Horny Loving Schoolgirl (1985) Read online

  He looked very concerned, and he swiveled his chair out from the desk and moved over to face her, so that their knees were almost touching. "Jamie, I'll help you in any way I can," he said. "Please tell me what the problem is." Jamie swallowed hard and said, "Well, actually, my problem is that I'm horny all the time."

  He kept on giving her that look of concern, but his handsome face went brick red. "Say what?" he replied. "I, uh, don't think I heard you correctly, Jamie."

  "Oh, yes, you did," she said, starting to grin. "I told you that I'm horny all the time."

  He went on staring at her. "Is this Jamie Johnson talking?" he asked. "Jamie the bookworm, Jamie the all-A student?"

  "I made a discovery, Mr. Trent," she said, rubbing her knees against his. "I discovered sex. My folks always told me it was dirty and wicked and that only bad girls like it. But I love it, and I really don't think I'm a bad girl. Do you?"

  "Oh, no," he said, "you're a good girl, Jamie, a very good girl."

  "I'm glad to hear you say that, Mr. Trent," she answered, "because maybe you won't think I'm a bad girl when I do this."

  She slid off her chair, onto her knees, and reached for his fly. A casual dresser, he had no suit jacket or vest to get in her way. She just unzipped his jeans and was delighted to see that he wasn't wearing shorts. His cock was already starting to stiffen.

  Not only that, but she'd taken him by surprise with her seductive moves, and he just sat there gawking at her in disbelief as she tugged his jeans down to his knees. She fisted his cock and started pumping it, leaning so close that her hot breath tickled his meat.

  He cleared his throat and said hoarsely, "I don't believe this is happening."

  "Do you believe this, Mr. Trent?" Jamie asked, sticking out her tongue.

  "Oh, Christ," he gasped.

  She started lashing the sensitive head of his cock with her hot and juicy little tongue. He shivered convulsively, and his eyes began to glaze over with arousal. To Jamie's intense excitement, his cock started to grow under her lashing tongue.

  She felt his cock and watched as his prick mushroomed into a long thick column of granite. His cock grew and grew, till at last it was standing straight up in his lap, bulging with blue veins and drooling thick globs of cream. Jamie drew back to look at it, and she creamed her jeans.

  "Now see what you've done," Mr. Trent said solemnly.

  "I'm gonna do more than that," she giggled.

  She thought he started to smile, but she didn't go on watching. Instead she dipped her head down again, stuck out her greedy little tongue, and started licking his cock from head to base. She took her time, working her way around the fat column, coating every inch with her hot spit.

  She loved doing it, and she figured Mr. Trent must like it, too, because he wasn't telling her to stop. That was the big difference between him and Mr. Bennett. Trent wasn't giving her any lectures on morality or telling her this was wrong. But then he was a lot younger than Bennett, a different generation.

  Jamie was glad. Oh, she'd loved getting it on with Mr. Bennett and losing her cherry with him, but she preferred not to be lectured. She liked doing it with a guy like Trent who didn't bring in any phony moral bullshit. If he'd wanted her to stop, he would have told her so right away. But instead he'd chosen to just sit and enjoy.

  After she'd tongue-whipped his stiff-standing prick clear down to the base, she worked her way back again, slowly and deliciously, till she was tasting the hot salty cream that oozed up in his piss hole. Savoring the stuff, she cleaned out his cock cleft, eating every drop of the glistening fuck juice.

  She could hear Trent beginning to breathe harshly, and she looked up to see that his handsome face was contorted into a lusty grimace. His eyes were locked on her busy tongue. No, she wasn't going to get any lectures or protests from this guy. With Tom Trent it was going to be strictly fun.

  "Do you like this, Mr. Trent?" she asked. "Would you like me to suck your cock?"

  "Jamie," he said hoarsely, "I'd love you to suck my cock, but you'd have to be prepared to eat a whole mouthful of come."

  "Oh, I'm prepared," she assured him with a grin. "I wanta eat your load, Mr. Trent."

  "Call me Tom," he said, "and please go lock the door."

  "Oh, yeah, right," Jamie squeaked, jumping to her feet.

  While she took care of the door, Tom stripped naked. She turned back to see his magnificent hard-muscled body, and again she creamed right through her jeans. He was so gorgeous, it turned her on like crazy. He stood resting his ass against his desk, his huge prick wagging stiffly before him.

  He grinned at her and said, "Take off your clothes for me, honey."

  Jamie obeyed eagerly, throwing her clothes carelessly in every direction. He watched her with mounting lust, ogling her slim but curvy body. Then as she approached him, he took his denim jacket and folded it up at his feet for her to kneel on. He didn't have to tell her what to do. It was obvious.

  She went to her knees before the handsome teacher and fisted the thick hairy base of his prick. She opened her lips wide and guided his steel-hard boner inside. She was able to take in about half, and she pumped the rest in her fingers. As she drew in her cheeks and started to suck, Tom shivered and groaned.

  "Oh, yeah, baby, suck me," he cried.

  Jamie sucked eagerly and noisily, drinking his tasty cream as fast as she could suction the stuff from his piss hole. Tom gazed down at her hugely stretched lips and watched her with a mixture of lust and amazement. He could hardly believe that studious little Jamie Johnson was sucking his cock.

  Up till today she'd been prim, proper and shy. She'd been an excellent student and a very moral girl. Here she was, a senior and she still didn't date. Her parents had forbidden her to, she had said. But something had happened to liberate the young lady from her puritanical background.

  Tom was glad, because he'd fantasized about getting into her pants for a long, long time. He would never have made the first move, of course. That might have killed his career. He would never come on to a student. But when a student came on to him, that was a different matter. Jamie wasn't the first girl who'd had the hots for him and had come around after school looking for some action.

  Tom was always glad to help the girls out. But he had never been more turned on than now. Jamie was no slut. She was so innocent looking, so girlish, so honestly horny, that it blew his mind. He'd never dreamed that his best student would come up to him, and that was what made it so intensely arousing.

  "Yeah, honey, suck hard," he groaned.

  Jamie was making an obscene wet sucking and slurping noise as she savored his cream. Her excitement mounted steadily, and as it did, she sucked his cock faster and harder. Tom could tell she hadn't given many blow-jobs, yet he could see that she had a natural talent.

  She was shameless in her hunger for his fuck cream. She sucked hard to get the scum, then rolled the slime around in her mouth and savored the taste before swallowing. She acted as though she wanted to gorge herself on the stuff. Well, soon she would, because he couldn't hold back his orgasm much longer.

  "Jamie, honey, I'm gonna come," he warned.

  "Mmmmm-hmmmmm," she moaned, letting him know she was starved for his load.

  She was drooling all over his big throbbing boner as she waited for that sizzling mouthful of cream. She sucked harder and harder, and Tom gripped the edge of his desk and groaned in ecstasy. Then all of a sudden his prick seemed to explode in her mouth. One minute he was groaning, and the next minute her mouth was flooded with his thick boiling jizz.

  "Eat it, baby, aaaagggghhhhh!" he yelled. "Uuummmmm, mmmmm!" Jamie moaned. She was gulping his come as fast as she could, but he was coming so hard that she couldn't keep up. Come spurted from the corners of her lips and ran down her chin. She gulped and gulped, till finally his wet cock slipped from her lips.

  "Jesus," he sighed, "that was fantastic. I haven't gotten off like that in a long time. You deserve a nice reward for that, honey." Jamie agreed. She leaped to her feet and exclaimed, "Yeah, Tom, will you fuck me?" He groaned. "Oh, baby, I wish I could, but I gotta draw the line somewhere. The classroom is too dangerous a place for that. How about coming over to my apartment tonight? Could you get away without your parents suspecting anything?"

  "Sure," Jamie beamed, "I'll just tell them I'm going to study at the city library."

  "Great." He grinned. "And meanwhile, just to keep you happy, I'll eat your pussy." Jamie squealed with delight and let him help her up on the desk. He arranged her on her back, with her ass and heels right at the edge and her legs spread wide. He stood there and ogled her cute teenage pussy. The opening of her cunt was incredibly small.

  "Are you a virgin, Jamie?" he asked.

  "Not since yesterday," she said.

  She didn't volunteer any more information, and Tom didn't pry. He just wished he'd gotten to her a day earlier. He'd have loved to be the first guy to get his cock into her. However, he wasn't complaining. He lowered his face toward her steaming slit and stuck out his tongue.

  "Oooooo, yesssss," Jamie gurgled as his big wet tongue made electric contact with her supersensitive gash.

  He lashed his tongue all over her slit, coating her pussy with his hot saliva and giving her rush after rush of pleasure. Jamie couldn't imagine a more exquisite sensation. She closed her eyes and gripped the side of the desk and gurgled in ecstasy as her biology teacher tongued her from clit to asshole.

  "Ohhh, fuck, I love it," she gurgled, "I just love it."

  After exploring her little slit with his tongue, he zeroed in on the most sensitive spot of all. She sobbed with delight when he started circling her swollen clit with the stiff tip of his tongue. It was almost more pleasure than she c ould take.

  She creamed helplessly, and the molten liquid overflowed her cunt and puddled on the desk.

  "Unnhhh, Tom, don't stop," she moaned, "make me come that way, honey."

  "I know an even better way," he told her.

  He folded back the lightly-furred lips of her cunt and jammed his lips around her clit. As he started sucking her off, Jamie thought she was going to black out with pleasure and moaned. She arched her body and shoved her clit as hard as she could between his lips.

  "Oooooo, yeah, suck meeee!" she wailed.

  Tom wasn't at all uptight about them being overheard. He often made it with students after class, and he'd been careful to investigate the janitors' schedules. He sucked harder and faster on Jamie's violently throbbing clit, and she squealed even louder. He loved getting girls off that way.

  Jamie was sobbing and gasping and creaming all over his face as he sucked her to the brink of climax. She figured she'd never get tired of having her pussy sucked. She wished it could go on for hours. But the pleasure was so intense that she couldn't stand it another second.

  "Ohhhhh, fuck, honey, unnnggghhhh! I'm coming!" she yelled.

  She was coming so hard, in fact, that Tom couldn't keep his lips on target. Instead he had to hold her to keep her from rolling off the desk as she thrashed and writhed in powerful orgasmic convulsions. He watched the pearly come-cream shoot from her cunt.

  He had never seen a girl come so hard. But it figured, because this one had bottled up all her natural sex urges for her whole life. Now the floodgates of her lust had been opened, and she had to satisfy those lusts. She couldn't be coy or play games about it. Her need was too urgent.

  As she was just coming down from the bodyrocking orgasm, Tom thrust his face between her legs again and lodged his tongue in her cunt. He took her legs and swung them up over his shoulder, then drove his stiff tongue to her womb. He began to fuck her with the wet slab of meat.

  "Ohhhh, shit, fuck, yessss," Jamie wailed, "fuck me with your tongue, honey, I love it!"

  Tom felt his cock start to stiffen, and he reminded it that it would have to wait a few hours. He'd never fucked a student in his classroom, and he wasn't going to start now. But he wanted to get Jamie off really good before she left, so that she'd come to his apartment tonight eager for more.

  He tongue-fucked her boiling little pussy faster and harder by the second, while she clawed the desk and sobbed in ecstasy. Each thing he did to her felt better than the last, and all of them were wonderful. Jamie could never get enough of this man.

  "Harder," she sobbed, "do it to me as hard as you can, Tom, make me come."

  Tom hammered his big stiff tongue in her red-hot little cunt, and she closed her eyes and sailed into orbit. The orgasm began in the steaming depths of her pussy and exploded out to shake her whole body. She soaked Tom's face with huge helpless blasts of molten come-cream.

  "Ahhhh, yeah, I'm coming, whaaahhhhh!" she wailed.

  Tom tongued her hard through her orgasm, reaming out her hot tangy cream. Again Jamie thought she might black out, it felt so great. It was a full minute before she stopped bucking and writhing. As she went limp, Tom let her down on the desk and grinned at her.

  "Get enough for now?" he asked.

  "Wow, I guess," Jamie panted.

  "Good," he said. "Can you be at my place around eight?"

  "Nothing could stop me," Jamie assured him.

  She wasn't kidding. A whole evening of love-making with her hunk of a teacher sounded like heaven. The lusty teenager hummed to herself all the way home.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  Jamie often went to the city library to study in the evenings, so her parents didn't think anything of it when she left the house. She'd told them she might be home very late.

  Then she hurried through the alleys to the modern apartment building where Tom Trent lived. Being careful that nobody was around, she took the stairs instead of the elevator and went to the fifth floor. She'd only knocked once when Tom opened the door.

  "Right on time," he said with a grin.

  He ushered her into the apartment and locked the door. Jamie took one quick look around at the neatly furnished bachelor place, then turned to ogle her biology teacher, who was wearing a short bathrobe and apparently nothing else.

  "Jamie," he said, "before we get started, there's something I have to say, for my own protection. If you should ever tell anybody about this, I'd have to say you're crazy."

  "Oh, I understand, Tom," she said. "I'd never tell anybody. I don't want to spoil a good thing."

  "Fine," he said. "Let's go to the bedroom."

  His suggestion was abrupt, but Jamie was ready. All she'd thought about since leaving school that day was fucking Mr. Trent. She could hardly wait. She followed him eagerly to his bedroom and eyed the enormous king-sized bed. Tom untied his robe and shrugged it off. Her hunch was right. He wasn't wearing anything underneath it.

  Jamie stared at his stiffening cock till he said, "Hey, honey, aren't you going to take off your clothes?"

  "Oh, sure," Jamie chirped.

  She started throwing her clothes in every direction, stripping with no self-consciousness at all. Tom enjoyed the view. It had been so tantalizing and frustrating this afternoon in the biology lab when Jamie stripped and he couldn't go all the way with her. He loved girlish teenage bodies.

  Jamie was very slender, yet she had curves in all the right places. Her apple-sized tits were round and bouncy, yet high-riding. Her pouting mound was lightly furred with brown curls. Tom felt his cock mushrooming to its full dimensions as he imagined how fantastically tight the girl's cunt must be.

  "So you were a virgin till yesterday?" he chuckled.

  "That's right," Jamie confirmed.

  "Good, good," he murmured as he steered her over to the bed.

  She was glad he hadn't quizzed her any further, because she wasn't going to tell who'd taken her cherry. Just as she'd assured Tom she'd never rat on him, she wouldn't rat on Mr. Bennett or any other lover she might have. It had to be that way if she was going to fuck her teachers.

  She slid onto the bed and into Tom's embrace. It felt like a delicious electric shock when their naked bodies met full-length. He kissed her and slid his tongue into her mouth, and Jamie creamed like crazy. She darted her tongue over his, and she felt his big hard cock buck against her belly.

  There really wasn't any reason for foreplay. Both Jamie and her teacher were hot for action. They'd been thinking about fucking each other for hours now. As they broke their steamy kiss, Jamie rolled onto her back, bent her knees, and opened her legs wide.

  "And just what are you doing?" Tom asked.

  Wasn't it obvious? "I want you to fuck me, Tom," Jamie panted.

  "And I wanta fuck you, honey," he said, "but everybody does it that way. It's the most common position in the world. Why don't we do it different?"