But even as she chastised herself for entertaining such degenerate ideas, the blonde divorcee could almost visualize his adolescent penis standing rigidly erect, jutting out from his lean and hairless loins without his pants to hold it prisoner…
Damn! Ohhhh, damnation! What was happening to her now? She could feel the aching hunger which the dog had caused in her pussy growing and flaming again despite her most determined will to resist it. She pressed her wetly naked thighs together in an effort to overcome this new, unwanted sensation that was inexplicably growing in her belly as she looked at Scott Phillips. She knew she must force her hopelessly bewildered student to leave this very second before things got worse… but Lord! How could they get any worse than they were already? As if in perverse answer, lewd impulses began unaccountably tugging at the very core of her being…
"Please," she cried out. "You have to go, Scott! Take Atilla and leave this house immediately!"
The passionately breathing boy hardly seemed to hear her impassioned supplications, stepping closer to where she was crouched on the carpet. He couldn't seem to stop staring with smoky-eyed longing at every ripe curve of his lush teacher's body huddled only a few feet from him. "Pl-please don't be mad at me, Mrs. Hamilton," he groaned despairingly. "I know you are, but if you tell on me, I'll get an awful beating! Please don't be mad at me!"
Lisa moaned, feeling the involuntary sexual hunger inside her frustrated loins growing and spreading upwards to the very nipples of her breasts, hardening them into plums of excited nerve-endings, and she prayed that the immature youth would not sense the inferno of arousal which the dog-licking had pervertedly kindled inside of her. But God, how easy it would be to take advantage of the situation! It didn't take a mind reader to understand that little Scott was far more upset at having been caught peeking than at what Atilla had been doing to her. And now he was confused and tormented by his lust for her… a lust he was incapable of understanding or controlling, other than that it was forcing him to want to see her naked breasts and legs and even… yes, especially her tender woman's pussy!
All she would have to do is crook a beckoning finger, and the little darling would come eagerly to her like a playful colt! And then… Oh heaven help me, and then…!
Another tremendous surge of wicked desire charged through her loins at the thought of salaciously seducing her teenage pupil. He was such a handsome child, and if he could be the cure for her frigid and barren existence, wasn't that reason enough to…? No! No, she mustn't! Lisa felt herself trembling on the carpet, her firm, rounded buttocks rippling as she attempted a final time to gain control of her rapidly fading morality.
But it was too late… too late! Too late to even feel remorse for the fire of indecent pleasure that was overcoming the moist softness of her already aroused vagina. There was still a part of her mind which rebelled at the shameless immorality of her spontaneous needs, but a much more urgent voice was persuading her that she craved this lovely adolescent more than she had ever wanted anything in her life. He could be the answer, the long-sought solution to her mother's strictures and her ex-husband's contempt. And Scott wanted her just as badly, that was all too clear to her. How could she deny herself or him the forbidden pleasures they could enjoy together? God, she couldn't! It was simply too damned late to deny them both!
"I'm not mad, darling," Lisa heard herself purr in a throaty voice she hardly recognized at her own. "How could any woman be angry when a nice boy like you looks at her naked?"
The blonde teacher could feel a light tremor coursing through her thighs, and with a lewd urge too powerful to control, she stood up and exposed all of her satiny nakedness to the wide-eyed boy. She shuddered from her act, knowing it was a definite, concrete step toward perversion, and could only lead to more temptation… such `as to reach out and touch his tender genitals! But in spite of her revulsion for what she was doing, the lust-inspired teacher was incapable of stopping herself.
"Haven't you ever seen a naked woman before, Scott?" she cooed salaciously at him as she approached. "Haven't you?"
"No… No," Scott gasped out incredulously. "O-only in pictures. Ppictures in ma-magazines! But wow! You've gotta be the most beautifullest lady in the whole wide world, Mrs. Hamilton!"
She smiled coyly at him, the obscene flood of her sudden desire rising higher as she stepped purposely across the carpet. Hungrily she studied his smooth, teenage features and marveled how handsome and masculine he was to be only fourteen, and she felt the inflamed center of her belly tingling in wickedly lewd response to the sight of his virilely bulging penis throbbing in his pants.
"Thank you, Scott dear," she heard herself murmur encouragingly. "That's a nice thing to say to a woman. You're not bad yourself, you know."
"You… You really mean that, Mrs. Hamilton?" Scott stammered in blushing embarrassment. He manfully struggled to keep his wide-staring eyes off his curvaceous teacher's naked pussy and breasts which were so teasingly close to him now… but even her warmly sympathetic face smiling down at him was enough to send his hard little cock jumping in his trousers. Oh Jesus, his prick wouldn't go limp for nothin'!
"I do, I truly do, my darling." For the very first time in her life, Lisa was experiencing sexual desire for a male, a fact she found staggering after all these years of fighting men and fingering herself shamelessly for relief. What did it matter if it were with a boy less than half her age? It didn't — nothing mattered except the longing to finally be fulfilled the way a woman should be!
"You're the most darling boy in all my classes," she went on, her voice sultry with her long-denied passions. "I've always thought so… but I could never admit it. Until now…!"
Crap, what was his teacher trying to do to him? Scott thought helplessly. He tried to say something to her, but his throat felt as if it were made of sandpaper, and all he could do was quiver with wildly throbbing sensations he had never felt before in his life! Jesus, in another second she'd have him bawling like a baby and wanting her to hold him! She was so close now he could smell her warm breath and clean fresh skin… Ohhhh! Mrs. Hamilton was reaching out with a hand now! If she touched him, he'd melt right into the floor, he knew he would!
"Let me hold you," she hissed emotionally, and Lisa pulled the innocently unresisting youth close against the billowy softness of her breasts, crushing him impulsively to her nakedness. Lisa tried to tell herself that what she was allowing herself to do was sinful and wicked… but her newly unleashed senses had reached that aroused, lust-filled state where nothing could have stopped her from continuing the compulsive seduction of her fourteen year old student. Gently she smoothed one hand down over his back, feeling his quivering flesh beneath his shirt with slowly circling fingertips. God! It was too much to resist! Her other hand slowly eased around to the front of his pants and softly caressed the swollen outline of his straining young penis, and she could feel the child tremble and gasp against her breasts. A searing flame of desire raced hotly through her belly and loins while she tauntingly traced along his virile cock, delicately squeezing the hardened shaft between her thumb and forefinger. Guiltily she considered what she was inciting this vulnerable boy to commit, and the prurient sight it would be if someone could see her now, clutching Scott to her nude body while she fondled his slender penis. Yet the momentary shame she felt only seemed to arouse her more!
Scott felt as if he were going crazy! Nobody would believe him if he ever told what his chemistry teacher was doing to him! He could feel the wetness from his fresh seminal fluid seeping from the slit at the blood-swollen tip of his cock. It smeared against his lower belly until he was certain she could feel it soaking through his trousers, but the older woman never paused, continuing to massage his painful erection with an exploratory thoroughness which made his mind reel with sensations! His penis was jerking now as if he would cum at the slightest extra pressure, his semen building up deep in his tight, round testicles and threatening to explode like a volcano. He groaned into the comforting warmth of Mrs. Hamilton's lush, velvety breasts, feeling their fleshy texture against his parted lips, and for an instant he was filled with the lewd desire to kiss them. But he restrained himself, afraid in his boyish ignorance that his teacher would turn against him for being so daring.