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From: Black Demon <natas@aloha.net>
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Subject: {ASSM} Classroom Conquest - II (m/f, n/c)
Date: Fri,  2 Mar 2001 20:10:03 -0500
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                   Classroom Conquest - II (m/f, n/c)
                                   By
                              Black Demon


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                          Standard Disclaimer!
          This is a fictional story intended for Adults only!
                 _______________________________________

    Teaching an advanced math class in the high school was quite
challenging for Diane Wilson, yet quite rewarding to see the young
teenagers progress and move on to the college level.  At the age of 30,
Diane had been teaching at the high school for the past five years and
was very popular among the students, while respected by the other
teachers.  She was happily married to her husband Dan and they had a
joyful little 6 year boy, John who was in elementary school.

    The teens these days seemed so matured as compared to when she had
attended high school.  Thus, Diane enjoyed dealing with them on an adult
level and was so glad she had chosen this level to teach versus the
younger kids in middle school.  She had always felt at ease in teaching
her classes, enjoying the way the students responded to her manner of
teaching and their willingness to learn.  At ease in her classes up
until her last class that she had this year.

    Diane didn't know why she felt so queasy and nervous whenever she
spoke to the brash and rough looking teenager, especially since he was
always polite and respectful to her.  Perhaps it was the way in which he
commanded the respect among his peers, appearing older and much more
matured than those in his peer group.   The teenage girls were head over
heels for him, while the guys didn't dare question or stand up to him.
Whenever she spoke to the young man, Diane felt as if she was one of the
teenage girls and felt her heart flutter when she looked upon his
handsome features.

    Perhaps Diane's queasiness stemmed from the other week when she
happened to overhear a conversation of a few girls comparing their
exhilarating dates with the handsome teenage stud.  One fact that the
girls all agreed about as the giggled was that the matured teen was far
better built that any of his peers.  All the girls had commented what a
stud the teen idol was, sticking it to them hard, fucking them with all
his might till they had screamed in climax.  Each girl admitted or
bragged that the handsome stud been the best ever and each of them just
loved how he took them like a caveman would.

    Many a time, Diane wished that her husband Dan would not be mild
mannered man that he was, putting up with her deliberate excuses at
times to see if she could frustrate him.  But Dan never complained with
her feeble 'headache' excuse nor the 'not in the mood' one.  How she
wished that he would just grab her when she gave him a feeble excuse,
throw her onto the bed and satisfy his lust on her body.  The last two
love sessions with Dan in the standard missionary position, Diane had
closed her eyes and pretended that the handsome teenage stud in her
class was lying heavily upon her, forcing himself deep into her, causing
her to shudder and reach a forbidden climax.

    Cory Scott, at the age of 17, stood at 6'3" and was a solid 210
lbs., with long wavy black hair.  He had always towered over his peer
group from his early teens and had always been looked up to due to his
self-confidence in whatever he did.  He loved the attention that the
girls gave him, knowing he could date any of the girls he chose and best
of all knew that the girl would put out for him.  What the girls loved
was the fact that he never did 'kiss and tell', thus letting them keep
their reputations if they desired.  But he was amazed at how many of the
girls did let it be known that he had bopped them good, flaunting the
fact like a badge of honor.

    Ever since Cory had nailed his first piece of ass at the age of
thirteen, he looked at every pretty girl with the thought of bedding
her.  He thought back to when he was fourteen and a freshman at the high
school.  It was then that he realized that the beautiful blonde living a
few doors down from him was the head cheerleader.  He had often seen
Jennifer Sanders with her long blonde hair in the neighborhood but with
her being three years older, he had always felt like a kid to her.  With
his physical stature and self-confidence now growing and the young girls
beginning to flock around him, even lovely Jennifer would stop to chat
with.

    It was that fall of his freshman year when the high school football
team had won its first league championship.  Jennifer had been dating
the captain of the team, who was the team's star running back.  Just
prior to the end of the game, Jennifer's boyfriend got hit pretty hard
and it looked like a possible broken leg, thus he was carted off by
ambulance to the hospital.  After the game, Jennifer drove to the
hospital to visit her boyfriend and then returned to campus to meet up
with rest of the cheerleaders and players to celebrate the
championship.  Naturally some students smuggled in some wine and beer
for the big celebration.

    Depressed that her boyfriend was in the hospital recuperating,
Jennifer drank a few beers, way more than what she had ever consumed
before.  She was feeling a bit tipsy and in a far happier mood as
midnight approached.  She then saw her young handsome neighbor, a boy
she had looked upon as just a little kid now was in high school with her
and the dream of all the girls.  And when Cory Sanders had greeted her
and hugged her, she had melted right into his arms.  All thoughts of her
boyfriend laying in the hospital bed went from her mind as she laughed
with Cory and rested her head on his broad shoulder.

    Being woozy from the drinks, Jennifer offered a ride home in her car
but that he had to drive.  Jennifer had seeing Cory driving about in his
brother's car but was not aware that he didn't even have a license.  On
the drive home, Cory put his arm around the lovely Jennifer, drawing her
to him so her head rested upon his shoulder.  As they approached the
street where they lived, Cory turned off on the street that led to the
small neighborhood park where he often hung out.

    Jennifer was the first older girl that had fallen under Cory's charm
but she certainly would not be the last.  When he had parked her car in
a nice deserted area, he nuzzled up to the young beauty, who eagerly
began responding to his passionate kisses.  Soon they were exchanging
kisses in the back seat.  In no time at all, Cory had Jennifer's green
cheerleading outfit lying on the floor of the backseat.  It was
certainly a night to remember for Cory, hearing the head cheerleader
squeal as he stuck his long thick cock into her tight pussy that had
never experienced anything like it before.  Jennifer would certainly
remember the night that the freshman stud stuck it her, especially when
she would discover six weeks later that she had been 'knocked up' by the
young stud.

    Whenever Cory saw the high school's star running back limping about
campus, he couldn't help but to chuckle.  With the bad break of his leg,
his football days were over and now he had learned that he had fathered
a baby with his beautiful girlfriend.  With Jennifer due in mid-summer,
they were to be married once they graduated from high school.  Instead
of running around with a football in hand, he'd be running around to
keep up with a little one.  Thinking back to that year, Cory smiled as
he remembered that Jennifer could not get enough of his cock and
continued fucking him even after she had convinced her boyfriend that he
had been the one to do the deed.  Even after Jennifer's wedding, Cory
still managed to slip his trusty tool into her whenever the mood
struck.  A few months after baby Jon was borne, Jennifer was pregnant
again with her second child.

    That year was quite a memorable one.  Being neighbors with Jennifer,
though the three year age difference, he was now always at her home
visiting.  Her parents thought it was because they attended the same
high school and had become close friends since they lived a few doors
away.  Cory had admired the beautiful Mrs. Eileen Sanders ever since he
could remember seeing her the first time.  He had to admit that Mrs.
Eileen Sanders and her daughter Jennifer could pass as sisters if they
dressed alike.  Of course, Mrs. Sanders was always dressed eloquently
and appeared quite the sophisticated woman she was.

    Many a time, Cory sneaked over to the Sanders' home to give Jennifer
a quick but satisfying fuck.  On a several occasions, he had surprised
Jennifer when she was alone in the house with the baby, taking her to
satisfy his lust.  Each time Jennifer had feigned her struggles, acting
as if she was being raped and fought him all the way, bringing each of
them to a mind-shattering climax.  It was a sexual game they enjoyed
immensely, always kissing and hugging afterwards when then would then
engage in a more slow and natural coupling.

    Cory knew that Jennifer's teenage husband was working a summer job
to help pay the bills while they lived at the home of Jennifer's
parents.  Seeing the Sanders' car pull out, he watched as the car with
two occupants drive on by.  As the summer was rather boring, Cory was
horny as ever and needed a quick fuck.  Slipping through the back yards
of the adjoining homes, he smiled as he observed the beautiful figure
with her back toward him, dressed in a pair of shorts and a blouse, with
her silky blonde hair flowing to her shoulders as she reached up to hang
up some baby clothes.   He was getting a stiff hardon as he gazed upon
her flawless milky white legs, so trim and perfect.

    Smiling, Cory crept up next to the unsuspecting beauty.  As his prey
bent forward to get more clothing to hand up from the basket, he reached
forward to cover her mouth with one hand and pushed her onto her knees.
With his other hand, he easily snapped the button to the front of her
shorts off and swiftly pushed down her shorts and lacy white panties.
Then his hand slipped under her blouse and pushed her loose bra up and
began to caress her stiffening nipples.

    He just loved the fight she was putting up this time, as if she
really wanted to get away, to save herself from his sexual attack.  Her
struggles and her muffled protests seemed so real that his cock was
primed and rock hard.  "Ah, Jenny ................yeah, baby ..............gonna ream you
out good ..............gonna fuck you real good ................oh, baby ................gonna make
us another baby!" Cory groaned as he fitted his cockhead between her
tight cunt lips.  Pushing his cockhead in a bit, it was such a tight fit
that caused him to groan out "Oh, baby ..................you're so fucking tight
.........................thought I reamed you out good last week ...............baby, feels like
you haven't had a cock in you for ages ...............yeah, baby ..........gonna stretch
you out good again!"

    "Yeah, baby .............fight me!  Fight me .....................I love it!  Yeah, I know
you like it rough and hard!" Cory challenged.  He just loved the way
that Jennifer got into it, struggling with all her might against him,
her moans and groans muffled by his clamped palm.  "Here it is, bitch!"
he yelled as he shoved his thick cock into her resisting love slit.

    "Mmmmmmmmphhhhhhhhh ....................mmfffffffff ...............ahhhhhhhh
...........mfffffffff!" came the muffled scream in response to the brutal
plunge.  Then the once resisting cuntlips relaxed and began clenching
and unclenching around Cory's plunging shaft.  Now the blonde beauty
began to move back as the cock lunged into her, trying to get it in as
deeply as possible.  Faster and faster, up to jackhammer speed the
fucking became, each one desperate to reach their climax.

    Cory was getting ready to cum and he could feel the lovely beauty
beneath him shudder as she neared her orgasm.  Feeling the soft trim
body shiver and shudder as the orgasm approached, he released his hand
covering her mouth.  "Oh, Godddddd .....................oh, Goddddddddd ...................oh,
yesssss ...............yessssssssssss ..................fuck me ..............fuck me ....................yes
......yes ..........cum .............cum in me!" came the desperate plea from the well
fucked beauty as she shuddered in her climax.

    "Oh, baby .................yeah, gonna fuck another baby in your little
tummy!  Let that jerk of a husband think its his again!  Oh, baby
.......................gonna cum ......................gonna fill you up!  Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Cory yelled as his cock exploded and spurt after spurt of his thick jism
filled her fertile womb.  Then they both collapsed to the ground with
Cory still atop her and his cock still embedded in her tight snatch.

    Moments later, in the aftermath of that fantastic fuck, Cory teased
her earlobe with a probing tongue.  He was taken aback when he heard her
sobbing softly.  "What's the matter, Jenny?  Did I hurt you?" he
inquired, as his shrinking cock slipped out with a slight 'pop'.  He
lifted up a bit and turned her over to see if she was hurt.  He looked
down at the her pained and sobbing face, then groaned "Oh, my God!  Mrs.
Sanders!  Mrs. Sanders!"  A cold shiver of fear coursed throughout his
body as he realized what he had just done.  He had just raped the
beautiful Mrs. Eileen Sanders.  His life just flashed through his mind,
figuring that was going to jail for a hell of a long time.

    Looking down at the sobbing woman, his heart sank at the pain he had
caused her.   "I .........I'm so sorry, Mrs. Sanders .................I ........I ........didn't
know it was you!" he apologized, then shuddered at the thought that he
had told her all she needed to know that he was really the father of her
daughter's baby.  Seeing the beautiful Mrs. Sanders curled up in the
fetal position, sobbing, Cory felt so fucking bad at what he had just
done to her by force.

    Reaching down, Cory pulled up her panties and torn shorts to cover
her, then lifted her up into his arms and carried her into her home.  He
told the weeping woman "I'm so sorry, Mrs. Sanders!  Don't worry, I'll
turn myself in to the police for what I've done to you!  I'll call for
the police and have them come here to arrest me!"  Making his way to the
master bedroom, Cory gently lay the sobbing Mrs. Sanders down upon her
bed.  With his concern only for her, Cory did not realize that he was
without any clothing as he went to the master bath to get a wet towel.
Returning to the bedside, he began to wipe of the dirt that had gotten
onto her face and arms when she had collapsed onto the ground.

    Once he had wiped the dirt from her, Cory sadly told her that he'd
make the phone call to the police and tell them of his raping her.  As
he stood to reach over to the phone on the night stand, he was suddenly
stopped by a soft tender hand upon his thigh.  "Cor ...........Cory ..........!
Don't .......don't ..........don't call the police!" Mrs. Sanders whispered.

    Cory was stunned and replied "But ...........but, Mrs. Sanders ..........I ........I
raped you!  It's all my fault!  Don't worry, I'll tell the police the
truth ..............that I grabbed you from behind and forced myself upon you!"
He then gasped when the tender hand on his thigh moved to grasp his
dwindled cock and began jerking upon him, causing him to moan "Oh, God,
Mrs. Sanders!  Stop, please!  Oh, God .........stop or I won't be able to
control myself!"  "Ohhh .........ahhhhhh!" he moaned as his cock began to
swell as the petite fist began to jerk upon his manhood.

    "Cory ............Cory, you've got a whole life to look forward to
..........you're too young to go to jail!  It was wrong what you did ...........but
..............but I ............I've never had an orgasm like that before!  Cory
.............make love to me again ..............make me feel like ........like a real
woman!" she stammered as she gripped him tighter and pulled him to her.
Turning to her side, she told Cory "I ....I've never .............never done this
before .........!"  Then her pink lips opened to engulf his pulsing cockhead.

    Throughout the remainder of that day, the lovely Mrs. Eileen Sanders
and her young teenage stud fucked and sucked each other till both were
physically drained.  As the day came to a close, with the trim naked
body of the young wife tightly entwined around her teen lover, she
begged him "Oh, yes ...........yes .........deeper .......deeper ........oh, lover
...........you're so long  ........and ........bigggggggg!  Fuck me, Cory .........oh, fuck
meeeeee .............give me your baby ............give me a cute baby like Jennifer's
...........knock me up, Cory!"  Never had the Sanders' marital bed rocked and
rolled to such a feverish pitch, with the headboard constantly pounding
against the bedroom wall.  Never had the beautiful wife ever received
such a pounding and never so many orgasms in just one day alone, let
alone the amount of potent spunk that flooded her womb.

    From that eventful day, the women in the Sanders' residence were at
Cory's beck and call, dropping everything for a chance to be with their
young teen stud.  In the same week that Jennifer Sanders gave birth to
her second child, cute little Jenny, Mrs. Eileen Sanders also gave birth
to a cutie named Cori Sanders.  Both little girls would be like sisters,
brought up in the same home and especially since each little one sharing
genes from the same father.  Cory was now on a roll and he just loved
little babies, especially making them, and he was determined make as
little ones as possible.

    Over the next three years, many beautiful young teenage girls fell
under the charms of the young Cory Scott.   It was a good thing that a
new gynecologist moved into the area, as the baby boom was quite
noticeable.  Not only among the high school teens did the pregnancy rate
rise, but it seemed that many mothers with teenage daughters seemed to
be starting a new round of child bearing.  Several times both mother and
daughter had back to back appointments with their gynecologist to be
certain that the babies they were carrying were doing well.

    It seemed that whenever Cory dated a beautiful young teen, that
beautiful girl was not the only one's virtue at state.  If she had an
attractive mother, Cory would make it a point to drop on by when the
young girl was out on an event.  Once he got the lovely young mother
alone, his irresistible charm had her defenses down completely and she
too was his for the taking.  It just seemed that taking a beautiful and
faithful wife on her marital bed just added that much more spice to the
conquest.  On various occasions, he had bedded both the beautiful mother
and daughter on the very same day.

    Everyday, Cory looked forward to being in the math class taught by
the beautiful Mrs. Wilson.  Sitting in the back of the room, he took in
her beauty, her milky white features even more highlighted by her long
flowing silky black hair.  How he wished he could somehow get to be
alone with his beautiful teacher, betting he could sure teach her a
thing or two in bed.  Seeing how she became nervous around him, he could
see that he had the same effect upon her as he did with all the other
women.   'God, how I'd like to grab her and stick it to her, make her
scream when I stretch out her tight little pussy! ' he thought.

    With all the students gone with the final bell, Diane went about
correcting papers and preparing her lesson plan for the following day.
Then she heard a tapping on the locked door.  She ignored it, as she had
repeatedly told students that once the doors were locked a half-hour
after the last class, she would not be answering the door otherwise
she'd never complete her work.

    At the insistent tapping at the door, Diane looked up and a shiver
went through her body as she saw the handsome Cory Scott smiling and
waving at her.  She knew that she should not get up and let this young
man in, not let him be alone with her in the classroom.  Swallowing
hard, she hesitantly stood up against her better judgment walked to the
locked door, knowing that if it was any other student she would not be
doing so.  'God, why are you letting this young man in?  You know he
makes you go weak in the knees!' she told herself.

    Opening the door a bit, Diane inquired as to what Cory wanted and
was advised that he had forgotten a book in his desk.  Nervously, Diane
walked to the chalkboard and began to clean it.  "Please turn the lock
on the door as you leave, Cory!" she advised the young teen as he walked
to his desk.  Her breathing was labored from the excitement of being
alone with this handsome young man.  But she could not let her emotions
show, concentrating on the task at hand to calm her nerves.

    Cory had walked to his desk and retrieved the book that he had
'purposely' forgotten so he had an excuse to return to the classroom.
He let his gaze travel up and down the sexy body of his beautiful
teacher, taking in her trim body clad in a neat light green dress, sexy
white legs as she stood in her 3" black heels.  He took in her small
petite frame of 5'3" and 114 lbs.  "Thanks, Mrs. Wilson!" he called out
as he opened the door, turning the lock and closing the door loudly.

    Breathing a deep sigh of relief, Diane felt so relieved that the
handsome young man had left the classroom.  She had felt so giddy, just
like one of the teeney bobbers who had a crush on the young stud rather
than the young man's high school teacher who should show her
sophisticated upbringing and stature.  More so, she should be far above
the giddy schoolgirl stage, especially being married and having a young
son.

    A moment later she was done with erasing the chalkboard, Diane took
a deep breath as she could now return to completing her lesson plans.
Turning about, she gasped as she looked at the large figure looming
above her.  So oblivious in her concentration on cleaning the chalkboard
and trying to keep her emotions in check, she had heard Cory's 'Thank
you!' and the closing of the door.  She had not realized that he had
remained in the classroom, had not heard his deft movements as he had
circled around her to where he now stood.

    "Co .......Cory!  Wh .........what are you still doing here?  I ..........I thought
you left already!" Diane stammered.  Shocked by the tall muscular teen,
she stepped back and she then had her back up against the chalkboard.
"You ........you must leave, Cory ................now!" Diane breathed, her
nervousness obviously apparent, her hands held up in front of her.

    Brazenly, showing all the self-confidence in the world, Cory looked
into her beautiful hazel eyes then spoke "You're so beautiful, Mrs.
Wilson!  I dream of you every night, Mrs. Wilson!"  Reaching up with one
hand, he caressed one of her soft outstretched arms and stepped forward
till his muscular chest met the palms of her hands.  Reaching forward,
Cory slowly unbuckled the thin black belt around the waist of the
nervous teacher, pulling the belt off and letting it fall to the floor.

    Speechless, hands upon the chest of the young stud, she looked at he
handsome teen as she felt his hands move up to the front of her dress.
Then the buttons were being undone one at a time, till all the buttons
were opened down the front of her dress.  Without resistance, she let
the brazen youth push her outstretched arms down to her sides.  Then the
strong hands were upon her shoulders, her dress being pushed off her
shoulders to puddle in a heap upon her black heels.  She tried
desperately to find her voice, she pleaded "Please .........please, Cory
................please stop!"

    Her breasts in a thin lacy white bra was the only item that
separated her sensitive breasts from the teenage hands that cupped and
fondled them.  This bra had a clasp in the front but Cory knew gentle
loving touches were not what his beautiful teacher desired.  He knew she
wanted a 'real' man to take her.  Gripping the thin connecting strap in
both hands, he pulled and snapped the metal hooks that held the lacy bra
cups together.

    Diane gasped loudly as her bra snapped in the teen's strong hands, a
shiver coursing through her as his masculine hands her upon her bared
breasts, her sensitive nipples being caressed and flicked to rigid
attention.  "Oh, God, Cory ..........nooooo!" she moaned as he bent down to
capture a sensitive bud into his hot wet mouth.  Her hands went up to
clutch at his long wavy hair, her back arched up to let him suckle at
her stiff nipples.  She panted for breath as her nipples were tongued,
feeling the hands at her waist rolling her silky panties down over her
trim hips.

    Then Cory was planting a passionate kiss on his teacher's sweet
tender lips, his tongue dipping between her lips and feeling her tongue
move up to play with his, with his free hands unbuckling his pants to
let it fall to the floor.  When the kiss finally broke, he began to
tease her ear with his hot tongue then nipped at her earlobe, whispering
"I'm going to show how a 'real' man makes love to a woman like you!"
Then he felt her soft hands pulling his t-shirt up and pressed her naked
body up against him.  Quickly, Cory shed his shirt, then he reached down
to grasp his beautiful teacher's soft asscheeks in his hands.

    Lifting the petite beauty up, he felt her cross her legs over his
hips and lock her heels around him.  He had lifted her up a foot in the
air, right in line with his throbbing cock, her lacy white panties
dangling from a heel.  He felt her arms encircle his neck as they again
engaged in another passionate kiss.  Holding her firmly in one hand, he
adjusted his pulsing cockhead into position.  His cockhead was now
rubbing up and down the slick groove of her womanhood, then he whispered
to her "Gonna fuck you good, teach!  Gonna nail you to the wall, teach!"

    Teacher and student were intimately entwined, standing a few inches
from the chalkboard.  Fortunately, no one peering in from the glass in
the doors could see them where they were standing.  In one motion, Cory
pushed his beautiful teacher up against the chalkboard and speared her
deeply in one thrusting motion.  "Ohhhhhhhh ................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh
.........................oh, Cory ...............you're toooooo biggggggggg!" came the cry in
response to his thrust.  He withdrew till only an inch remained, then
slammed forward again with all his might, burying his cock deep into her
womb.  It was a wild fuck, banging teen stud banging his beautiful
teacher against the blackboard on which she gave her lessons, only now
she was being taught what fucking was all about.  Fortunately the walls
of the school were of concrete, muffling the noise of student nailing
his beautiful teacher to the wall.

    "Ah .....ah .....ah .....ah ......ah .....pl ......please .................ohhhhhhhhhhh, God!"
Diane stammered as she was being fucked out of her mind, fucked by the
muscular teen stud who was literally nailing her to the classroom wall.
"Oh, Cory ............Cory ...............oh, fuck me ..........fuck me harder, Cory .................yes
.............yes ..............oh, I ......I'm cumminggggggg .......I'm cummingggggg!" she
panted as her butt banged continuously against the chalkboard that was
solidly attached to the concrete wall.  Then she was pinned up against
the wall, held there firmly by the long thick prong that was embedded
deep in her womb, filling her with its hot liquid glue.

    Moments later the two illicit lovers were still entwined upon the
classroom floor, lying upon the strewn clothing, still joined as no
teacher and student should be.  Then it appeared the reality of what had
just taken place set in with the shamed teacher as she tried to push the
muscular teen from her.  "Oh, Cory .........I'm so ashamed ..........how could I do
such a thing with you!" she  began to sob.  Then panic set in "Oh, my
God!  You ........you came in me!  Oh, gosh ........this is my worst time!"

    Chad smiled at the horror of his beautiful teacher's face, realizing
she had committed adultery on her husband by fucking her high school
student and worst yet she might just have gotten herself knock up.
Clutching her asscheeks firmly in both hands, he lunged forward and
began fucking her hard, pounding her ass onto the classroom floor.  "Oh,
teach, baby!  I'm going to fill ya up ........gonna knock you up with my
baby, honey!" he told her as he pump deeply into her love slit.  Feeling
her legs tighten around him again, her petite body shuddering in orgasm,
he unleashed another load of his baby making juice deep in her fertile
womb.

    It was just an hour ago that Diane Wilson had been a young faithful
wife, innocent and a bit naive.  If her husband or anyone in the school
could see her now, it would be obvious that she was no longer the
faithful wife and no longer na ve nor innocent.  Not with her being
totally naked except for her black heels and her lacy white panties
dangling from one ankle as he knelt upon her green dress lying upon the
classroom floor.

    In a daze from being so well-fucked, shaken by the numerous
mind-shattering orgasms, Diane had been pulled up into a kneeling
position by the handsome teen.  Then he had stepped in front of her and
wound his fingers in he long silky black hair.  She gasped as she
realized what his intent was 'Oh, my God!  He ....he wants to put his
thing in my mouth!'  She began panting for breath as she gazed upon the
throbbing shaft that had given her so much pleasure in the past hour,
watching it pump itself back up to its manly size.  Never before had she
done such a thing, always having refused her husband's pleas for such a
pleasure from her lips, telling him it was a 'filthy' thing to do.  "No
........Cory, no ............please .......I've never done ........no, please!" she
stammered pleadingly.

    Diane's eyes widened as she stared as the teen's cock throbbed
before her astonished face, watching as it grew in length and became as
thick as her wrist.  This was her first up close view of her teen
lover's manhood, her hands instinctively reaching up to warp her trim
fingers around the shaft although it was too thick for her fingers to
encircle it.  Her fingers tightened around his manhood as she breathed
in the rich aroma of their combined fuck juices, then she moved her head
about to brush her nose against the pulsing cockhead.  She became
intoxicated by the aroma wafting up from the teen's manhood, then her
soft pink lips parted as she bent forward to taste her very first 'man'.

    Cory groaned as his lovely teacher engulfed his throbbing cockhead
between her sweet lips.  "Oh, teach .........oh, baby ...........yeah!" he groaned
loudly as she began to take in more and more of his long sensitive
shaft.  He had experienced the pleasure of being blown off but this
suck-off felt so pleasurable, knowing that his cock was the very first
cock that was his beautiful teacher ever had between her sweet lips.
His hands held her tightly to him as he began to fuck in and out of her
tight lips.  The thought of being the first 'man' to she tasted had him
building to a quick climax, thrusting forward he buried his cock deeply
down her throat as he gripped her tightly to him, groaning "Ahhhh
...............ahhhhhh .............ohhhhh, teach ...........oohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Godddddddd!"

    Twenty minutes later, Diane was sitting on the classroom floor, her
crumpled green dress under her as she leaned over the trash can.  Her
stomach felt queasy, threatening to rebel against the cupful of the hot
slimy liquid that now filled her belly.  Her body shivered and shuddered
as she panted to breathe deeply in order to compose herself.  Over the
next ten minutes, Diane sat with her leaning into the trash can feeling
so ashamed at what she had done, betraying her husband and then doing
the unthinkable.  Yet, as the queasiness subsided, she wickedly felt
proud of herself for not throwing up her teen lover's essence.  She felt
proud that her teen lover had taken her like a caveman would for his
pleasure.  She had finally taken a 'man's' cock between her lips and let
him empty his balls down her throat, eating his manhood and proud that
she had managed to keep it all down.

    Finally Diane gathered enough strength to get up from the floor.
She looked down at her badly crumpled dress, groaning as she saw a large
dark and damp spot from the overflow of fuck-spend, with a puddle of
thick white jism in the middle.  Getting some paper towels, she wiped
her dress as best as she could.  Then she wiped the thick spend drooling
down her inner thighs, leaking from her widely stretched love slit.

    Putting her dress back on, Diane was glad that the dark damp spot
was on the front of her dress near her waist, an area she could cover
with her books.  She hoped that she didn't bump into any of the teachers
or students that she knew as she made her way down the hallway and out
to the school's parking lot.  She needed to get home right away,
desperately needed to cleanse out her fertile womb or might just have to
take maternity leave when the next school year began.

    Just as she was about to exit the school, she heard the principal
calling out to her to 'hold up a second'.  The principal caught up to
her and asked if she was feeling okay since she appeared a bit flushed,
then added "I hope none of the students are gotten to you already!"
Diane flushed even more at that remark, as one of her students had
certainly gotten to her, gotten right into her panties.  She felt so
uncomfortable, hoping that the principal did not notice her stained
dress and the fact that she was not wearing her bra.  Nervously, her
cunt muscles contracted, thoroughly drenching the paper towel she had
crumpled and stuffed into her stretched slit, hoping that the smell her
recent lustful mating would not be detected.  Not only had Cory taken
her as he desired, he had taken her bra and panties with him as he
trophies, putting her in this uncomfortable predicament.

    Over the next week, Diane felt so guilty and ashamed for what she
had done, betraying her loving husband with a forbidden affair with her
student.  She tried so hard to please her husband in every way, wanting
to make up for her unfaithfulness.  She had surprised Dan when she took
the initiative and clasped his cock in her fist and began to jerk him.
Then she had bent down to trace her tongue all over his throbbing
cockhead, wanting to please him with the blowjob that he had constantly
begged her for.  She would please him with her lips and mouth  for the
very first time, wanting to make up her infidelity to him.  Just as she
was about to capture his cockhead into her mouth, she was stunned when
she felt his cock jerk in her hand and then watched as it spurted its
juices high into the air.

    Diane had vowed never again to let herself succumb to the charms of
the handsome young teen.  She knew that he wanted to get her alone in
the classroom again but Diane quickly left at the end of each day for
the office to visit the other teachers, packing up her work to do it at
home.  She knew that if she were left alone with the handsome teen, she
would again melt in his arms and would be unable to resist his
advances.  The image of her student constantly crept into her mind but
she was determined not to give in to her weakness for him.

    It had now been two weeks since she had sordid affair with the
handsome teen.  On this Friday evening, Dan had come home and borrowed
her station wagon as he needed to pickup some large items from the
hardware store.  Then Diane got a call from her husband inquiring if she
was going to be home on Sunday when he was out golfing.  She indicated
that she was and inquired why.  Dan explained to her that her car was
sputtering quite a bit, stalling several times when he was leaving the
store and fortunately a nice teen happened along to assist him.  "Honey,
this boy knows a lot about cars and repairs cars as a hobby!  He's
available to work on it on Sunday and he just needs access to the car.
If it's okay and you'll be home, I'll set it up with him!  With the
regular mechanics off on weekends, it won't be safe for you to drive it
until its fixed!" Dan advised.  Diane agreed, not wanting to school
unless it was working properly.

    When Dan arrived home, he told her how fortunate he had been that
the young teenager happened along just at the right time.  "I know you
don't like strangers coming when you're alone but you can just leave the
garage door open for him.  He'll just ring the doorbell to let you know
he's here.  All you need to do is to open the garage door and he won't
need to come inside!  That boy knew so much about cars and he told me
the parts would be under $30.00 and he'd do it for $20.00 in labor!  I
was amazed how quickly he had the car running and more so that a
teenager would spend the time to help!" Dan advised.

    On Sunday morning Diane tried to entice Dan into lovemaking,
especially since their son was spending the night at the grandparents
and there was no need to get up early to make breakfast.  But Dan was
too anxious to get an early start out to the golf course in order to hit
a couple buckets of practice balls.  As Dan hurried to dress, Diane was
under the covers, with her eyes closed.  Her fingers slipped under her
lacy panties as she pictured the handsome teen lover.  As Dan came by
the bed to kiss her goodbye, he felt her body shiver and drew the covers
up higher for her.  He thought his lovely wife was merely cold from the
morning chill, certainly not due to an orgasm with the image of her teen
lover in her mind.

    Diane looked at the clock when Dan left at 7 a.m., thinking she'd
stay in bed for a while longer as the fellow coming to fix her station
wagon was not scheduled till 9:30 a.m.  It was just five minutes after
the garage door closed that the doorbell rang.  She thought it must be
Dan forgetting something and with the morning chill Diane put on her
robe over her nightgown.  Opening the door, her body shuddered as she
gazed up onto the face of her handsome teen lover.

    "I'm here to tune-up your car, Mrs. Wilson!  But first, I think
there's something else that needs a tune-up!  I believe I've brought all
the right tools, Mrs. Wilson!  See if this is the perfect tool!" Cory
advised, grasping her hand and drawing it to him.  "That's it, Mrs.
Wilson!  Adjust it till it's the right size!" he moaned as her fingers
rubbed up and down the bulge in his jeans.  Cory reached for the sash of
her robe and a moment later, the robe lay on the floor of the foyer.
Atop the robe lay the sheer baby blue negligee.  On the floor, a foot
away lay his teacher's lacy white panties that he had rolled off her
trim hips.  Picking up his beautiful teacher in his arms, kissing her
passionately with her arms tightly around his neck, he carried her back
to her marital bed.

    Cory knew a lot about cars, having tinkered with automobiles from
his early teenage years and having worked for his uncle's garage during
the summers.  It had just been by chance that he had been out to the
automotive supply shop that was next to the hardware store on Friday
night when he had recognized Mrs. Wilson's station wagon.  He had
watched the man in the car get out and go into the hardware store,
assuming that it must be Mrs. Wilson's husband.  With the car doors
open, Cory opened the hood and quickly had a couple of wires loosened.
Once that was done, everything thing worked out perfectly.

    On the Wilson's marital bed, teacher and student lay entwined about
each other the entire day.  Only on this day, the young teenager was the
'teacher', teaching the lovely Mrs. Diane Wilson the joys of unbridled
passion and lust.  The beautiful young wife was quite a willing student,
learning so much in just one day.  She learned what it was like to have
orgasm after orgasm, one fuck session after the other without the
pleasure giving cock ever leaving her love slit.  She learned what it
like to be 'eaten' by her young lover, then she showed her young lover
how much she loved the lesson he gave her the other week in the
classroom.  She teased his thick cockhead with her tongue, then sucked
in his long thick cock into her mouth, a pleasure her own husband was
yet to feel.

    In college, Diane had specialized in mathematics for her teaching
specialty but it was her high school student that taught her the most
important math lesson ever.  Her final lesson of the day combined two
lessons she had been taught into one, learning something she had never
learned in all the math classes she had taken.  It was her young student
who taught her the true significance of the number '69', the number that
immediately became her favorite.

    When Dan Wilson drove up into the garage, he got out of his car and
went to start up the station wagon.  It started up quickly and the
engine was purring.  Going into the house, he greeted his beautiful wife
who seemed to glow with happiness.  Diane told him she was so happy the
car was fixed and she wouldn't have to worry about driving to school
with it.  When he inquired if the $50.00 he had left was enough for the
car repairs or if she had to write a check, she told him that the boy
wasn't going to charge them anything since the part wasn't needed.
"Honey, that young man was so nice and he worked for hours tuning-up
everything that needed it.  I insisted that he take the $50.00 you left
for him, especially with all that physical labor he exerted!" Diane
advised.

    "Honey, do you know what a lube job is?" Diane inquired of her
husband.  When her husband acknowledged that he did, she advised him
"The young man said to tell you that's his specialty!"  Diane could
certainly attest to lube jobs being that young teen's specialty,
especially seeing how well he had performed the needed lube job in her
love slit, feeling his slick lubricant as she walked about.

    On Thursday evening, as Dan sat down to dinner, he was first greeted
by a kiss from his lovely wife.  Diane had prepared his favorite dish
for dinner and he looked forward to watching the professional basketball
game on television that evening.  Then his wife told him "Honey, that
young man that worked on the station wagon is actually a student at the
high school.  I bumped into him today at school and he was telling me
what a hard time he had preparing for the SAT exam that's coming up.
Since he was so nice in helping us last week, I told him to stop on by
after John goes to bed and I would help tutor him for an hour!"  Dan
told her that was fine as the teen was a nice young man and if she could
help him out it'd be great.

    Once John was off to bed, Dan was enjoying watching the game in the
den when the doorbell rang.  Diane told Dan "I'll get it!  It's probably
that young man Cory.  I'll tutor him in the study so the game won't
distract him and we won't disturb you.

    As Dan took a gulp from his cold can of beer in the den, his lovely
wife was in the study gulping down the hot nourishment that her young
lover began spurting into her sucking mouth.  The tutoring session was
entirely on math, concentration sole on all the joys and wonders of the
number '69'.


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