Wet Dream Schoolteacher - Chapter 2

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Hetero, Cheating, Slut Wife, Teacher/Student
 
Previous parts to this story - Chapter 1


The next day, Nancy continued teasing her students, if anything, even more. She couldn't wait for her last class of the day, and when she noticed Bobby wasn't there she felt downtrodden. That changed, however, as soon as she saw him run into the classroom late. Her face lit up but she tried to hide it.

"Mr. Murdock, I hope you have an excuse for disrupting my class," Nancy said sounding irritated.

Bobby's face turned red as he stammered, "Sorry, Mrs. Mooney, but I got sidetracked."

Nancy enjoyed her student's discomfort. When Bobby had thrust his fingers inside her pussy the day before she had been putty in his hands. But now she was in charge again, as a teacher should be with her student.

"Did you get sidetracked yesterday too?" Bobby froze thinking his teacher was referring to their little after school activity and actually let out a sigh of relief when she added, "Or did you do your homework assignment?"

"Yes, Mrs. Mooney, I did it."

"Then you'll be kind enough to write it on the board so that we can all go over it."

Bobby dropped his books on his desk, pulling out the handwritten homework assignment. He didn't know why his teacher was picking on him. Kids often came to class late, but their arrival was ignored. After all, this was college. Bobby wondered if Nancy was mad at him for what happened the day before. She seemed to have enjoyed it and even thanked him afterwards, but... The poor boy was confused.

Bobby went to the front of the classroom and began writing his completed assignment on the board. He had finished part of it and needed assurance from his teacher that he was doing it correctly. Bobby stopped writing and turned towards Nancy. His jaw dropped when she saw her sitting with her legs widely spread. Her skirt was up and her hand was holding her panties to the side. His eyes moved to her face and saw her smiling. Bobby quickly turned towards the class and realized the large desk was blocking their view. He was the only one who could see up Mrs. Mooney's skirt.

Bobby tore his eyes away from between Nancy's legs and began writing once more on the board. His hand was visibly shaking which reflected in his handwriting. Also, his cock had become hard so he was afraid his classmates would notice. But he felt compelled to keep turning back towards his teacher, to look at her exposed pussy.

This time when he looked, he literally gasped. Nancy had slipped two fingers into her twat and was moving them slowly in and out. Bobby quickly looked at his classmates who obviously had no idea what was happening. He turned to finish the assignment but he was so nervous that when the marker hit the board it fell from his hand. The class laughed at the embarrassing situation and Bobby turned red. He watched the marker roll towards Nancy and went to retrieve it. Soon he was standing right in front of his teacher. When he stooped to pick up the marker, he found himself between her spread legs. Bobby stared at the pink gash and the two fingers embedded in it. He was so close he could smell his teacher's arousal.

Bobby looked to the side and realized he was hidden behind the desk. When he turned back he saw his teacher's glistening fingers in front of his face. Obediently, Bobby opened his mouth and allowed his teacher to stick her fingers, wet with her pussy juice, into his mouth. Right there in front of the class, albeit out of sight, the college student sucked his teacher's fingers clean, then picked up the marker and quickly stood up, almost running to the board where he completed the assignment.

"Thank you, Bobby, you've been very helpful. You can sit down now," Nancy said, holding back her giggles.

Bobby held his assignment paper in front of his crotch as he made his way to his desk. He scanned the room, but no one seemed to have noticed anything. All eyes were on their teacher, waiting for her to continue.

At the end of the class, the last class for the week, Nancy watched as Bobby fumbled with his stuff at his desk. While everyone else was quickly leaving, wishing their teacher a happy weekend as they walked by, Bobby seemed to be hesitating. Nancy's blood stirred hoping he would stay.

When everyone else had left, Bobby was still sitting in his seat. Nancy stood up and slowly walked to the door knowing her student's eyes were on her. She lowered the shade over the window in the door and locked it. Then she turned and walked back towards her desk, unbuttoning her blouse on the way. Nancy pulled her skirt to her waist and jumped onto the front of her desk, spreading her legs and looking at her one remaining student who was staring at her.

Nancy shrugged her open blouse off and unclasped her bra, tossing it onto her desk as well. She was sitting on her desk with her skirt at her waist and her legs spread, naked from the waist up. It was the most exciting teasing she had ever done and soon her hands were squeezing her tits. All the while Nancy stared at her student.

Nancy stopped fondling her breasts in order to remove her panties. She raised her butt off the desktop and pulled her panties down her legs. She left them dangling from one ankle and went back to her tits. But the fire between her legs required attention so the horny schoolteacher begrudgingly pulled one hand off her tit and moved it onto her cunt. Nancy continued to stare into her student's eyes as she strummed her clit.

Bobby was rubbing his cock through his pants. He got up and slowly walked toward his teacher. When he was standing before her, Bobby lowered his mouth to the available tit. Nancy moaned as her hand cupped the back of her student's head. Bobby pulled away and placed his palms on Nancy's thighs. Her finger was still rubbing her swollen clit when Bobby leaned forward and swiped her pussy with his tongue, and then stood up. He did it again and again, striking his teacher's pussy with a single lick each time.

"Bobby, please don't tease me," Nancy begged.

The boy thought it ironic for the biggest tease he had ever met to say that, but he wasn't about to deny her. Bobby leaned forward and pressed his open mouth to his teacher's pussy. Nancy pulled her hand away to give him room and Bobby began licking in earnest. Nancy's hands were squeezing her tits while her student licked her cunt.

Bobby's tongue made Nancy light-headed and she felt like she was going to fall so she placed her hands on the desk behind her to support her body. Bobby's tongue felt wonderful and Nancy lifted her legs over his shoulders and captured his head between her thighs. Nancy humped her hips while her young student ate her. And then, with her hips jerking upwards, Nancy sighed loudly as her climax hit.

Bobby kept licking Nancy's cunt until she spread her legs and grabbed him by the hair, pulling him off her. Her sensitive pussy couldn't take any more stimulation at the moment. Nancy slid off the desk, her body pushing Bobby back. When she was on her knees, Nancy opened her student's belt and jeans and lowered his zipper. She pulled his pants and underwear down at the same time, releasing his hard cock. In a flash, the teacher had her student's cock in her mouth.

"Oh, Mrs. Mooney..." Bobby moaned.

Nancy wanted to pay Bobby back for the pleasure he had given her. She held the base of his cock and locked her lips around it. Moving her head rapidly back and forth, Nancy dragged her lips and tongue over the warm flesh. Then she took the cock from her mouth and rubbed it all over her face, savoring the feel, only to stuff it back inside her mouth.

Bobby tried supporting himself by placing his hands on the top of his teacher's head, but it was moving too fast and erratically. He leaned forward, placing his palms on the desktop, and began humping his hips. Nancy gagged occasionally when the tip of his cock entered her throat, but was caught up in the moment and remained still, except when she inadvertently banged the back of her head against the desk when Bobby thrust too hard. Nancy wanted Bobby to stop moving so that she could suck him off, but understood why he was fucking her face. The thought of her student bent over leaning on her desk with her on her knees while he rammed his cock into her mouth was exciting to the oversexed teacher. And then she felt it -- the warm gooey liquid. Her mouth willingly accepted her student's sperm, her reward for a "job well done." Nancy gobbled his semen down as quickly as he shot it into her mouth.

Nancy stood up when Bobby stopped cumming. He staggered to the side until he was using the desk to support his weakened condition. What a sight the two made. The teacher was naked except for her skirt which was bunched at her waist, and her panties were somehow still tangled around one ankle. The student had his shirt on, but his pants had slipped to his feet and his underwear was at his knees. They were alone in the classroom, leaning on her desk and breathing hard. Bobby's cock was shiny with his teacher's saliva and a little white drop dangled from the tip, while Nancy was still smacking her lips and swallowing her student's sperm.

"Wow, Mrs. Mooney, that was the best blowjob in the world," Bobby said.

"Your tongue wasn't bad either, sweetie." The youngster smiled shyly. "But I expect your cock where your tongue has been."

Bobby's teeth showed as his face broke out in a huge grin. He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside, then bent over and removed the rest of his clothes. His hand surrounded his semi-hard cock and quickly brought it to a full erection. Nancy was watching him all the time, nearly drooling with anticipation.

Nancy watched as her student approached her, not sure what he had in mind. Bobby turned his teacher around and gently pushed on her back. Nancy bent over, placing her hands on the desktop for support. Bobby used his foot to push one of Nancy's outward, and then repeated the same with her other foot, like a policeman getting ready to frisk someone. He stepped between her spread legs and pressed his cock against her pussy from behind. When Nancy thrust her buttocks back, Bobby stepped back and slapped her ass.

"Hey, what was that for?" Nancy asked, not that the smack was hard enough to hurt.

"Just stay still, Teach, and let me do it."

Nancy smiled and waited. She felt the hard cock once again probing between her legs and then push partway inside her pussy. She wanted to push back on the hard cock, but fought the urge. Nancy waited, and then Bobby pushed all of his cock inside her. Nancy, leaning over her desk, closed her eyes and sucked in a lungful of air. She didn't push back, but impatiently clenched her vagina around the cock.

Bobby leaned over his teacher's back and grabbed her tits. He pulled his cock out about halfway and then rammed it back inside. Nancy grunted, not from pain but pleasure. She expected it to happen again, but Bobby didn't move. All he did was fondle her hanging breasts and nibble on her ear.

"What are you waiting for?" Nancy asked.

"Mrs. Mooney, you're like a high school boy in the backseat of a car. Are you that horny?"

"God yes! If you don't fuck me soon I'll explode."

Bobby leaned back and dragged his fingertips over Nancy's back. She felt goose bumps pop up all over her body. Then Bobby's hands traveled lower, gently stroking her buttocks as he leaned back further. This time Nancy did push back, trying to start the cock in motion. She heard her student chuckle and knew she must seem like a slut to him. When Bobby's hands were on her hips they stopped moving. And then his cock withdrew and thrust back inside.

"Yes! That's it. Fuck me! Bobby, please don't tease me any more."

Bobby pulled out and thrust back in. He did it again and again, picking up speed with each thrust. Nancy's eyes were closed as she pushed back. In no time, Nancy climaxed. The anticipation and teasing was too much for the sex starved woman. But to her glee, Bobby never missed a stroke and kept pounded his cock into her. Nancy came again, and then again. She was drooling, saliva hanging from her bottom lip and dripping onto her desk. Her hair was stuck to her sweaty face, her fists clenching and unclenching. Nancy dropped onto her forearms, having difficulty keeping herself up. All the while her student fucked her from behind, holding onto her hips for leverage.

"Oh god... again!" Nancy cried out when an even bigger orgasm hit her.

Bobby couldn't believe how aroused his teacher was. He had always known she was beautiful and sexy, but now he realized just how hot she was. She loved him fucking her. Bobby rammed his cock in and out of his teacher with an increased tempo until he exploded. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around his teacher as he came inside her. Nancy finally collapsed onto her desk, flattening her tits on the wooden surface. Her student lay on top of her breathing hard. His cock was still throbbing inside her pussy.

Eventually, Bobby staggered backwards, his cock withdrawing from his teacher's twat. He stumbled to a chair and sat down. Nancy continued to lie over the desk, panting.

After a while, both caught their breath and began talking. They praised each other, exchanging complements on the great fuck. Nancy asked Bobby if he had plans for the weekend and when he told her he didn't she asked him if he'd like to meet her in a motel. Of course the young college boy jumped at the invitation. Then they dressed and went to their individual homes.

The next day, Nancy had already registered into the motel and was waiting for Bobby in the parking lot. When she saw him she waived him to come over. Bobby parked and met his teacher in front of the motel room door. He leaned in for a kiss but Nancy backed away, nervously looking around the public area. She opened the door and both entered. Once the door was closed, Nancy pressed her lips to her young student's, hugging him tightly.

Bobby had his hands on his teacher's ass while they kissed. He couldn't wait and pulled her skirt up until his hands were below the hem. Bobby then slipped both hands inside his teacher's panties, squeezing her flesh. Nancy was moaning in his mouth all the while. She couldn't believe how fast she became so aroused.

Nancy took very little steps as she walked forward, causing Bobby to back up. He never removed his hands from inside her panties and they continued kissing. When the back of Bobby's legs hit the bed he tumbled backwards. With his hands still clutching his teacher's ass, he pulled Nancy down on top of him. Again, neither stopped what they were doing. The two rolled on the bed, first one on top and then the other. Finally, Nancy broke the kiss and looked into her student's face.

"Bobby, let's get undressed. I want us to be completely naked."

As soon as Nancy rolled off him, Bobby quickly shed his clothes. He lay on the bed naked staring at his married teacher. Nancy was standing with her blouse off and slowly undoing her skirt. Bobby licked his lips when the skirt fell to her feet, leaving his teacher standing before him in her panties -- she hadn't worn a bra which she actually hated wearing.

"Mrs. Mooney, you're so sexy," Bobby purred.

"I can tell you like what you see," she said nodded to his already stiff dick.

Nancy slowly -- very, very slowly -- pushed her panties down an inch and then another inch. She was staring at her young student's face all the while seeing the lust in it. She continued her teasing strip, pushing the panties down so slowly that Bobby was tempted to leap from the bed and do it for her. But he refrained and watched. Soon the top of her pubic hair showed, and then more of the brown hairs. When the panties reached the bottom of her bush the crotch of her panties clung to her wet pussy before breaking free. Once her panties were below her pussy, Nancy quickly took them off and tossed them at her student.

Bobby caught the sheer undergarment and pressed it to his face. Nancy smiled and dove onto the bed. She grabbed her student's cock and stuffed it into her mouth. Her head moved up and down like an oil derrick, slurping noises filling the room. In no time Bobby grunted and pushed his hips upward. Nancy swallowed his sperm as quickly as he gave it to her.

"Mmmmm, now you won't be in a hurry," Nancy said smiling, licking her lips.

"Wow, Mrs. Mooney, you sure know how to suck a cock."

Nancy should have been upset with the crude remark, but it turned her on. She was in a motel room and had just sucked the sperm out of her student's cock, and she was going to do a lot more than that. Nancy Mooney had discovered something about herself -- she loved sex and was going to get it wherever she could.

A lewd expression came over Nancy's face. She climbed on top of Bobby and straddled his head, then she lowered her pussy onto his mouth. When Nancy felt her student's tongue she began rocking on his face. Then she felt Bobby's hands clutching her ass. Nancy knew that the young boy would cum quickly the first time, but she didn't realize she would too. Nancy rubbed her pussy against Bobby's face and in no time was shaking as she climaxed.

Nancy rolled onto her back and Bobby leaned over her. He played with her tits, sometimes tweaking and rolling her nipples between his fingers. They hardened and stood up proudly. Bobby used his mouth, lips, and tongue on his teacher's breasts and nipples. Nancy was moaning, her hands rubbing any part of the young college boy's body she could reach. Sometimes it was his back or arms, sometimes she grabbed and fondled his ass, and sometimes she held onto his cock and squeezed and rubbed it.

One time when she was holding Bobby's cock he rolled on top of her. Nancy spread her legs and guided her student's cock to her pussy. Bobby didn't hesitate and thrust into her. Their hips moved in unison as the fuck started... and kept going until both had climaxed.

"Oh, Bobby, promise that you'll never stop fucking me," Nancy cooed.

"How much time do we have?"

"All day and all night." Bobby looked surprised. "My husband's away. Can you stay the night?"

"You bet!"

The two cuddled and, when Bobby's erection returned, fucked again. Nancy even learned to suck his cock when it was covered in their combined fluids. She didn't mind the taste and felt like she was paying homage to it -- worshipping it. And there was another reason -- it would get hard again. They fucked five times before falling asleep.

Bobby awoke the next morning to his cock being sucked by his teacher. When he was fully awake, and so was his cock, Nancy climbed on top of him and inserted his cock into her pussy. She rode him, bouncing up and down on his pole, until she came, then she jumped off and stuffed his cock into her mouth. Her now expert mouth and tongue soon brought Bobby off. Nancy noisily gulped down his sperm to her student's pleasure.

They both got into the shower and began washing each other. Before they were done, Nancy was leaning on the wall with her ass sticking out. Bobby entered her from behind and began a slow fuck, which soon turned into a frantic fuck. Nancy came twice and then Bobby came. They continued their washing, playing more than cleaning, until the water got cool. Laughing like schoolchildren, they ran out of the shower dripping wet, leaving a trail on the motel floor. They both dove onto the bed, hugging and fondling each other until Bobby's cock was once again buried balls-deep inside his teacher's pussy. They fucked one last time and then took a quick shower to finally clean up. It was hard to leave, but eventually both drove to their respective homes.

Nancy was in wonderful spirits. She continued her teasing at the college and was having sex with Bobby as often as she could. She was disappointed when her husband told her about a party they were required to go to. Nancy understood she had to go, but wasn't in the mood.

The party was a typical one. Nancy mingled with the others and was even enjoying herself. Then she saw Peter. He was chatting with a couple on the other side of the room. She watched him like a hawk until he was alone.

"Hi, remember me?" Nancy said, tapping Peter on the shoulder.

Peter spun around and assessed the woman. Nancy could tell by his expression he was trying to place her, and then his eyes got real big.

"Oh, it's you," he said, waiting for a punch in the face or something.

"It's me. How 'bout stepping outside? It's a little crowded in here," Nancy said and walked away.

Peter was stunned, but when he stared at Nancy's swaying ass he followed like a lamb. He couldn't locate Nancy immediately, but then saw her waving at him from a distance. He went to her and they stood on the lush lawn out of sight from those inside the house.

"Look, I want to apologize..." Peter began.

To the man's shock, Nance placed her hands on either side of his face and pressed her lips to his. He was frozen, not understanding what was happening. But when Nancy pushed her tongue against his lips he allowed its entry, then pushed back with his tongue until they were kissing inside her mouth.

Peter didn't know what to do with his hands. He wanted to hold the woman, but was afraid she would bolt like the other time. He kept his hands at his sides, that is, until Nancy pulled them around her onto her ass. Peter squeezed the soft flesh through her dress. He was still uncertain until Nancy's hands moved to his back and slid down until she grabbed his ass. She pulled him to her, grinding her pussy into him.

Their mouths were still pressed together, kissing so passionately that both were drooling, their chins wet with a mixture of their commingled saliva. Nancy was very aroused and her hands frantically fumbled with his belt. Peter's fingers gathered up Nancy's dress until more and more of the back of her dress was bunched in his fists. When he felt the hem, Peter held the dress up with one hand and placed his other hand on her panty-covered ass. Nancy moaned in Peter's mouth.

Nancy got the stranger's pants open and let them fall. Peter had to shake his legs for the pants to get past his muscular thighs, but then it dropped all the way to his feet. Nancy's hand went into his underwear, grabbing his cock. Peter slipped his hand under the waistband of her panties and cupped her naked ass. Only then did they break their kiss.

"I don't understand," Peter said breathlessly.

"What's there to understand? I was a fool the last time. Now I want to make up for it."

Nancy dropped to her knees. Peter was upset that he no longer held her ass, but was soon rewarded when Nancy yanked his underwear down to his knees and stuffed his cock into her mouth. He was standing in the dark on the lawn of his hosts' house with a married woman sucking his cock. Peter could hear the voices in the distance, but was more interested in the slurping sounds Nancy was making as she sucked his cock.

Nancy took the cock from her mouth and ran her fist up and down the wet slippery shaft while looking up at the stranger who she had once rebuffed. Peter stared down at her in amazement, watching her rub his cock all over her face and lick it from the base to the tip. When her hand felt it had lost some of its slickness, Nancy would put the cock back into her mouth and suck it, her tongue never idle.

Nancy suddenly stood up, letting Peter's hard, wet cock throb in the night air and said, "I want you inside me. I want to be fucked tonight." Peter was about to push her onto her back when Nancy stopped him saying, "No, I don't want grass stains on my dress."

The confounded man was speechless. His throbbing cock was as stiff as it had ever been and the woman was worried about getting her dress dirty. He watched as she fumbled with his pants still around his ankles. Nancy tugged at his belt, pulling it through the loops. Then Nancy stood up, grabbed Peter by the wrist, and began walking to the side of the house. Peter quickly bent and pulled his pants up to just above his knees, precariously holding them up while he walked.

When they reached the location Nancy had picked, she neatly folded her dress in pleats at her waist and then wrapped Peter's belt around it. When she buckled the belt, needing to use the last hole since she was much slighter of build, her dress was held up. Nancy then pushed her panties down and kicked them off, leaving the dainty undergarment on the grass.

Nancy pulled Peter towards her and then jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. Instinctively, the startled man grabbed Nancy under her buttocks to hold her up and to keep them both from falling. Peter's pants had once again slipped down to his feet and his cock sprang up against Nancy's gaping pussy. Peter was no dummy and used one hand to guide his cock into the wet hole.

"Yes!" Nancy cried out when she sunk down on Peter's hard cock. "I should have done this the last time."

"Why didn't you?" Peter asked while helping Nancy rise and fall on his cock.

"I was stupid, I guess. But..." Nancy giggled squeezing her pussy on Peter's cock, "I'm much smarter now."

Neither spoke after that. Nancy hugged Peter tightly while using as much leverage as she could to fuck his cock. The position wasn't the most convenient, but it was different. And hearing the distant sounds of people talking and laughing in the house added to her excitement. Peter, meanwhile, pushed up as hard as he could while gripping Nancy's ass. The two fucked like that until Nancy clamped her legs around Peter's body. She shuddered as her pussy coated the stranger's cock with her orgasmic juices. Peter waited for her to recover and then backed her against the wall of the house. He rammed his cock in and out of her more vigorously now, and soon he mixed his discharge with hers. The two stayed like that for about five minutes, both panting hard and holding each other tight.

Now that Peter's arousal had diminished, Nancy began to feel heavy. He slowly lowered her, letting his cock slip out of her pussy. Once Nancy's feet hit the grass she released her hold on Peter and they separated. She located her discarded panties and put them on. Unfastening Peter's belt, Nancy let her dress drop and smoothed it out. Even in the dark she could see her dress was a little wrinkled, but she didn't care. After handing Peter his belt back, Nancy gave him a kiss on the cheek and quickly walked back into the house, leaving the stunned man alone in the night darkness.

Nancy headed straight for the bathroom. She again removed her panties and, tucking the hem of her dress under her chin, used a handful of tissues to mop her sperm-filled pussy. She wet a washcloth and cleaned herself more thoroughly, then tossed the soiled cloth into the hamper. Nancy chuckled thinking about her hosts' laundry day and that they would have no idea they were washing away the evidence of her infidelity.

When Nancy felt she was presentable she went back to the party. Her husband spotted her and came over saying, "Hi, honey, where ya been?" then kissed her on her lips.

Nancy told her husband that she had been mingling and he didn't think anything of it. She did feel funny kissing him, knowing her lips had recently been wrapped around another man's cock. But what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him. Anyway, that's what Nancy rationalized. She had found sex outside of her marriage and intended to continue her adultery. If her husband wasn't going to satisfy her, others would. And so far she found a student more than willing to meet her needs, and now a total stranger.

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