Chapter 4

To Janet's relief, Les kept his word and didn't show up again. Now all she had to do was get through the remaining days on her medication. That wasn't easy. She seemed to get more lusty with each passing day, and there were times in class when she felt horny enough to scream.

To complicate things, her very favorite student, a handsome kid named Tim, obviously had a crush on her. His eyes followed her hungrily all through class, and he was always staying late to ask her if he could help with anything. He could have helped, all right, but in a way he couldn't imagine. Janet could hardly keep her hands off the kid. He was not much taller than she was, blond and husky, and he was an all-around good student and athlete. All the girls were crazy about Tim, but he didn't seem to notice them. He had eyes only for Janet. She wished he wouldn't be quite so obvious about it. It just made her lust worse. She couldn't help thinking how easy it would be to seduce the boy and that would solve both their problems.

But of course that was out of the question. He was her student, and he was more than ten years younger than she was. She'd be risking her whole career if she got it on with a student. Janet kept telling herself these things, but it didn't diminish her lust one bit. Every time she caught Tim looking at her, she felt dizzy with need. Her eyes often darted to his crotch, where there was a tantalizing bulge.

On Thursday after classes Janet had so many exams to carry home and grade that she could hardly lift them. She'd stuffed them into a cardboard box and was staggering out to the parking lot when Tim came running up to her and grabbed the box from her arms.

"Gosh, Miss Peters, let me carry that," he exclaimed. "I'll just ride home with you and carry it inside, too."

Janet knew she should say no, but the box really was heavy and she could use his help.

"Thank you, Tim," she smiled, "that's very nice of you."

"I'd do anything for you, Miss Peters, you know that," the boy said adoringly.

Janet quickly changed the subject, and on the short drive to her house she quizzed Tim about his athletic activities. It aroused her hotly to be sitting so close to him in the car, and she fought the urge to put her hand on his leg. That's all it would take to set both of them off, and she knew it. Tim carried the heavy box of exam papers into her house, and Janet felt it was only right that he get some kind of reward.

"Would you like to stay for a Coke and some cookies, Tim?" She asked.

"I sure would," he said eagerly.

Janet brought his snack out to the living room and made herself a strong drink. She really needed it. She was tense with the effort to hide and control her burning lust. Her pussy was so swollen, she felt like she could come if she sneezed. She sat down on the couch next to Tim and started asking him more about the football game he'd played last weekend, but the boy interrupted her.

"I don't really wanna talk about myself, Janet," he said. "I wanna talk about us."

He'd deliberately used her first name, and he was forcing the issue. Before Janet could reply, he'd grabbed her hands and was pulling her into his arms. She couldn't resist. She felt a dizzying rush of lust as he pulled her against him, and she turned up her face for a kiss. Tim groaned and jammed his mouth onto hers. His kiss was clumsy but enthusiastic. He shoved his tongue into her mouth and darted it around. Janet's whole body steamed with lust, and she couldn't bring herself to push him away.

As Tim worked his tongue in her mouth, she knew she wasn't going to fight him. She needed sex too desperately to pass up this chance. She went limp and submissive, and she creamed right through her panties. She felt around till she was touching the boy's fly. His cock was hard as a rock, and she could feel it throbbing even through his clothes. She squeezed his prick, and Tim gasped and drew back to stare at her.

"You-You feel the same way about me?" He said in surprise.

"Yes, Tim, I do," Janet said hoarsely, "but you have to understand that my career would be ruined if anyone found out about us. You can never tell anybody, not even your best friend."

"I promise," Tim cried.

"Very well, dear, let's go to my bedroom," Janet said.

It was outrageous of her to seduce a student. A few days ago, before she'd started taking those pills, she wouldn't have dreamed of doing something like this. In fact if she'd learned that another teacher had done it, she would have demanded that the woman be fired. Yet here she was about to do it herself. She felt she had no choice. She had to be fucked or go crazy with frustration.

Tim eagerly followed her to her bedroom, and they took off their clothes. Janet could tell that he loved her tall big-titted body, and she was certainly turned on by his sleek young body. He was hard, tan, and muscular, his chest still hairless. She creamed furiously as he peeled his shorts down over his stiff cock. It was a beauty, seven inches long and very thick, hugging his belly in a fierce hard-on.

Trembling with eagerness, Janet slid onto the bed and patted the place beside her. Tim was there in a split second, pulling her into his arms and kissing her, darting his tongue between her lips. Their bodies pressed tightly together, and she felt his cock butting her belly and leaving trails of hot sticky juice. She could hardly wait to feel that rigid boner in her famished cunt.

"Mmmmmm, mmmmmm," she moaned.

Of course she couldn't resist playing with his cock as they kissed. She reached down and curled her fingers around it. It was scorching hot and violently throbbing. As she fisted the smooth meat, Tim moaned with excitement and broke off their kiss. He rolled onto his back and lay there watching in delight as his pretty English teacher pumped, his cock.

"Oh, wow, this is fantastic," he sighed.

In fact the boy could hardly believe that was happening. The moment he walked into English class that fall and took a close look at Miss Janet Peters, he had a crush that wouldn't quit. Day and night all he could think about was his beautiful blonde teacher. He got a hard-on every time he thought a.Bout her and of course it wouldn't go away till he jacked off. And while he jacked off, he fantasized that he was making it with Miss Peters.

He had all kinds of wild fantasies about her - Miss Peters sucking his cock and eating his jizz, Miss Peters moaning as he fondled her tits and begging him to fuck her, Miss Peters screaming in ecstasy as she took his hammering cock. He loved those fantasies, they really got him off like crazy. But never in the world had he expected them to come true.

Today when he saw Janet with that heavy box, he'd grabbed the chance to be alone with her for awhile. And when they sat on the couch, he just couldn't resist kissing her. He'd expected her to get mad, slap his face, even have him suspended from school. So it was a fantastic surprise when she invited him to her bedroom instead. He could hardly believe his luck.

Now here he was, the woman of his dreams, lying naked beside him and pumping his cock eagerly in her hot little fist. Tim felt like he'd died and gone to heaven. He reached out with one hand and lazily felt up her nice big tits. They were hot and silky-skinned, delicious to touch. All the while she kept pumping his cock and getting him more and more aroused.

He ogled her gorgeous body. She had those fantastic tits, the nipples light pink and stiff, and she had a tiny firm waist, nice curvy hips, long shapely legs. The infatuated boy couldn't imagine a more attractive woman than his teacher. And she'd never looked this way in class, her face flushed and her eyes bright with excitement as she fondled his stiff cock.

"Ahhhhhhh, yeah, that feels great," Tim sighed.

Janet smiled and used her free hand to cup his lightly furred balls. She gave them a rhythmical massage as she pumped his cock. She leaned over him to do it, which made it easier for him to reach her tits. He squeezed big fistfuls of the satiny hot flesh, and he felt her erect nipples pressing into his palms. He had to be the luckiest guy in the world. How many other boys, had fondled Miss Peters' naked tits?

None, as far as he knew. Miss Peters was an old maid who hated men, everyone said. She'd never been known to have a date. But apparently there was a secret side to her, one that only Tim knew, This Miss Peters was hotblooded, frankly lusty, and eager to get it on. He squeezed her throbbing tits and got more and more excited as she frigged his lust-engorged cock and squeezed his nut sacs.

"Ahhhhhhh, yeah, fantastic," he moaned.

His excitement infected her, and Janet squeezed his cock and pumped his balls faster and faster. Tim was grooving on it, not realizing how insanely aroused he was getting. He didn't realize until it was too late. Suddenly he knew he was going to come and that there was no way he could stop it. He let out a warning yelp, and then thick wads of jizz started spurting from the cleft of his cock.

"Ahhhhhhh, shit, aaaggghhhh!" He yelled.

Janet had felt his cock ripple and lurch in her fist, and then abruptly he was yelling and coming, his creamy jizz hitting her right in the face. She moaned with lust and opened her mouth wide, catching the spurting juice. She kept his jerking cock in her fist and aimed the thick stream into her mouth. Tim watched dizzily as his pretty teacher gobbled up his come.

"Unnnhhhhh, uuummmmm," she moaned.

He'd heard vaguely about oral sex, but he'd never fantasized anything like this. While he helplessly shot his load, Janet caught the hot cream on her tongue and gurgled with excitement as she ate it. When he was finally finished, she licked her lips to get the very last drops. She seemed to love the taste of his cream. But Tim looked up at her with a sheepish smile as his climax faded.