unzipping his Levi's.
Jean couldn't believe it was happening. Right there in front of thirty students, Wylie was preparing to rape her! Her eyes got huge as he dropped his jeans. He wasn't wearing shorts. His cock was stiff, ready and enormous. At least his cock seemed enormous to her shocked and inexperienced eyes.
"Oh, no," she said hoarsely, "you're out of your mind, Wylie. You're not going to do this."
"Oh, yes, I am, teacher," he snarled. "I'm gonna fuck you in front of the whole class – and then my buddies are gonna fuck you."
Jean's mouth dropped open. This just couldn't be happening to her! She struggled with all her power, but Vince and Terry held her still. She stared helplessly at Wylie's lewdly wagging cock. It looked a mile long to her, and as thick as her arm. The swollen purple cockhead was dripping thick cream.
Her vow had been to remain a virgin all her life, never letting a man touch her, never experiencing sex. But it was clear that she wouldn't be able to keep that vow. Wylie was going to shove that enormous rock-hard cock of his into her virgin cunt, and he was going to do it in front of the whole class.
"Please, I'll do anything you want," she begged, "but don't do this."
Wylie ignored her frantic pleading. "Set her up on the desk," he ordered.
His buddies lifted her easily and sat her on the edge of the desk. Wylie pushed her back till she was lying on her back, her ass and her heels on the edge of the desk. While she blushed furiously, he drew her legs wide open, displaying her creamy pink pussy to the cheering students.
"Okay, Miss Walker," he growled, "this'll teach you to be more friendly to your students."
"Oh, nooooo!" Jean wailed. There was no escape. She clawed the desk and braced herself.
The guys were cheering wildly as Wylie pressed the hugely swollen head of his cock against the teacher's fur-fringed cunt mouth. Grinning triumphantly, he started pushing his thick blue-veined prick into her pussy. He did it steadily but slowly, putting on a show for the rest of the guys. Jean gritted her teeth, waiting to be split in two by his engorged boner.
"Unnnhhhh, unnnhhhh," she gasped.
"Jesus, teacher, your cunt's tight," Wylie panted. "Ain't you ever fucked before?"
Did the punk realize he was taking her cherry? Jean would never give him the satisfaction of knowing that. She bit her lip and stifled her cries of fear and pain as his granite cock fucked into her untried cunt. At least he wasn't splitting her in half as she'd feared. Somehow, her virgin pussy was expanding to take his cockmeat.
"Unnngghhh, yeah, nice and tight," he moaned.
Wylie was almost forgetting he had an audience. Jean could tell he was surprised and aroused by the snugness of her cunt. He got flushed in the face, and his teeth flashed in a horny grimace. He shivered with excitement as he steadily fucked his stiff cock into her hot and velvety pussy hole.
But Jean couldn't forget their audience. On either side of them stood Vince and Terry, holding her arms, keeping her captive. They were grinning like fiends as they watched Wylie's rock-hard prick spreading her delicate pussy lips and fucking ever deeper into her body. It was bad enough having those leering hoodlums right there beside her – but there was also the whole class.
Looking around Wylie, she could see some thirty pairs of eyes all focused on her pussy, thirty excited young faces. No teacher could have been more humiliated, more thoroughly punished, Jean thought. How could she ever face than again after this disgusting episode? And of course word would get around that Miss Walker had been fucked in front of the whole class.
But she had worries enough right now without thinking about the future. Panting, Wylie pushed his cock up against her womb, totally into her now, his coarse-haired balls gliding to rest against her cunt slit. He paused to catch his breath and savor his conquest – and that was when Jean started getting those unwelcome horny sensations again.
To her horror, his cock felt good to her. She liked having her cunt full of thick throbbing cockmeat. She had to fight to quell her own natural, lusty urges. She found she wanted to jerk her hips, to piston her cunt up and down the impalement of his hard cock. She was creaming again, soaking his prick. She prayed he couldn't feel it.
"Yeah, teacher," he said hoarsely, leering down at her, "you got a nice tight pussy. My buddies are gonna love fucking you. And the class is gonna enjoy watching you get it."
That got some cheers and applause.
Jean closed her eyes, shutting out all the mocking faces. But that proved to be a mistake. With her eyes closed, she was conscious only of the boy's thick throbbing cock in her cunt, and she couldn't ignore how exciting it felt to her. She couldn't stop her lusty creaming, and she barely kept from writhing with need.
"You're gonna get fucked good now, teacher," Wylie told her hoarsely. "Hope you enjoy it."
"You'll be sorry for this, Wylie," she said weakly.
He just laughed. Then he started moving his cock stiffly in her cream-slick little cunt. He was fucking her in slow deep thrusts, putting on a show for the class. He wasn't thinking of her enjoyment, of course. But he couldn't have done anything that would have felt better to her.