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Payback
by Ann Douglas
(ann_douglas@hotmail.com)
Part Three
In the long run, it was Jim's good fortune
that he was incapable of expressing himself at that
moment. Had he been able to, he would have
promised Michelle the world, gave her the picture,
the negative, and anything else she desired. And
most of all, he would've asked for no more in
return. It would've been his great loss because his
Teacher was far from finished with her new boy
toy.
"I'm sure you'll be able to rectify that
situation quick enough," Michelle said as she ran
her hand along the underside of his now limp dick.
"That's another thing I just remembered what I
used to like about young men. In the meantime,
I'm sure we can find a few other ways to keep
ourselves busy."
Dropping his cock from her hand, the
redhead threw her arms around Jim's neck and
kissed him. A kiss just as fiery and aggressive as
the blow job she had just performed on him. He
felt the crush of her lips against his, and the press
of her tongue as she pushed it into his mouth.
With it, he found the tangy saltiness of his own
climax, the residue of which still rested on her
tongue. It was an intrusion of which he couldn't
imagine complaining of. On the whole, the
presence of her tongue thrashing against his
seemed an even more erotic act that having his
cock in her mouth.
Even as Michelle continued to roughly
explore his mouth, Jim could feel the soft press of
her breasts against his chest. He reached up and
took hold of the thin straps of her outfit, sliding
them off her shoulders. As more and more of her
flesh became visible, his heart raced fasted and
fasted. By the time the soft globes of her breasts
came into view, he was afraid his heart was going
to burst. The thin outfit then slid to the floor,
revealing the woman in all her naked splendor.
"Suck them!" Michelle whispered into his
ear as she felt his lustful eyes on her mounds.
She released her hand on the back of his
neck and guided his mouth to her breasts. His lips
closed on her nipples, using his tongue the way
Heather had shown him the night they'd spent
together. Michelle seemed pleased by his efforts
as she guided him to her other breast.
The tall woman took hold of the sides of
Jim's shirt and pulled it up and over his head,
revealing a smooth, almost hairless body. She ran
her long fingers across his chest, rubbing his own
nipples with her fingers. A sigh mixed with both
surprise and delight came from Jim as Michelle
replaced her fingers with her lips and tongue.
With quick, wet motions, she demonstrated a
lesson far more valuable than the one Heather had
taught him.
She continued down his chest, using her
hand, lips and tongue. New life emerged from his
young manhood, buoyed by her rising passion.
Michelle helped strip away the last of his clothing,
until he was as naked as she. The redhead pressed
him down onto his back, until he was laying on
the hard wood floor. The she climbed on top of
him.
Michelle reached down and took hold of
his cock, pleased at its renewed hardness. She
guided it between her legs, placing it at the
entrance of her now wet pussy. She looked into
his eyes, savoring the expectation found there.
Still holding his cock, she pressed hard
against it, feeling him slip inside of her. Jim's
reaction was music to her ears as she dropped
lower until his manhood filled her.
Michelle didn't give him much time to
react to the warm, wet pressure surrounding his
cock. She immediately began to rise up and
down, repeating the sensations she had earlier
produced with her mouth, but on a much grander
scale. Faster and faster she moved, as he gripped
her body with his hands, using his strength to hold
them together.
"Oh yes Miss Ferguson!" he called out.
"Fuck me! Fuck me so hard!"
The sound of her name on his lips drove
her even harder, slamming her body down again
and again. Each time, it drew a second eruption
closer and closer. Minutes passed like brief
moments and Jim soon exploded once more.
Now it was Michelle's turn to cry out as
she felt his wetness fill her. It also triggered her
own orgasm which while wasn't as intense as the
young man below her had just enjoyed, was quite
pleasing none the less.
As before, Michelle pumped him until he
had no more to give. Then she just laid naked on
top of him for a while, allowing the sweat of their
exertions to mix together.
Michelle finally climbed off him and
wrapped herself in a robe. She excused herself
while he put his own clothes back on. When she
emerged from the bathroom, Jim was already
dressed.
"I assume that I'll find the negative for that
photograph on my desk tomorrow," she said in a
tone in which she tried to act as if what had just
passed between them had been nothing more than
a business transaction. "Despite our differences,
I've never know you to be a liar."
"The negative is yours." Jim smiled with
satisfaction. "I do keep my word."
"Then I guess we need have nothing more
to do with each other." Michelle said with just a
touch of regret in her voice.
Jim started for the door, then paused and
looked around. Michelle was surprised and
almost glad he stopped.
"As long as we're back on a business
relationship," he said in tone almost identical to
Michelle's. "When do you want to discuss the
other photographs."
"Other photographs?" Michelle asked in
surprise. "There are other photographs?" she
added, this time with anger.
"Another thirty five actually," Jim said. "I
had a full roll in the camera."
"You never said there were other
photographs."
"You never asked."
Michelle looked at him and realized she
actually hadn't. In all her shock and confusion
when confronted with the first one, it hadn't
occurred to her that there might be more.
"So when do you want to discuss the
other's?" Jim asked, a slight smile on the corner
of his lips.
Michelle took a deep breath and then said
in resignation. "How bout next Monday?"
Jim thought about it and did some quick
math. There were thirty five pictures and thirty
seven weeks of school left. This would work out
just about right.
With a wide smile he said that next
Monday would be just fine.
After Jim had left, Michelle stood there
staring at the door. She couldn't believed this
seventeen year old kid had outsmarted her. At
this rate, it would take her all year to get them
back.
Yet, the more she thought about, the less
she seemed to mind. With a smile again on her
face, she headed for the shower, thinking that next
week couldn't come quick enough.
END
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