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The Divorced Teacher
CHAPTER ONE"Good night, Mrs. Curtis!" young Richie Prine sang out as he and the rest of the 8th graders hurried from the classroom.Amy Curtis sat back in her chair and shut her eyes. Her heart was thumping. She pressed her thighs together and noted that the lips of her love cove were moist.Her first day back at work as a teacher had been difficult for her, and in the same way as before: Try as she would to resist them, the young boys turned her on. Especially sandy-haired, eager Richie. He reminded her of another young student named Jeff, at another school, some months ago.Shamefully the twenty-three-year-old teacher recalled the event which had destroyed her marriage and would have ruined her reputation as well if she hadn't heeded her husband's demand and left town. She didn't want to think about it, but she couldn't help herself. It had become an obsession.She and handsome, bushy-haired Jeff, who was quite tall for eighteen, had been in the living room of her home, going over a special assignment he had completed for her English class. She had asked him show it to her at home rather than to wait and turn it in the next morning at school. She had told him that she wanted to allow him an opportunity to correct any errors before turning the paper in; it was something special. But the real reason, which Amy well knew, was to get Jeff alone where they could get better acquainted and no one would disturb them. That's when it started. Amy sighed and closed her eyes, reconstructing what happened.She sat beside him on the sofa and allowed her skirt to creep high on her thighs-so high, in fact, that the bands at the tops of her stockings, which she wore in preference to stifling pantyhose, came into view. She saw Jeff glance down at her shapely, long legs. She had caught him eyeing her breasts earlier.Amy was tingling with anticipation. What she had in mind for Jeff she would never have contemplated with a fully grown man. With her husband, she only tolerated sex. Young boys were her passion, and that afternoon she was determined to do something about it for the first time.She moved closer to Jeff, holding his neatly penned composition in front of him. "Now here, this is what I mean," she said, apparently all business. "You've left the preposition dangling.""Where, Mrs. Curtis?" young Jeff asked earnestly, his adolescent voice cracking.- "In the first sentence on this page. Read it."She placed her hand on Jeff's thigh, so close to his lap that her little finger nearly touched the bulge at the crotch of his jeans.The youth sucked in his breath and turned startled, confused eyes on the pretty brunette. She struggled to maintain her equilibrium as she kept her hand on Jeff's warm, very firm thigh."Go ahead, Jeff," she urged, her voice the slightest bit husky. "Read it.""Uuuuh...." It was clear that the lad was disconcerted as he tried to focus his attention on the paper which Amy held. "That, uh, first sentence... there?""Yes, Jeff. You hold the paper."As the youth took the composition from Amy's hand, she made it a point to trail her fingertips across the backs of his fingers and over his wrist. Then she used her free hand to remove the small, circular-rimmed glasses which had perched on her nose. She placed the glasses on the coffee table, keeping her other hand on Jeff's thigh all the while.He squirmed nervously. "Uuuh, the sentence says...."Unable to restrain herself any longer, Amy slid her hand the rest of the way to Jeff's crotch and gasped when she felt that his adolescent cock was hard. It seemed like a big one, too, for a boy who was only eighteen."Mrs. Curtis!" he exclaimed, his cheeks turning red."What would you say, Jeff," Amy suggested, "if we forget the assignment for a while?"Her insistent hand was massaging the super-stiff column which stuck down the youth's left pants leg. She could feel his prick throbbing through the coarse fabric of his jeans."M-Mrs. Curtis... what are you doing?" Jeff managed to utter.She smiled, her cheeks warm and rosy. "I'm feeling your cock. Do you mind?""Ooh g-gosh!" the lad blurted."Wouldn't you like to feel me?" Amy asked, her heart thumping wildly as she pulled her dark skirt all the way up to her lap, exposing luscious bare thighs above her stockings. Garter straps pressed against the smooth, cream-colored flesh as they traveled from underneath the lacy edges of her blue panties to grip the reinforced dark tops of her hose.An unintelligible sound rattled in Jeff's throat as he placed a sweating hand on his teacher's bare thigh. The contact sent a sharp new thrill racing through Amy. Her cunt was wet already, its lips plastered against the snug-fitting crotch of her panties."Don't be afraid, Jeff," Amy crooned, her voice tense with passion. "Stroke my thigh." She hesitated, then daringly blurted, "Find my pussy."The eighteen-year-old lad breathed hard as he slid his hand to her widening crotch and pressed it against her damp, silken panties. He thrilled to the plushness of her cuntal lips on the other side of the thin, warmly moist cloth.Amy quickly unzipped his fly. Excitement pounded through every cell of her body as she snaked her hand inside the youth's pants and boxer-style undershorts to grasp the very rigid shaft of his penis. She pulled his cock out."Ooh, my goodness!" she exclaimed when she saw how long and super-hard his organ was. It was nearly as lengthy as her husband's, but it wasn't as thick, and the skin which covered it was pale white, not brownish like Don's. Also that skin extended to the very end of the organ where it formed a ruffled ring around the pink tip of the lad's fine young pecker.Gripping Jeff's upthrust cock firmly around the bulge at its end, Amy moved her hand downward, and his virginal cockhead popped out. Like the skin on the outside of his organ, the color of his glans was pale-but a fresh, mouth-watering pink, instead of white.Amy did what she had long wanted to do with a young boy, but would never have thought of doing with her husband: She bowed her head, her long hair showering about the youth's lap, and she seized the mushroom-like head of his penis in her mouth."AAARGH!" Jeff exclaimed, and a tremendous jolt went through him.He struggled desperately to maintain control as his teacher thrillingly sucked his hot, throbbing cock. The sensation was like nothing he had ever imagined-so warm and clasping and wet!Out of her mind with a wild new lust, Amy sucked madly, burning young Jeff's urethra. Her mouth glided hungrily up and down on his shaft, skidding across the very sensitive ridge of his glans.He writhed, gasping and groaning. His hand was clutching Amy's quaking cunt through her panties. She started to come, and in a more thrilling way than she had ever climaxed with Don.She kept sucking Jeff's wonderful, young prick. There was only a slight salty taste to it; otherwise it seemed perfectly clean.Only approaching the threshold of his manhood, Jeff had never ejaculated. He had played with himself, as all young boys do, delighting in the erections he achieved, but his adolescent balls had yet to give forth a harvest.As his teacher sucked his cock, however, he felt a wild new churning in his loins. Something was going to happen, he realized, but he wasn't sure what it would be.He tensed, shoving his legs straight out in front of him. He panted. His hips squirmed against the sofa cushion."UUUH!" his breath exploded, and the most glorious sensation he had ever known swept through him, shaking his body from shoulders to knees. His prick jabbed deep into his teacher's sucking mouth, and the stiff thing jerked violently, giving him more ecstasy. A hot sensation sped up from his nuts, through the tube of his twitching penis, and into Amy's mouth.She went wild with delight as Jeff's cum splattered into her throat and washed over the tingling taste buds on her tongue. Her climax blossomed gloriously as her eyes watered and she gulped Jeff's spurting semen down. Its musky scent and unique taste, like nothing she had ever known, added to her uncontrolled passion.Jeff had let go of her pussy in his thrashing, vibrating excitement, and her hot organ was climaxing alone against the gossamer fabric of her panties. But the presence of his twitching, spewing prick in her mouth furnished all the contact she needed. It was delightful."Oooooh, M-Mrs. Curtis!" Jeff exclaimed when she finally lifted her head, letting his softened penis slide out from between her wet lips.The organ plopped back into his gaping fly as she straightened up and looked at him. Her chin was wet with spilled cum, and her red lips were foam-flecked. Her brown eyes were warm and very soft. Her cheeks glowed."Did you like that?" she asked, her voice a trifle hoarse. Her throat was sore from the happy punishment it had taken."Gosh, yeah!" Jeff callowly exclaimed."Well, we're not through yet. Put down that silly composition and take all your clothes off. I'm going to get undressed, too."Jeff had been gripping his carefully prepared English paper all during the fellatio, and he had crumpled the pages. The sweat from his hand had smudged the ink.He put the composition on the coffee table and stared at his open fly with his shrunken, small penis lying inside. Suddenly he was embarrassed. He hadn't had a chance to feel embarrassment before.But his mind was quickly diverted to new delights as Amy stood in front of him, lifting her dress. She faced partially away so that Jeff could get a very good view of her tapering, full thighs above her stocking tops and also of her marvelously well-shaped bottom, of which Amy was quietly proud.The cheeks of her stunning ass were firm and shaped like perfect half-moons. They were made even more enticing than if they were nude by the silken blue panties which stretched across them. The elasticized edges of Amy's briefs, which were narrowly trimmed in white lace, arched upward across her pert buttocks. The cleft between the mounds showed faintly through the blue nylon.White garter straps traveled up Amy's thighs to disappear under her panties, though the structure of her garter belt was hazily visible at her waist.Laying her dress aside, Amy immediately took hold of the back-strap of her brassiere and unhooked it. She turned to face Jeff as she let the bra's shoulder ribbons glide down her arms. Her titties stood proud and bare, crinkled brownish rings surrounding her nipples which shoved straight out.Jeff's mouth dropped open. He was breathing hard again."Like what you see?" his teacher shamelessly asked him. "Yeaaah!""Want to see more?" Amy asked, feeling like a slut and delighting in it, as she hooked her thumbs around the elastic waistband of her panties and stretched it slightly up and down, exposing her garter belt.Jeff excitedly nodded his head.Amy looked at his lap. His cock hadn't resurrected itself yet, but she was confident that it would do so. Boys of his age, she had read, had no problem achieving multiple erections.Facing Jeff, she lowered her panties, exposing the remainder of her white garter belt, then the puff of dark hair on her pubic mound. The eighteen-year-old gaped at his first sight of the nude female form. He had, of course, sneakily peeked at pictures of nude girls in magazines, but to see a pair of titties in the flesh and the real hair on a woman's cunt was something altogether different.His excitement increased as Amy lowered her silken pants all the way and stepped out of them. The lifting and scissoring of her thighs revealed the soft pussy lips between them. Jeff was impressed by the fact that she had much more hair between her legs than he had. He was just beginning to grow fuzz on his balls and around the base of his cock."Well, don't you want to get undressed?" Amy challenged.The lad hopped to his feet, and his teacher was thrilled by the emergence of his prick from his fly. His cock was bristling anew.This time Amy wanted to receive the lovely thing where she could feel it most intensely- right in the hot little hole between her thighs. She felt sure Jeff would want to put it there.He awkwardly shifted from one foot to the other, his cock sticking out, as he pulled his white t-shirt up and off. Though embarrassed to have his teacher staring at him in that condition, he was more concerned with looking at her beauty, the smooth swell of her hips and breasts as she stood before him in just shoes, stockings and garter belt.Her titties were very beautiful, he thought, standing forward, with their crisp little nipples as stiff as his cock. He wanted to suck her tits, the way she had surprisingly and thrillingly sucked his cock.Hopping from one foot to the other, Jeff pulled off his shoes. Then he pushed his pants down and got out of them. His shorts followed, and he was naked except for his socks.He felt as if he should have been very ashamed, standing in front of a woman like that. But somehow he wasn't, though he was a bit embarrassed. His eagerness for more excitement overcame all else.Amy didn't delay delivering that excitement to him. She approached and ran her gentle hands up and down his arms. He looked down at her titties, whose jutting tips nearly touched his chest. He gasped as she grabbed his cock, sticking the thing straight up to sandwich it between their bellies as she pressed close, and her tits spread springily against his hairless chest. He felt the furry mound of her cunt grinding against his balls. Her soft lips parted and pressed his, her tongue flickering.Jeff's pecker throbbed delightedly. His eyes were closed, and his brain seemed to be spinning around.Playing like this with his teacher was a lot more fun than baseball or football, he decided. In fact, it was more fun than anything he had ever done before.For Amy it was like a new world opening up. She had dreamed of being with a young boy since her own adolescence when she had shared intimacies with her little brother, but she hadn't dared take the step before. It was dangerous, she knew full well, even as she embraced darling Jeff and kissed him and felt his hot cock throbbing against her tummy."Let's lie down on the sofa," she murmured. "I want you to get on top of me.""You mean you want me to... fuck you?" Jeff asked, daring to use a word he had heard since he was old enough to remember, but which he had never had the opportunity to define explicitly."Ooh yes, darling!" Amy exclaimed, shivering with excitement. "I want you to fuck me!"She enjoyed using the forbidden, filthy word with Jeff. It didn't seem filthy between them, as it did when her husband sometimes used it or when she saw it scribbled on a wall.She lay down on the sofa, her smallish but shapely breasts jiggling to settle with their nipples standing straight up. She steepled and spread her knees.Young Jeff, his cock sticking out like a bowsprit, angling upward, moved around to gaze up his teacher's thighs. The sight of her hairy, wetly split cunt, in all its mature sensuality, frightened him a bit. But his fascination with the female organ, which he had never seen so clearly before, overcame the negative thought."Do you like me this way?" Amy asked warmly as she watched the lad staring at her pussy."Gosh!!" was all he could say.Amy chuckled. "Come on down here." She held out her arms to him.Feeling tremendously excited and proud, Jeff knelt between his teacher's spread thighs and settled forward atop her. Her arms wrapped about him. His cock was sticking up between their bellies."Put it in me!" Amy whispered urgently at his ear. "I want your beautiful prick!"Jeff pushed himself up on his arms and looked at her. "I... I'm not sure how to do it."Amy loved his modesty, his willingness to accept guidance. What she disliked about grown men, including her husband, was their cocksure attitude concerning sex and the selfishness with which they took a woman. Never mind how she felt or what she wanted, so long as they were satisfied, it seemed.She smiled tenderly at Jeff. "Just take your cock in your hand," she said, "and rub it down along the lips of my... cunt." (She had never used that word before, and it sent an extra thrill speeding through her.) "You'll find your way in. Then push until your whole, lovely prick is sticking all the way up inside me."Oh, listen to me TALK! she thought, shivering with delight and anticipation.Jeff shifted his body a bit so that he could grasp his sex organ. The thing was so stiff that it didn't want to tilt down very far, but he managed to bring the end of it into contact with the slitted softness between Amy's legs. He wiggled it around and, sure enough, he found an opening. He pushed.The top of the Jeff's head seemed to lift right off as his cock glided smoothly and slickly all the way up his teacher's warm, snug cunt until it was completely buried in her body. His balls were lying against her crotch."Oooh, Jeffrey!" she cried, clutching him. "Wow, that feels so gooood!""Wh-what do I do now?" he asked, afraid to make a mistake."What do you feel like doing?""I want to... rub it up and down.""Then rub it, Jeffrey! Stroke it! Just fuck me all you want!"The eighteen-year-old began to stroke his amazingly rigid prick up and down in his teacher's narrow, clasping snatch. His cock was a lot skinnier than Don's-the only other person she had screwed. It was more bonelike. The realization that it was young, virginal Jeff inside her drove Amy wild with passion from the very first."Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!" she panted, wriggling her hips and pumping her throbbing cunt up at the wonderful lance that was rhythmically spearing it.Jeff let out a thrilled cry and fucked his teacher all the harder. Their bellies slammed rapidly together, his prick stabbing up, up, up into her wonderful writhing warmth."Oooooooooo!" Amy cried, clutching Jeff as she started to come.The spastic heaving of her belly and the rippling clutches of her cunt brought Jeff to sudden climax. His immature balls wrenched painfully as they were called upon to give up their second helping of cream in the span of a few minutes. But give it up they did as the youth jerked in his teacher's pussy, spurting semen into her depths."That was... heaven!" Amy exclaimed.Magnificent warmth suffused her entire body as she kept her eyes closed and kissed Jeff about his neck and ears and shoulders."You filthy slut!"Amy's eyes popped open at the sound of her husband's voice. He stood just inside the room, staring at his young wife with a schoolboy sprawled froglike between her stocking-clad legs."My God!" Amy said. "Oh, my God!" She released Jeff.The lad quickly pushed himself up and out of her. He scrambled to his feet, his wet cock swaying."Get your clothes on and get out of here!" Don grated at him. "Y-yes, sir!"Embarrassed and frightened, Jeff fumbled with his shorts and jeans, pulling them up. He yanked his t-shirt over his head and stuck his feet into his shoes. He was out the door and flying down the street in moments, without so much as a final word or glance at the woman who had become more than a teacher of English to him. She had taught him about life.CHAPTER TWOAmy huddled in a corner of the sofa, her wet thighs drawn together, her arms shielding her naked breasts."How come you're... home so early?" was all she could say.Her dark-haired husband, whose anger marred his boyish good looks, glared at her as if he could kill. "How long has this been going on?" he demanded."It never happened before!" Amy said."Liar! I'll bet you've been screwing school kids all along. That's why you won't give it to me usually when I want it. You've been fucking yourself out in the afternoons!""No, Don! Ooh, noooh!""Roll over!" he ordered as he approached the sofa. "What?""You heard me. Roll over!""W-what are you going to do?"Don reached down, grasped his wife by an arm and twisted her onto her belly. Her beautiful ass vibrated, its cheeks quivering because of the sudden movement. Don stared at its impudent loveliness, framed by her garters and the dark tops of her stockings.Then he proceeded to do what he had felt like doing many times when she had rejected his sexual advances. But he had never wanted to do it as intensely as at that moment, and he gave in to the urge. His hand came smacking down across Amy's ass-cheeks, making a sharp, fleshy report. Pain blossomed through her, and she shrieked. Her buttocks wobbled and quivered.Kneeling on the edge of the sofa, with one hand planted against the small of her back, Don continued spanking her. He slapped her saucy, vibrating bottom until his hand burned. But this was nothing compared to the fire that seemed to engulf Amy's rear.She bawled and writhed, kicking futilely. Don kept smacking her unfaithful ass until his arm ached.His brain had begun to spin by that time, and the erotic contact of her compressing, wobbly buttocks with his hand had given him an erection.It seemed fitting somehow that he should screw her for a final time, and he ripped his pants open, pushing them down. Still wearing his suit jacket, tie, and dress shirt, which his work as a salesman required, Don sprang between his wife's legs, holding her on her belly. His cock bobbed springily up and down."What are you dooooing?" Amy moaned."I'm going to fuck you whether you like it or not," Don said. "Then we're through, baby. I'll be damned if I want a goddamned kid-lover for a wife!"