Horny Loving Schoolgirl (1985) Read online

  CHAPTER TWO

  By the next morning Jamie had come up with an even better plan. Instead of spying on people while they had sex, she decided to try sex for herself.

  A lot of thought had gone into that. Her parents had told her over and over again that nice girls weren't interested in sex and don't make out with men till they're married. Jamie had always assumed she'd save her virginity for her husband, and meanwhile she wouldn't have any sexual urges because she was a good girl.

  Well, it hadn't turned out that way. She'd been horny out of her mind after watching Mona and Bob fuck. She was feeling urges she'd never felt before. All her natural sex instincts had been bottled up, on account of her parents' teachings, but now they were unleashed and she had to do something about them.

  When she got home from the library that evening she had a quick dinner with her parents, then excused herself, saying she was going to her bedroom to study. Mom and Dad nodded their approval, of course. They were proud of Jamie's studious habits and good grades. It looked like a typical evening at the Johnson house.

  But what her parents didn't know was that Jamie was going to her room to masturbate. She could hardly wait to try it. Since the moment she started watching the teachers make out, she'd had this urgent need to touch and explore her pussy.

  Yet, her mother had told her not to touch herself there. Only depraved sex fiends masturbated, according to her parents. Jamie had heard all this over and over. But no matter what the consequences might be, she couldn't keep her hands off herself any longer. She was almost in college and she'd never had sex, never even touched her own pussy. It was ridiculous.

  She locked herself in her room and started stripping. As she did so, she watched herself in her dresser mirror, wondering if she really looked like a boy. She'd felt boy-shaped today when she had seen Miss Doran naked. But now she realized that things weren't so bad after all.

  She saw a cute slim teenage girl with curly brown hair, high-riding apple-size tits, and delicate curves. Her pussy bush was just a light brown puff in contrast to the raven-black jungle of Miss Doran's cunt bush, but it was still pretty and enticing. Jamie paraded naked before the mirror and liked what she saw.

  Then she strode over to her bed, lay down on her back, and spread her legs. Her fingers were trembling with excitement as she explored her own crotch for the very first time. She slid a finger down over her pouting cunt mound, and the first thing she touched was the supersensitive bud of her clitoris.

  "Ooooooo!" she squealed.

  It felt great to rub herself there, and she went at it eagerly. She couldn't imagine what else that little flashy button was for, but it sure felt great. As she rubbed, she got a hot current of pleasure buzzing through her pussy. She started to cream, and she couldn't stop. She moaned softly as she stimulated herself, wondering why she hadn't tried it before.

  "Mmmmmm, great," she gurgled.

  She didn't have to worry about her parents hearing her, because they were watching the TV and it was on pretty loud. So she gurgled and squealed and groaned with pleasure as she masturbated her highly sensitive joy button. She kept doing it for a couple of minutes, rubbing faster all the time, and then suddenly her whole body seemed to explode with pleasure.

  "Ohhhhhh, shit, whaahhhhh!" she wailed.

  The delicious spasms rocked her body for almost a full minute, and she soaked her hand with her spurting fuck cream. Only when she went limp and satisfied did she realize what had happened to her. She'd just given herself her first orgasm.

  If that was sex, then she would never get enough. Jamie proceeded to play with her pussy, and then her clit again, bringing herself off like crazy each time. She only quit after five or six orgasms. After all, she had a lot of lost time to make up for. She fell asleep gurgling with satisfaction.

  When she woke the next morning, she knew she wouldn't be content to get her sex as a spectator. She wanted to experience it for herself. The only question was, how could she find a partner? Her parents had made it perfectly clear that she wouldn't be allowed to go out with boys till she was in college.

  That was months from now. Jamie couldn't wait that long. She had to get it on with somebody right away. Today. Her pussy was on fire with need, her curiosity burning. As she lay in bed thinking about it, she suddenly came up with a plan that couldn't fail.

  "Perfect," she giggled.

  Step one was to get an after-school conference with Mr. Bennett. That wasn't hard. At the end of history class that day, Jamie said she was having a few problems with her term paper and wanted to discuss them with him. He readily agreed. The studious well-behaved girl was one of his favorite students.

  So after school Jamie found herself alone with Mr. Bennett in his classroom. Now it was just a matter of proceeding to step two when the right moment came.

  "Hi, Jamie," he called as she entered the room. "Come over and sit down. How can I help you?"

  Jamie almost giggled as she suppressed the naughty reply that came to her lips. Trying to look serious, she pulled a chair close to his desk, set down her books, and said, "I don't really need help, Mr. Bennett, but I think I can help you."

  He looked puzzled. "What do you mean, Jamie?" he asked. "Why do you think I need help?"

  "You don't yet," Jamie said, "but you're sure gonna need it if people find out about your affair with Miss Doran."

  Bennett turned purple. It took him a minute to recover his speech, and he never did quite recover his usual poise. "Now, wait a second, young lady," he said. "That's a very serious accusation you're making. What makes you think I'm having an affair with Miss Doran?"

  "I watched you in the library yesterday afternoon," Jamie said. "I was hiding under a table because I wanted to stay and study after hours. Then you guys showed up, and I couldn't get away, so I watched everything you did."

  "Everything?" Bennett gulped.

  Jamie nodded. "Yeah, I saw you play with her tits, and then she licked your cock, and then ."

  "That's enough," Bennett said. "I believe you. So I guess I'm kind of at your mercy, Jamie. Exactly what do you want?"

  Jamie's heart hammered. It was time for step two of her plan. She was sure the plan couldn't fail, but she felt nervous nevertheless. She was about to do such an outrageous thing.

  "Well, I really ought to report you to the principal," she said. "That would be the morally right thing to do. But I won't report you, and I won't tell anybody what I saw, if you'll do something for me."

  "What's that, Jamie?" Bennett asked anxiously.

  "I want you to make out with me," she said, "just like you did with Miss Doran."

  His mouth dropped open, and he gawked at her. Jamie had no idea of the conflict that was going through his mind just then. Bob Bennett had been married to the same woman for twenty-five years, and his wife had never been very wild about sex. That was why, about five years ago, he'd taken to having very discreet affairs with the available and willing women teachers at Clinton High. But he'd never dreamed he'd get a chance to fuck a student.

  This year he was dating the most exciting woman so far, Mona Duran. He didn't think he could ever make love to a hotter female or have so much fun. But now he was beginning to wonder. It was weird, but little bookworm Jamie turned him on just as much as hot-pants Mona. Maybe even more.

  Bob had always had a secret letch for his students. He liked to jack off while fantasizing that a horny young teen was coming on to him, sucking his cock, offering her exquisitely tight and juicy cunt. Now his very private and wicked fantasy was coming true, and with his favorite student!

  He cleared his throat and said what he had to say in order to satisfy his conscience. "Jamie, honey, I'm way too old for you, and teachers really shouldn't make it with their students. I don't want to do anything that would hurt you."

  "Cut the crap, Mr. Bennett," Jamie said impatiently. "You don't have a choice. Either we get it on, or I tell on you and Miss Doran. So let's get going."

  Oh, Christ, Bob thought, now what?

  Jamie was all business. She got up, locked the classroom door, and started taking off her clothes. Bob Bennett watched her and felt his cock getting painfully engorged. In seconds his balls felt ready to burst. He wanted to fuck this little girl so bad. She was throwing herself at him, begging for it, and he was only human.

  She pulled off her t-shirt and discarded her bra, showing luscious, perfectly round tits that rode high and firm. She skinned out of her jeans and panties. Her pussy bush was a little puff of light brown curls. Bob's cock tried to batter its way out of his pants. Jamie stood there naked, hands on hips, looking at him impatiently.

  "Come on, Bob, undress," she said.

  "Jamie, I can't do this," he said. "It just isn't right. I'd lose my job if anybody found out. My career as a teacher would be over, and I could even go to jail."

  "Nobody's gonna find out," Jamie said. "We're on the second flood, and nobody can see in this window. The janitor doesn't come till tonight. It's safe, Bob, so let's do it."

  Bob felt torn in half. Of course he wanted to accept her offer. He wanted to fuck her brains out. But he'd never made it with a student before, and he knew how wrong it was. While he pondered the situation, Jamie pulled his swivel chair out from the desk with him in it.

  He gawked at her as she turned the chair to face her, dropped to her knees, and wriggled between his legs. She quickly unbuttoned his jacket and vest and pushed them out of the way, then opened his fly. She grasped his pants and shorts and tugged them down to his thighs, and his stiff cock snapped free.

  "Oh, yeah!" she exclaimed, breathing hotly all over his stiff-standing cock.

  "Jamie," Bob said hoarsely, "what are you doing?"

  "I'm gonna play wi th your cock," she said calmly, "just like Miss Doran did."

  Before he could respond, she reached out and fisted his massive boner. Eagerly she ran her hands up and down the granite column of blue-veined meat, exploring a prick for the first time. She loved handling his cock, and she could hardly wait to taste his prick, just as Miss Doran had done.

  She saw the hot fuck cream oozing up from his piss hole, and she stuck out her tongue and lapped up some. It tasted strong and salty, and she wanted more. Panting eagerly, she tongued up every drop of his cock cream, raking his sensitive cockhead with her hot juicy tongue.

  "Oh, Jesus," Bob groaned.

  "Don't you like this?" Jamie asked innocently.

  "Honey, I like it too much," he panted. "You better quit and go home like a good girl."

  "No way," Jamie cried. "I'm sick of being a good girl! Good girls don't have any fun."

  She went back to lashing her hot little tongue around and around his engorged cockhead, and Bob decided to stop fighting her. Obviously she wasn't going to take no for an answer, and his resistance was about gone. Why not accept the opportunity she offered? Why not fulfill his wildest erotic fantasies and enjoy himself with this eager and horny teenager?

  "Okay, Jamie, you win," he said. "How'd you like to learn how to suck cock?"

  "Oh, yes, show me," she cried.

  "Well, you start out just like you're doing now," Bob said hoarsely, "just running your tongue all over the place. Give me some more of that, honey."

  Jamie complied happily. He was through fighting her, and his silly adult hangups weren't going to interfere with the fun any more. She lashed her tongue all over his massive stiff cock, coating every inch with her hot saliva. Bob slumped in his chair, red-faced and glassy-eyed with excitement.

  "Oh, Christ, yes," he sighed, "keep going, baby."

  It was just like in his fantasies, the cock-hungry teenage girl who just couldn't get enough of his prick. Jamie's velvety tongue was hot and busy, raking and lashing all over his prick. She finally worked her way back to the cockhead and greedily lapped up all the fuck-cream from his piss hole.

  "Mmmmm, uummmmm," she moaned.

  "Okay, honey," he panted, "now take it in your mouth, as much as you can get without choking."

  Jamie really felt excited. This was something that even Miss Doran hadn't done. The eager teen opened her lips as wide as she could and started easing them down his spit-soaked boner. Bob clutched the arms of the chair and groaned as she sheathed his dick in smoking wet flesh.

  "Shit, yessss!" he cried between clenched teeth.

  Jamie was eager but clumsy. She'd never gone down on a guy before, so her first attempt wasn't going to be perfect. She shoved in too much of his enormous thick prick and choked, even though he'd warned her about that. She drew back for a second try.

  This time she took in only about half his prick, which was all she could comfortably get into her little mouth. Bob took her hand and had her fist the rest of his cock. He showed her how to pump briskly and steadily as she sucked the rest, so that every inch of his cock was stimulated.

  "Okay, honey, now suck," he croaked, "suck like you're really hungry for it."

  Jamie didn't have to fake that. She really loved the taste of his fuck cream. She caved in her cheeks and sucked noisily and greedily on his throbbing prick, suctioning the salty juice out of his piss hole. Bob's knuckles went white as he gripped the arms of his swivel chair, and he breathed loudly and harshly.

  "That's great, honey," he panted, "terrific. Just keep doing that and I'll come like crazy."

  Jamie wondered what that would be like. Yesterday he had come into Miss Doran's cunt, and the thick liquid had overflowed her pussy and dripped to the floor. This time, though, he would be coming into Jamie's mouth and throat. She'd be getting a whole meal of his tasty cream. She drooled at the thought and sucked harder and faster on his prick.

  "Ohhhhh, Christ, fuck, ohhhhh," he groaned.

  He wished that this fantasy-come-true could go on and on, but he was just too damn excited to hold out. He savored the last few seconds before his balls burst. The cute teen was kneeling naked between his legs, sucking like crazy on his cock, her mouth hot and juicy and greedy.

  He watched her head bob up and down and felt her sucking his prick faster and faster as her excitement mounted. He'd never felt this turned before, even with Mona. Mona sometimes fucked him to exhaustion and did very kinky things, but Jamie was a very secret letch, a naughty daydream.

  "Mmmmmm," she moaned, "uuummm."

  "Yeah, honey, get ready for my come," Bob groaned.

  He lost control and started fucking her mouth. She gagged and drew back a little, fisting his pistoning boner so his cock wouldn't drive deep into her throat. Though she had never sucked a guy off before, she knew this man was about to come. She felt a hot sensation in the back of her throat.

  "Eat it, honey, I'm coming, unnnggghhhh!" Bob bellowed.

  Jamie's mouth was suddenly flooded with his boiling jizz. She wasn't as prepared as she'd thought, and sperm started to spurt from the corners of her lips. Then she got her act together and gulped down his fuck cream as fast as he shot it into her mouth. That went on for about a minute before he slumped back in his chair and his wet cock slipped from her lips.

  "Fantastic," he sighed. "I really shouldn't have let you do that, Jamie, but I have to admit I'm not sorry. That was the best damned blow-job I ever had."

  "I'm glad I did a good job, Bob," she said. "Now I hope you'll do a good job on me."

  "Huh?" he exclaimed.

  "Oh, we're not finished yet, Bob," the girl said with a wicked glint in her eye. "I got you off, and now it's your turn to get me off. Remember, you have to do everything I say, or I'll report you and Miss Doran."

  "Well, Jamie," Bob replied, starting to grin, "I guess I'm in your power."

  CHAPTER THREE

  "Great," Jamie said, "let's fuck."

  Bob just stared at her, and she saw that she was going to get another argument. Grownups could really be tedious. All she wanted was for both of them to have a good time, but he was going to come up with some reason why it was wrong.

  "Now wait a minute, Jamie," he said, "we can't do that."

  "Why not?" she sighed.

  "It just wouldn't be right," he said.

  Jamie groaned. She thought she'd never figure out the adult way of thinking. This guy had just let her strip in front of him and suck him off, and now he was telling her that it was wrong for them to fuck. However, she wasn't giving up.

  "That's silly, Bob," she said. "You just let me give you a blow-job, so what's the big deal about fucking?"

  "Uh, it's too complicated to explain, honey," he said, "but take my word for it. You'd better get dressed and go home now, before your parents wonder where you are."

  "Oh, I get it," Jamie said angrily. "You let me get you off, but you don't wanta be bothered getting me off."