Sterling Harkins - Teacher's cocky students

It was the voices that first attracted my attention. Even before I located exactly where they were coming from, there was no doubt what was going on. No groaning or fast breathing yet, but lots of husky whispering and muted, secretive talking. Someone was about to do some serious fucking, that was for sure-or, at the very least, get in some hot mouth action or a little between the-legs finger work.

I dropped my suitcase where I stood, locked the door of my newly assigned room behind me so I wouldn't be interrupted, and headed for the window. Sure enough, there they were. A couple was on the grass right below my second-story window. There was plenty of shrubbery around them so they probably thought they were hidden completely, but they hadn't counted on being spied on from above. Especially by a teacher. I have to admit, though, that what I was seeing made me less and less aware of being Miss Millicent Ward, newly hired teacher at snooty Brightwater Free School, and more and more like being simply a healthy 25-year-old girl named Millie. I mean, Jesus, I can act the part of sensible Miss Prim all day in front of my classes or on the street. But when it comes to being presented with a sight like this couple was giving me, I got hot panties from it just like any other girl would do. Any girl who would be honest and admit the truth, that is. Plenty of them would try to look cool as a cucumber. I'm sure, even though they might have such hot cunts their panties would be fairly dripping.

As I looked down on them I could see the girl fine, but the guy was pretty much hidden by a bush. Damn it, it was him I was dying to get a better look at. The girl was cute. Blonde, long legs, my age or a couple of years older, and nice enough tits to make me just a little jealous even though I've never had any complaints in that department. Until I saw them I took for granted that it must be a pair of high school kids getting it on with each other, but the girl's age made that impossible. Brightwater Free School only went to the twelfth grade, so she must be an instructor like me. I could hardly wait to get my first look at a male faculty member the guy who was obviously getting all the attention from her.

I was close enough now to hear what they were saying.

"Don't be so tenee, sweetie," she was telling him, "nobody's going to catch us. Last time I only had time to give you a hand job, but now I'm going to show you what it feels like to have a woman's mouth on that cute little cock of yours."

That certainly made me curious. What the hell was going on, anyway? I looked closer but still couldn't see the guy well enough to make out any details. What kind of mommy's boy would a guy have to be in order to rate being talked to by a woman like that, I wondered. What a nerd he must be!

Then I heard him say, "Wow, you really gonna suck it? I've heard of that but I sure never had it done to me before."

I almost lost my balance and pitched out the window. That voice! Nobody but a young kid could possibly sound like that. And a damned young kid, at that. His voice was still high. It hadn't even changed yet, for Christ's sake.

Then as she knelt down, I finally saw him; A little towheaded kid who couldn't have been a day over thirteen! He still had his clothes on, but she had his fly open and his belt unbuckled and knees spread apart so she could get at his cock. She had him down on the grass on his ass and elbows, and she was on her knees in front of him giving his little prick its first blow job. She had her blouse off and wasn't wearing a bra, so the kid had a full view of her tits, and from where I was standing her skirt was pulled up so high in back I could almost see her panties.

I was scandalized. The girl, woman, whatever the hell she was, must be a real pervert. My first Impulse was to yell down and put a stop to the sick scene. But I had too admit she wasn't exactly being taken advantage of He seemed to be having the time of his life, as a matter of fact.

Even though he was only old enough to have a few hairs around his cock, he sure seemed old enough to enjoy what was happening to him. His eyes were closed and he was starting to move his little ass around on the ground.

She raised her face from his just long enough to say, "GO ahead and lie down, sweetie. All the way. I'm going to work on this thing for you till I get a tongueful of come from it." Then she dropped her head back to his cock and went to town again.

This time she worked her hands in underneath the cheeks of his pint-sized ass and started squeezing it in rhythm to the mouth-sucks she was giving him.

He had sweat on his brow by now, and had his hands on the back of her head. You could tell he was really loving it. But this time I'd forgotten all about trying to put a stop to things. It made me feel nasty, but I was actually sweating inside my panties just as though I was watching her blow a guy her own age. I was doing more than just sweating, if you want to know the truth. The lips of my cunt were swelling up and I could feel the love juice start to drip.

"Oh wow!" he hollered out. "You're gonna make me oh ungh you're gonna make me shoot my wad!"

Her only answer was to rub her big tits against his legs and suck more avidly than ever. Her hair was flying over the kid's hard, tight little stomach and I could see streams of sweat run down the back of her thighs. Her skirt was hiked up so far I could see half way up the backside of her panties, and they were so damp they stuck to her skin like she'd just jumped into the river.

But it was the boy that kept attracting my attention. "Dirty old men" are common enough, but you never hear about "dirty old women." I guess I was becoming one-and at the age of only twenty-five! The more I watched the kid roll and sweat under her hot mouth, the more I opened up to the idea of having a fling at someone his age myself. He was just about to come now, if the noises he was making were any indication. He was huffing and puffing like a steam engine and grunting hard every fourth or' fifth time her mouth slid down his cock.

It made me think of the many times I'd had some big stud on top of me and heard him grunt and groan just before he got his nuts off in me. Just because I'd never made it with a kid so young, of course, didn't, mean I was a prude or anything. Far from it. There had been plenty of men in my life, and I can truthfully say I think I can give a fellow just as good a ride as any girl around. I'm not ashamed of my pussy, and I know how to use it. But it had always been with a grown man, or at least someone very near my own age. Here I was beginning to consider taking on a kid barely old enough to shoot off come! I've always been a pretty horny girl ever since I discovered how groovy it is to fuck and suck, but I'd never sunk this low before.

The kid must have come then, because he gave a little yell, then lay back and shook like a dog shaking. off water. A look of satisfaction came over his face, which was as smooth and hairless as a girl's, and he lay with his eyes closed and breathed deeply.

The girl rolled onto her side and just watched him, her elbow on the ground with her chin in her hand. She didn't seem to have come off, but was still obviously very hot. As she watched him I saw her sneak a hand between her legs and diddle the wet lips of her cunt. I knew just how she felt. I'd had guys come too quick or something before, and make me have to do the same thing. But I'd have died if they ever caught me at it.

But I was wrong when I thought she was being sneaky about it. As soon as the kid opened his eyes, she said, "Feel good, sweetie? I thought it did, from the way you were carrying on. Me too. But I didn't get my cookies yet. See what I have to do to myself when I'm so hot?"