Chapter 8: A Boy's World

I was nervous but otherwise felt well on Monday morning. It still seemed amazing that a thirteen year old girl could fuck the way Rhaina had. I hadn't fucked a girl as young as she since I was fifteen and instead of quelling my obscene lust for my underage schoolgirls, it exacerbated it.

The week went well except for my constant and frustrating imaginations of what those nubile but buxom children would look like when naked. I wondered which of them, if any, were still virgin and how they would react if I had my cock buried in their ripe, young fuckwells.

Friday brought the torture of dancing with my adolescent pupils as well as another chance to get belly-close to my co-teacher. Irene alternated between letting her long, firm legs part to admit my thigh and physically pushing my hips away from hers when I ground my hard cock-bulge against her.

I was not at all aggressive when I danced with the schoolgirls. Young Julia, Irene's Sapphic partner was stiff and tense while Deepa and Rhaina were both at the opposite end of the tension scale and constantly whispering " Chode ga?" confident that nobody else in the room knew what they were asking ... The short, plump black girl Harmony danced a lot like Deepa and Rhaina. Her big breasts pressed and rolled against my diaphragm and her wide hips seemed to seek my cock-bulge.

Thank God tomorrow is Saturday, I thought as I poured a drink and relaxed in the recliner by my bed. I flicked open my spy camera and was rewarded by the sight of Irene striding damp and naked from her shower. Then, still naked, she sat on the edge of the bed and opened a little package. Had it just come in the mail?

The contents were intriguing. There was a small, silvery little egg connected by a mall, plastic covered wire to a little block that looked like an undernourished cell phone. She reached into the drawer beside her bed and took out a tube of KY that she lathered generously on the little silvery egg. Then, facing directly at the camera, she spread her legs apart and slid the silver egg through her curly bush and between the hair haloed lips of her cunt. She pushed it out of sight and lay back on the bed with her legs dangling over the edge.

"Bzzzzzzzz," sounded from between her legs and I looked to see that she was turning a dial on the little box connected to the egg. Damn! A sophisticated masturbation device. I watched, my organ swelling with lust as I heard the muffled buzz and saw her broad hips undulate. God. I had to get into her ... to have her rotating that furry pelvis under me.

The schoolteacher must have brought herself to a dozen orgasms, complete with throaty groans and breathless panting before she carefully withdrew her toy. She turned off the light then, apparently sated. Would young Julia come again tomorrow.

I was sitting in the kitchen having my morning coffee when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in Juanita," I called out and the door opened but it was not Juanita.

"I sorry Mr. Aspen. I Tanya. Juanita gone away. She asked me to clean for you. OK, Sir?"

"That's fine Tanya," I said with a sinking feeling in my gut. Now I wouldn't have the relief I so much need. "When is she coming back?"

"She gone two weeks ... maybe three." And the girl took a sheet of paper from her pocket. "She wrote down what I supposed to do," and she immediately began to do the much needed housekeeping.

I read the newspaper that had come in on yesterday's boat and studied how the girl's body moved while she worked. She looked almost as young as my schoolgirls but under the loose fitting sweater she wore I could see two large, soft melons swaying and jiggling. She definitely wasn't wearing a brassiere. Was she trying to tempt me?

"Thank you very much Tanya. You did a great job," and I passed her the cash.

"Uh Juanita said ... like ... she said she comes at night too. Do you want me to come back tonight and ... you know ... do what Juanita does?"

"How old are you, Tanya?"

"I'm sixteen but ... like at home ... like, I'm almost an old woman. I'm old enough, Sir ... and I can do what Juanita does. Can I come tonight?"

"Well ... all right Tanya. You come and we can talk."

"Will you pay me to come talk, too ... like you pay Juanita."

"Yes my dear ... I'll pay you what I paid Juanita."

I dozed after Tanya left and woke at about two PM. Quickly I turned on the camera and the TV to see if Julia had arrived. Instead I saw Ms. Simmons dancing with a boy and when they turned I realized it was Julia's older brother Adam.

"You're getting good Adam ... yes ... that feels nice when your leg slides inside my thigh. You do that with the girls you'll make them hot." I could see that Irene had both hands clasped around the boy's nice ass and she was definitely rubbing her belly against his.

"Thank you Ms. Simmons ... never danced until you taught me."

"Ha. And it feels to me like your old schoolteacher is making you hot too. Am I right?"

"Ah ... you're not old Ms. Simmons ... and when you dance close like this it makes me ... you know? I can't help it."

"I'm flattered Adam ... do you want me to do something to make you feel better?"

I watched as her fingers nimbly unfastened his belt and the waist of his jeans and she slid them down to free a fine looking six inch cock. He was facing me and the expression on his face was one of awe tinged with fear. Irene slowly dropped to her knees, turning so that she was side on to my view.

"Oohhh Gawwwd Ms. Simmons," the boy exclaimed as her mouth encompassed his hard, young penis. She reached behind him to the end table and onehandedly opened the drawer and took something out. Then, with skill that must have resulted from lots of practice she opened the little pack and removed a condom.

Suddenly her blouse dropped from her shoulders as she sat back on her heels and began to roll the condom onto the upthrust organ. She took his hands and placed them on her breasts and leaning forward, she once more took the tip of his cock into her mouth.

The scene was incredibly erotic. As her hand enfolded it lovingly, she formed her lips into an O and slipped them over the head, sucking gently on the mushroom cap, licking the exposed nerves under the edge of the cap. Slowly, she sucked the whole shaft into her mouth, right down to the balls. As her nose buried itself in his pubic hair, she sniffled deeply, and gently cupped his balls in her hand.

The half naked woman lay back on the floor, pulling the boy down above her so that their contact site, his cock and her mouth, was less than two feet away from the camera lens. And then she was guiding him, letting him use her sexy mouth like a cunt.

"Oohhhh Ms. Simmmmonnns," the boy moaned and I saw him sink into her mouth to the base. He wasn't exceptionally big but it was obvious to me that Irene was deep throating him.

When the boy began to fuck faster she pushed him away. "Have you ever been sucked off, Adam?" she whispered. "Are you a virgin?"

"Yunh ... yannh," he grunted and roughly he pushed back into his schoolteacher's ot, wet mouth. I could see her cheeks hollowing as she sucked on his and then he stiffened, moaned and his series of short jabs revealed that he was cumming.

"Was that good for you Adam?" the woman asked as she pushed him away.

"Oohhh Ms. Simmons. I never had anything like that before."

Irene peeled off the cum-loaded condom and dropped it on the floor before getting to her feet. "Now my dear that we've cooled you off we have at least another hour to practice. She unbuttoned his shirt and took off his pants and shorts from around his ankles and guided him onto the bed. Then she dropped her skirt ... I noted that she had nothing under it, and climbed on top of the sixteen year old boy.

"Have you ever been fucked, Adam?"

"No Ms. Simmons," he replied meekly. Although he'd just had what was almost certainly the greatest orgasm of his young life his teenage tool was beginning to jump in anticipation as his teacher adjusted herself over the rock-hard shaft.

The boy didn't comment on the hairiness of his lover but his face was ecstatic as the woman guided his tool to her dripping honeypot and slowly sat down, impaling herself on the hot shaft,

"Hmmm ... you feel good inside me. Were you really a virgin?"

"Mmm hmm ... you're the first, Ms. Simmons."

"I feel honoured Adam ... and so full ... you're so big ... so very big."

I marvelled at the woman's skill and technique. She certainly acted as if she'd had more than a few cocks inside her and doubtless some had been larger but she understood the importance of being 'big' to males. She began to ride him then, slowly sliding forward and than back, her tempo gradually increasing.

"Adam hanh ... oohhhh Adam ... you're making me cum," Irene moaned as she hammered the schoolboy in a crescendo of plunges. She froze for a moment and grabbing the boy's shoulders for leverage she ground against his pelvis with a spiral motion.

"Thank you Adam ... you made your horny old teacher very happy. Did you cum too?"

"Nah ... but don't stop Ms. Simmons."

"You get on top ... now you can do the work, and wrapping her arms around his waist the woman rolled onto her back without uncoupling. It may have been his first fuck but Adam Whittier needed no tutelage. Irene lifted her shapely legs until her knees were at her shoulders and her furry pelvis was open to the boy's rapidly plunging cock.

"Gonna cum, Ms. Simmons ... no condom," he gasped urgently.

"Cum Adam ... pump your hot sperm into my cunt ... ram you hard cock right through me," and as she panted encouragement Irene locked her ankles around his back and levered herself rhythmically under him. "Yes boy ... oohhh yesss ... cum inside me ... cummmm."

The schoolboy was ramming his teacher with the short strokes that signalled orgasm and then with a groan he pushed hard, his bare bum quivering as he ejaculated.

"No Adam ... no ... don't stop yet," the woman murmured when he started to dismount. "You can do it ... you can stay hard for me ... keep fucking me with your wonderful teenage cock. Flood my hungry cunt again."

I didn't time it but it was probably about ten minutes of machine like fucking that appeared to bring the woman off three times before he suddenly went into short-stroke mode.

"Yes Adam! Oh yes! Cum again. Cum with me," and her legs twined with his as she undulated under him, her grunts and groans of satisfaction drowning out the boy's moans of pleasure.

"You're good Adam ... you're going to make a lot of girls happy," the schoolteacher said as she let her legs flop out to the side and she urged him off her naked body. The fur on her pelvis was matted with their combined sweat and her pussy hair had a shampoo of gism that was leaking from the hair fringed slit between her gaping labia.

"Are you? Am I? Like, is it time to go?"

"Yes dear boy ... until next time. Would you like to do this again sometime?"

"Oh yes Ms. Simmons! Oh yes!"

"Well remember, this is our secret. If you don't tell anyone we can do this again in a few weeks."

The boy got dressed while his well-fucked teacher continued to lie, legs spread and ready, as if she was waiting for someone else to come and service her needs.

I was horny but the episode had not been as great a turn-on as last week when I'd watched two desirable females having passionate sex. But I was looking forward to the visit from young Tanya. I poured a stiff drink and settled down in front of the TV. After a quick check to see what my neighbour was doing (she was sleeping) I surfed and I guess I dozed.