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Archive name: Johnny.txt (mf,first)
Authors name: Lisa and Sharon (BYMSAP@AOL.com)
Story title : Johnny Stayed After
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Johnny Stayed After
by
Lisa and Sharon
Here he was. Staying after school on a beautiful
afternoon just to finish a paper he should have
finished during class. Only now was no different
from then. Just as during class, Johnny kept looking
at Miss Simpson. Her golden blonde hair pulled back
into a ponytail, her soft white sweater pulled tight
over her taught little breasts, her plaid skirt snug
over her hips, and her legs...Oh those legs! He
squeezed his thighs together, his cock rigid in his
pants. Why did he have to have the sexiest teacher
in school?
Jill Simpson stood by the window looking out over the
school yard. The last few stragglers were departing
for home and the school was essentially deserted
except for herself, her student Johnny, and the
janitor, who was probably asleep in his office in the
basement. That she was here instead of somewhere else
didn't really matter to her. As she watched the
afternoon sun slowly change from yellow to gold, she
thought about herself, her past, and about Mike. Why
did he have to be such a jerk?
She was only 16 when she met him, and as green as
grass. He was the school hero, the jock, the stud,
the guy every girl dreamed about. That he ever asked
her out was beyond her, but Jill remembered the
eagerness she had felt as that Saturday night
approached. She remembered the movie, some silly
kung-fu comedy that couldn't decide whether to be
serious or funny, and the diner afterward where they
both had hamburgers. If only the evening had ended
there it would have been perfect. But no. Things
don't happen like that in real life.
On the way home, Mike took a detour down the road
that lead through the woods behind town. In what
had to be the darkest, most forgotten corner of
those woods, Mike pulled off the road and turned
off the ignition. As her eyes adjusted to the
darkness, she realized that he was fumbling with
himself and slowly sliding across the seat towards
her. She looked down and saw this thing, this huge
swollen thing sticking out of his pants. Sure her
Mom had told her about boys and about babies, but
this? Never!
"OK baby, time to pay the piper," Mike said. "I've
been watching you for days now, you and that sweet
little body of yours. And now your mine!" Jill had
no idea what Mike was talking about, but defensive
panic overwhelmed her.
Mike reached out suddenly and grabbed Jill's breast.
He squeezed it hard through her shirt and bra, and
although she was terrified, he felt her nipple harden
under his palm. His other hand reached out and caught
her around the neck. "Come on baby" he cried, "Give
it a little suck." He forced her head down towards
his crotch while shifting his other hand down to her
leg where he thrust it up under her skirt. The heat
eminating from her crotch was tremendous and he could
feel the crinkly pussy fur beneath her thin panties.
It was all too much for Jill. She began to scream!
She screamed over and over and over again. In the
midst of it all she began to cry. Mike couldn't
figure out how to respond to all this, so eventually
he just slid back to the drivers seat, stuffed him-
self back into his pants, and started the car.
That she made it home that night was a fact, but as
to just how she could never testify. But everything
was different after that. The walls she put up to
protect herself were just too much for the other high
school boys who were interested in her.
In college, she buried herself in her studies to such
a degree that any guys around decided to look in more
receptive directions.
But the walls and the distance and the isolation could
not solve the problem of her burning desires. Long
before the Mike episode, Jill had been very conscious
of her body. At times, getting out of the shower or
getting ready for bed, she would look at herself in
the mirror. She would gaze at her long sleek form,
the tight upthrusting breasts topped with nipples that
stood out on their own. She would cup her breasts
lovingly and lightly squeeze the protruding nipples,
sending a shiver down her arms and back and sending a
tightness to her pussy. She would slowly slid her
hands down over her ribs, over her waist, over her
hips, until they slid inwards to the soft mossy down
at the junction of her thighs. She would lightly
scratch through her pussy hair, marvelling at this
growth that a few short years ago had been absent.
Then ever so slowly, one finger would start to snake
downward between the folds of her pussy. Back and
forth her finger would slide from the back of her slit
to the top of her groove. Around and around she would
rub the ever stiffening bud of her clitoris. Ulti-
mately, her body would shudder, her cunt would throb,
and Jill would have to sink down onto the floor as the
waves of an ever-so-sweet orgasm swept over her.
And so it had been from that day until this. Afraid
of men and their mindless lust, but desperately in
need of relief from the tensions her delightful body
kept sending her.
Jill turned and walked back to her desk. She sat
down and looked at Johnny. "Why does he have so much
trouble finishing work in class." she wondered. "He's
a smart kid, and his homework is aways perfect." As
she sat there looking at him, Jill realized that
Johnny was a very desirable boy. Good looking,
intelligent, and from what she had observed in class,
a nice personality. And as she sat there her nipples
started to harden and she felt a tension growing in
her snatch. This she did not need right now.
Despite his dreaming about Miss Simpson, and giving
himself one hell of a hardon in the process, Johnny
managed to finish the essay. As he brought it up to
Miss Simpson, he had to kind of hold the paper in
front of him so that she wouldn't see the bulge in
his pants!
Jill took the paper from Johnny and began to read.
As Johnny stood next to her all he was aware of was
the soft sweet woman scent of her. He looked down
at her, at her hair, at her neck, at her shoulders,
at the soft swell of her breasts.
Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore. He reached
out and gently put his hand on her shoulder.
Jill froze and looked up at Johnny. Their eyes
locked and for a minute nothing happened. Then
Johnny said, "Miss Simpson, all this year I've been
in your class and I've been watching you and I've
been looking at you and I think your're the nicest
teacher in the whole school and the prettiest! Miss
Simpson, I think I love you!"
With that, the cold fear in Jill's heart melted. She
stood up next to Johnny and took his hand in hers.
Still gazing into each other's eyes, they drew closer
to each other. Then both sets of eyes closed as their
lips came together.
It was a soft tender kiss at first. A mutual exploring
and testing. Then their mouths opened slightly and
tongues began to slide over lips, over teeth, and over
each other. The feeling was tremendous. Jill reached
up and wrapped her arms around Johnny's neck, while he
slid his arms around her waist and back, pulling her
to him and feeling the hard thrusting mounds of her
breasts dig into his chest. Finally the kiss broke,
but as they looked into each other's eyes they knew
that this could not be the end. "I know a place,"
Jill whispered and took Johnny's hand in hers.
Next to her classroom was the teachers' lounge. Since
the school was deserted, Jill led Johnny there. They
walked over next to the sofa and again gazed into each
others' eyes. The mutual desire was there. Both knew
it and neither wished to suppress it.
As Johnny stood looking at her, Jill pulled her
sweater over her head using that special cross-arm
motion that girls so often do when undressing. She
looked at him for a moment, then loosened her skirt
and let it slide to the floor.
If Johnny wasn't aroused before, he certainly was now.
Watching Miss Simpson slip out of her sweater and see-
ing her in her lacy white bra was incredible. Here she
was standing in just that lacy white bra and panties.
Her breasts swelled slightly over the tops of her bra.
Her waist flared out into the most beautiful hips
wrapped in the softness of her panties. At the junc-
tion of her thighs, Johnny could see a slight swelling
where her pussy fur pushed against the panties. And
her skin was flawless! Soft and velvety!
"You too!", Jill admonished. With that Johnny was
shaken out of his stupor and began to undress. While
he must have stripped out of his clothes in three
seconds, he couldn't remember doing so for the life of
him as all the time he was undressing he kept watching
Jill. As she stood facing him, she reached behind her
back and unhooked her bra. She let it slide off her
shoulders and down her arms. The breasts that were
now exposed were fantastic. Not too large and with a
firmness that negated the need for a bra. Her nipples
stood out at the tips of her breasts firm and hard.
Jill took her hands as Johnny watched and ran her
fingers over the already swollen nipples. Unbelievably,
they seemed to become even harder and more pronounced.
Her hands dropped to her waist and after pausing for a
moment, Jill hooked her thumbs into the waistband of
her panties and slid then down her legs. For the first
time in her life she was naked in front of a man. And
she loved it!
After shedding his clothes, Johnny straighted up. His
erection thrust out in front of him, but he didn't mind
Jill knowing how turned on she made him. He stared at
the beautiful swellings of her tits, then lowered his
gaze to the blonde patch of hair between her legs.
Jill couldn't take her eyes off the throbbing cock that
was thrusting towards her. She felt so deliciously
sexy.
Jill lowered herself onto the sofa, with one leg exten-
ded and the other on the floor. Through her soft bush
of fur, her cunt lips parted slightly. She was oozing
fluid from her cunt, though she was haardly aware of
it. She held up her arms to Johnny and said, "Well?"
Johnny didn't need to be asked twice. He dropped to
his knees next to the sofa, but instead of fastening
his lips to hers, he lowered them to her nipple. That
hard little bud popped into his mouth and he slid his
tongue over the roughness of the nipple. Jill's eyes
just rolled back into her head as she clasped Johnny's
head to her tit. Around and over the nipple Johnny
sucked, then sliding his tongue down and around her
breast. Just as Jill thought she couldn't stand any
more, Johnny moved to her other breast. It was even
more tremendous than before.
Jill couldn't remember when her nipples had ever felt
so hard or her titties felt so good. As Johnny gently
scraped his teeth over the nipple, Jill felt waves of
goodness flood over her. Her titties tingled, her cunt
tightened and throbbed, and she felt shivers run down
her back and out over her arms and legs.
As her eyes cleared and she look down at Johnny, she
saw him raise his head from her tits and look at her
for a moment. Then he lowered his head again, but now
it was to the sweet lips between her legs. She felt
his tongue caress her sex lips from the bottom of her
slit up to the top. His tongue pressed harder and her
clitoris swelled out to meet it. Jill lost herself in
the torrent of good feelings that shot from her pussy.
Johnny's mouth seemed to be everywhere at once. First
his lips would be closing and sucking on her clit, then
his tongue would be probing between her lips and up
into her pussy hole!
Finally, Jill couldn't stand any more. She grasped
his head and lifted it so that he could look at her.
"Please honey," was all she could say, but it was
enough.
Johnny stood up and gazed down at her. The blonde
hair fanning out around her head, the soft swellings
of her tits, her soft blonde bush, and the open slit
of her pussy, open and wet. It was the most beautiful
thing he had ever seen!
As Johnny lowered himself between her legs, Jill
spread them as wide as she could. She wanted all
of her snatch to be open and available. Johnny took
his cock in his hand and guided it to Jill's opening.
Up and down the length of her soft slit he rubbed
the tip of his pecker, moistening his cock and
flaring her cunt lips apart.
Finally, lining his cock up to her woman hole, Johnny
gentle pushed forward. The head of his cock spread
her lips and she felt him start to slide into her.
Though the physical barrier of her virginity had long
ago been disposed of by her own fingers, this was the
first cock to actually enter her.
She felt her cunt lips spreading and stretching around
the swollen hardness of Johnny's cock. Though just the
tip was inside her, it felt tremendous. Johnny con-
tinued to press his cock into the sweet folds of her
twat, and looked down to observe inch after inch slide
into the delectable softness of her cunt.
Jill just lay back and thrilled with the sensation of
Johnny's cock pushing its way into her quim. She pulled
her legs back further, wrapping her feet around his
butt and opening herself to him even wider. With his
throbbing hardness sunk all the way into her, they both
relished the moment, then Johnny began to slowly slide
his cock out of Jill's cunt. With just the head of his
prick between her lips, he began to feed it into her
again. With long firm strokes, Johnny pumped his cock
in and out of Jill's tight grasping pussy. With each
stroke out the lips of Jill's sex would furl back, only
to be pulled inward again with each new thrust into her
cunt.
Jill's tits felt so swollen and and her nips so hard
that she swore they would burst. Johnny's entire
existance centered on his cock and the delicious pussy
that was holding and grabbing it. With a deep groan
Jill felt wave after wave of orgasm throb through her
body. Her cunt rippled along the length of Johnny's
penis and he exploded in her. Shot after shot of hot
cum pumped into Jill's receptive vagina as Johnny
jerked and then collapsed on top of her.
Afterward, they lay together on the sofa, each
experiencing something they had never felt before.
Though Johnny was 18 and a student, and Jill was 23
and a teacher, both knew that the gulf between them
was not so great and that they could have all the
time in the world.
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