AUTHOR = Switch Blayde
E-MAIL = switch_blayde@hotmail.com
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AUTHOR's NOTE - © 2002 by Switch Blayde. All Rights Reserved. Copying, Duplicating, Downloading, Reposting, or use in any way, other than for the reader's personal enjoyment, is STRICTLY prohibited without the written consent of the author. This is the continuing story of Jimmy who, after an accident in his Chemistry Lab, is able to control people through his thoughts. EDITOR's NOTE - Previous parts to this story can be found at: Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3. |
Part 4
After Jimmy left the girls in the ladies' restroom he wandered the halls, but soon got bored and decided to return to class. He joined the class in progress, first ensuring everyone thought he had been there all along. Attending all his classes like normal, he ended up in Mrs. Peterson's class. He sat in class, dreamy-eyed, absentmindedly thinking about all the things he would like to do with her.
Unbeknownst to Jimmy, his thoughts entered Mrs. Peterson's mind. She kept "hearing" what Jimmy wanted to do with her as if she wanted to do those things with him. It troubled her to think about it. She was happily married and never considered cheating on her husband. Mrs. Peterson tried to fight the urges, but as the class progressed her desires increased. She constantly looked over at Jimmy and felt her body shudder and her pussy moisten.
She often found herself standing next to Jimmy with a hand nonchalantly touching his shoulder or her thigh brushing against his arm. She recalled how it felt to hold his head against her breasts the other day, and sighed deeply. At one point she actually had to sit behind the privacy of her large desk and squeeze her pussy through the thin material of her skirt and panties. She was becoming frantic, but thankfully the bell summoned the end of the class.
Mrs. Peterson watched her students flee from their last class of the day and called out to one in particular, "Jimmy, please stay a moment." She silently scolded herself for saying it, but also pressed her thighs together in an attempt to quench the burning sensation growing between her legs. When Jimmy turned around and asked what she wanted, Mrs. Peterson tried to say, "Never mind," but instead she asked him to meet her in her office. After the teen acknowledged her, she hurried out of the classroom and down the hall to her private office.
Debra Peterson sat anxiously at her desk in the seclusion of her private office. She couldn't get Jimmy out of her mind. She craved her student -- his body... his mouth... his cock! Never had she even considered doing the things her mind contrived, let alone with a teenage boy. Her mouth salivated when she thought of putting his cock inside it, something she wouldn't even do for her husband. Her panting caused her large 36D breasts to move up and down as the thoughts stimulated her body. Debra nervously twirled her long, wavy auburn hair as her green eyes were fixed on the door. She had to regain control before the boy entered her domain.
Debra jumped at the gentle knock on the door. Jimmy tentatively stood on the other side, worrying what he did wrong. It was unusual for him to be called into a teacher's office. He wondered if word got out about his little sexual pranks.
"Come in," Mrs. Peterson said.
Jimmy uneasily turned the doorknob and entered the room, closing the door behind him. He looked around the unfamiliar surroundings and saw Mrs. Peterson sitting behind a desk in the windowless room. Two visitor's chairs stood in front of the desk and an old couch was up against the side wall. The room was well lit and Jimmy noticed that, unlike the classrooms which had wooden floors, the office had wall-to-wall carpeting.
"Mrs. Peterson, um... did I do something wrong?"
"No, not at all. I'm sorry if you thought that. You didn't do anything wrong. It's just that... um... well, I just...."
Debra didn't know what to say. She wanted to ease the boy's apprehension, but she really didn't have a reason for calling him to her office. She could have told him it was nothing and that he was free to go, but she wanted him to stay.
"Jimmy, please sit down. I... I just wanted to... to um... I know. I want to discuss your schoolwork."
"Is there something wrong?" the teen asked anxiously.
"Oh no, nothing like that. You are doing exceptionally well. That's why I wanted to talk to you. You are an outstanding student," the teacher babbled on... stalling... not knowing what to say. "Um, how do you feel?"
"Huh?" Jimmy was totally confused by the incoherence of his teacher.
"You know... after your chemistry accident."
"Oh that." Now Jimmy began to wonder. Did she know something about his new power? Or was she just concerned? "Well, I feel great... why?"
"No reason. It's just that I am worried about you. I like you a lot and I wanted to make sure there wasn't anything wrong." Debra mentally kicked herself for telling the boy that she liked him a lot. "You know, as a teacher I'm concerned about you... um, my student," she stumbled trying to undo the mistake she made.
"I'm fine. Um, do you really like me?"
"Oh shit!" Debra said to herself, but then out loud said, "Sure Jimmy. You are a great kid." And then trying to make a joke out of it added, "But you probably think I'm an old lady," and then added a nervous laugh.
"Oh no, Mrs. Peterson, I don't think you are old. Jeez, you look better than all the girls in school," Jimmy blurted out.
A smile crossed Debra's face. Jimmy said she was pretty... prettier than "all the girls". She felt her heart beating faster and wondered if Jimmy could hear it. Getting up, Debra walked around the desk and leaned on it in front of her seated student. Placing her hands on the desktop, Debra pushed herself up and sat on the large oak desk. She crossed her right leg over the other which caused her conservative length skirt to bare several inches of skin above her knee.
Debra caught Jimmy staring at her legs and threw all caution to the wind. She uncoupled her legs and moved her right one to the side, leaving a small gap between her knees. She saw Jimmy's eyes widen as he looked under her skirt.
Jimmy's eyes almost popped out of his young head. When his teacher climbed onto her desk and crossed her legs he saw more of her bare leg than he ever thought he would. Her skirt rode up well above her knee, exposing her smooth thigh to his gaze. But when she uncrossed her legs, she left them apart. He was staring under her skirt, at her inner thighs. Only the shadow under her skirt prevented him from seeing all the way up. And then her knees moved further apart providing more light... and there it was, the white panty covering her pussy.
Debra's heart was pounding in her chest as she watched the teen's reaction. Her eyes wandered to his lap where his noticeable hard-on was pushing against the fabric of his slacks. She was ecstatic... the boy she desired was aroused.
"Do you like what you see?" Debra boldly asked.
Jimmy's eyes shot up and his face turned beet-red. He was so engrossed in the sight that he didn't realize what he was doing. "Um... I... I... um...." he sputtered.
Debra smiled down at the teenager and enjoyed his innocence. She hesitated a moment and then said, "If you do, I'll show you more. I just want to know if you're interested."
"Oh-my-god. I... I.... Would you?"
In response to his question Debra grabbed the material of her skirt in both hands and slowly pulled it upwards. As inch by inch of her skirt crept up her thighs, Jimmy kept gasping. When the skirt was halfway up her thighs Debra closed her legs, but kept moving the garment higher and higher. When the hem of the skirt just covered her panties, she looked down at the boy.
"Do you want to see more?"
"Oh yes... please, yes," Jimmy begged.
"Why don't you spread my legs," she teased her student.
Jimmy stood up and put a shaking hand on each of her knees. He looked at his teacher's face and she nodded her consent. He pushed outward very slowly, never taking his eyes off the hem of Mrs. Peterson's skirt where her legs came together. He was still amazed that her legs willingly moved apart. First he saw the skin on her inner thighs cling one last time as they separated. And then the gap between her legs got wider and wider and more and more light illuminated the area. Finally he saw it... her panties covering her pussy.
Jimmy licked his lips and looked up at his teacher. Mrs. Peterson was smiling back at him. She released her skirt, put her palms on the desktop and leaned back a little, supporting her weight with her arms. Jimmy took the hint and moved his hands to her skirt and lifted it to her waist, fully exposing her now damp panties with a few reddish-brown pubic hairs sticking out the sides.
Debra couldn't believe she was exposing herself to her student... a teenage boy. But her desire was far too great. She wanted to grab the back of Jimmy's head and pull it between her legs, but she impatiently waited for him. His innocence was turning her on. When Jimmy's hands released her skirt and slid down her legs to her knees, Debra sucked in a lungful of air.
Jimmy's attention was drawn to his teacher's face, and what he saw gave him confidence to continue. Her eyes were closed and her face was covered in bliss. He stroked her thighs and she purred her enjoyment. Then his fingertips traveled up her thighs until they were at the point where the gap between them was the least. He felt the heat emanating from her pussy on his hands. He saw the dampness and poked it.
"Ohhhhhhh," Debra sighed.
Jimmy instantly jerked his hand away but, when he realized there wasn't any danger, he extended his arm again. Each time he touched his teacher's panty-covered pussy, Debra sighed with a wantonness she never felt before. Jimmy smelled his teacher's arousal and leaned in for a closer sniff. When Debra felt his warm breath on the insides of her thighs she grabbed his head and pulled it to her groin. Jimmy felt the musty wetness against his face and jerked his head back.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Debra wailed as her eyes sprung open. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you do that. Please forgive me."
"I-It's okay, Mrs. Peterson. You kinda surprised me... that's all."
"D-Do you want to touch me some more?" she asked, hoping he did. "You can if you want."
With that, Debra flipped the part of the skirt she was sitting on behind her and bunched all the material at her waist. Her panties were now completely exposed. The conservative teacher lewdly put her feet flat on the desktop and spread her knees as wide as she could. Not only did this expose her panty crotch more, but it uncovered part of her labia and pubic hairs.
Jimmy moved in closer. His fingers stroked the wet silky material... poking and pinching here and there. He ran his fingertip along the edge of the elastic that clung to her and felt her labia for the first time. He noticed the indentation in the panties and ran his finger up and down her slit. With each touch, Mrs. Peterson moaned and purred. Jimmy felt bolder and slid a finger under the elastic and probed around the curly moist pubic hairs and her soft skin.
"No wait," Mrs. Peterson announced. And after Jimmy pulled his hand away she said, "Jimmy, please turn around until I tell you otherwise... and don't peek. OK?"
Jimmy nodded his agreement and turned his back. He felt Mrs. Peterson's hands gently push him away from the desk as she seemed to be climbing down. He waited impatiently for her while straining his ears. He heard her moving and some rustling, but he had no idea what was happening.
"Okay Jimmy, you can turn around now."
Mrs. Peterson was back on top of the desk. Her legs were together and her skirt was pulled down over them. Jimmy thought his fun had ended, but his teacher lifted her bum off the desktop and flipped the back of her skirt behind her. Then, looking into the boy's eyes, she slowly raised her knees until her feet were once again flat on the desktop. She smiled as she parted her knees, spreading them wider and wider. When they were about a foot apart, Jimmy gasped as he peered between them. At that moment, his teacher pulled her skirt to her waist, exposing her naked pussy -- she had removed her panties while Jimmy's back was to her.
The teenager stared at her open pussy, covered in curly reddish-brown hair and divided into two halves by a pink chasm. As he moved closer -- between her spread knees -- he could see the glistening moisture on the pubic hairs and smell the scent indicating her aroused state. He tore his eyes from the juncture between his teacher's thighs and looked into her face. She smiled back at him.
"Do you like?" she asked.
"Oh boy, do I," he said exuberantly.
"So I'm not too old for you?" she teasingly asked, but part of her still expected him to reject her because of her age.
"No way!! You're gorgeous!"
Debra smiled and pushed herself towards the end of the desk. Her body moved forward and came into contact with Jimmy, who was still standing stunned between her legs. She put her hands on his shoulders for leverage and jumped off the desk, sliding down his body. Mrs. Peterson tilted her head and pressed her lips against her student's. Placing one hand behind his head to press their lips together tightly, she pushed her tongue into his willing mouth. Their tongues dueled for a minute or two and then she pulled hers back, luring his into her mouth. When the teenager's tongue entered his teacher's mouth, Mrs. Peterson began sucking it. The moans emitted from Jimmy told her he liked what she was doing.
When Debra broke the passionate kiss she moved away from Jimmy. Without saying anything, but looking him directly in the eye, she began unbuttoning her blouse -- first one, then another, then a third. She slowly undid all the buttons until her blouse hung in two parts. Jimmy had a glimpse of her lacy bra between the gap. Trying to be seductive, Debra shrugged her shoulders until the garment slowly fell off her shoulders and floated to the floor. She then reached behind her and unclasped the bra, leaving it hang loosely in front of her large breasts. Hunching her shoulders forward, the bra fell to the ground.
"Do you like my breasts too?" Jimmy's mouth was too dry to speak so he just reached out and started moving towards her. Debra held up her hand, palm out, and said, "No, wait. I want to be totally naked first." She quickly fumbled with the button and zipper of her skirt and let it fall around her feet. She now stood before her young student completely naked. She knew she should be embarrassed, but all she felt was lust.
Debra stepped out of her skirt and walked towards her student. Jimmy didn't know where to look first. He watched her large breasts jiggle, then his eyes wandered to the furry patch between her legs. When she was close enough she once again wrapped her arms around him, pressing her naked body against his fully clothed one, and brought her lips to his. While they kissed she felt the boy hump his groin against her belly. She wedged her hand between them and felt his hard cock push against it.
"Oooohhhhhhhh," Jimmy moaned as his hips jerked more rapidly. "Damn!!"
Debra pulled back suddenly and, when she saw the expression on Jimmy's face, she knew instantly what happened. She dropped to her knees and fumbled with her student's belt and pants until they were open. Pulling them down to his ankles, she gazed at the wet area on his briefs. She looked up and Jimmy blushed.
"Don't worry, it's no big deal. All it means is that you find me attractive and makes me desire you even more," Debra said to console the embarrassed teenager.
Debra gently pulled the sticky underwear away from Jimmy's body and lowered it to his feet. Although he had cum, she noticed that his cock was still hard and straight as a pole. She smiled inwardly at the recovery ability of youth. She had a craving sweep over her -- one of those she had in the classroom. For some reason she wanted Jimmy to shoot his cum in her mouth so that she could swallow it. This surprised her because she never even put her husband's cock in her mouth, telling him it was disgusting, but now she felt cheated that Jimmy came in his pants instead of her mouth. But she still longed for the taste of his sperm so she began licking it off his slimy cock.
"Aaahhhh," Jimmy sighed.
Mrs. Peterson looked up at her student. Holding the base of his cock in her fingers, her tongue swept along the sticky shaft, from her fingers, over the ridge of the mushroom head, to the tip. While continuing to look at Jimmy, she licked him again and again until his cock was wet, but clean. Then, after one upward lick, she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the boy's cock-head and sucked it. Jimmy watched her cheeks cave in as she sucked the remaining jizz through his piss-hole.
"Oh, Mrs. Peterson, that feels so good."
Still looking up at her student, Mrs. Peterson moved her head towards his body, swallowing most of his teenage cock. She then pulled away until her lips felt the ridge of the mushroom-shaped head, only to slide down on the shaft until she felt the tip enter her throat. Back and forth she moved, sliding her lips and tongue over his cock. Debra moved her hand away from the base of his cock and grabbed his buttocks with both hands. The next time her lips glided down his shaft, she pulled his body towards her face until his pubic hairs tickled her nose -- she had completely swallowed his cock.
Debra quickly pulled her head back as she gagged from Jimmy's dick entering her throat, but she took a deep breath through her nose and once again pulled him towards her as her head moved forward. His cock entered her throat again, but this time she relaxed her muscles and it slid in easily. She pulled back, and then smashed her face against his body, over and over again... back and forth... back and forth. Soon Jimmy's hips were thrusting back at her each time she swallowed his cock.
Debra felt Jimmy's body stiffen and knew he was about to cum. She instinctively pulled back, not wanting him to cum in her mouth. But then a desire overwhelmed her... a desire for him to cum inside her mouth. She didn't know why, but at this point she didn't try to figure it out. All she wanted was for the boy to cum in her mouth so she could swallow every bit of sperm he had to offer. Jimmy put his hands on top of his teacher's head to steady himself.
Mrs. Peterson kept half of her student's cock in her mouth as she looked up at Jimmy's face. Her tongue was constantly licking his dick and her mouth acted like a vacuum as it sucked hard. When she saw the boy's face wince she knew what was coming next. Almost immediately, a huge glob of sperm spurted into her mouth. She felt the slimy substance on her tongue and roof of her mouth and swallowed it. In doing so, it caused a movement that drew the next load into her mouth. She didn't like the taste, and part of her was repulsed by it, but she continued to eagerly swallow all the sperm Jimmy produced.
Debra kept sucking -- milking the last of Jimmy's sperm into her mouth -- and keeping the boy hard. She moved her mouth up and down the shaft a few more times before letting it pop out of her mouth, shiny from her saliva.
"Why don't you get undressed now?" Debra suggested.
Debra watched as her student disrobed, smiling at the continued hardness of his young cock. Her tongue unconsciously licked her teeth and gums, searching for remnants of his sperm. When he was naked he moved the few steps to his still kneeling teacher and stood before her. Mrs. Peterson's tongue came out of her mouth and playfully swiped at his hard-on which jerked from the touch. She leaned forward and captured it in her mouth without using her hands and swallowed its entire length. Then she pulled back and let it plop out of her mouth, bouncing like a diving board.
"I can suck your cock forever, but... um, don't you want to do something else," Debra said, thinking about all the things she wanted to do with the boy.
Jimmy dropped to his knees and looked at his luscious teacher's face. Then his eyes traveled lower to her large tits. His hands extended and cupped them. Mrs. Peterson closed her eyes and let a soft moan escape. Jimmy squeezed the spongy orbs until his attention was drawn to the hardening nipples. Jimmy tweaked and pulled them.
"Ooohhhhhhhh," his teacher cooed.
Jimmy leaned forward and planted his mouth on Debra's right breast and kissed it, then sucked it into his mouth. His teacher's constant moaning informed him that she liked it, so he continued to suck and lick it. He flicked his tongue on her hard nipple and she grabbed the back of his head and pressed it against her chest. Jimmy seized the nipple between his lips and pulled his head backwards, causing it to stretch until it sprung free. The nipple was much harder and longer than before. He repeated this on the left breast, then leaned back to appreciate his work -- both nipples were very hard and protruded from her breasts.
Jimmy put his hands on his teacher's shoulders and gently shoved. Mrs. Peterson submissively let her body fall backwards until she was lying on the carpeted floor -- her feet on the ground, her knees up... with her student between them. Jimmy put his hands on her knees and edged them a little further apart. He stared at his teacher's furry pussy and licked his lips. His hands slid down her inner thighs until they rested on both sides of her cunt. Extending his two thumbs, the young student crooked them in his teacher's slit and pulled her labia apart. He just stared at the moist, pink flesh, the fleshy hood of her clit, and the hole itself. After admiring her most private area displayed for his pleasure, he leaned forward and swiped his tongue along the entire length -- from the bottom up to and over her clitoris.
"Aaaahhhhhhhh," Mrs. Peterson sighed.
Jimmy hesitated for a moment, considering the taste, and then realized it was pleasurable to him. He moved in again and began licking his teacher's pussy like a cat.
"Oh god. Oh, oh, ahh. Yes, keep... aahhh... oh, oh... do it. Yes... aahhh. Lick me. Please li... aaahh... lick me."
Mrs. Peterson's lustful urging caused Jimmy to continue. He tried sticking his tongue inside her hole and was rewarded with a thrust of her hips and additional moisture deposited on his tongue. His experimentation continued as he moved up a little and flicked his tongue over her clit. Mrs. Peterson was moaning and grunting, her head moving from side to side and her clenched fists pounding the ground. Jimmy stuck his thumb inside her pussy and clamped her clit within his lips, sucking it and flicking his tongue on it.
"Ooohhhh... mmmmmm... ooohhhhh... aaahhhhh... aaahhhhh... huh, huh, huh," Mrs. Peterson moaned and panted, and then screamed, "OH JESUS!!... I'M GONNA CUUMMMM... AAAGGGRRHHHH!!!!"
Jimmy sat up on his knees, licking his lips and watching his teacher in the throes of a massive orgasm.
"Oh baby, I wanted you to do that to me," Mrs. Peterson admitted. "I've been thinking of all the things I want to do with you. I couldn't wait to suck your cock and drink your cum. Mmmmm, I could do it again right now. I wanted you to touch and suck my breasts. And I wanted your tongue in my pussy. Is that shameless of me? I don't give a damn. It felt so good. But I've been thinking about other things to do with you too. Jimmy, I want you to fuck me. Please Jimmy, stick your hard cock inside my cunt and fuck me. Please Jimmy. I think I'll just die if you don't fuck me."
Jimmy leaned forward and placed a hand on either side of his teacher. He shuffled forward a little until he was in position and poked his hard cock against Mrs. Peterson's wet pussy. He tried to enter her, but it wasn't working so he reached between their bodies and held his cock as he pushed against her... but still no penetration. He was getting frustrated when he felt another hand -- his teacher's hand -- nudge his cock lower. When she stopped adjusting it, Jimmy pushed and this time he felt the head of his cock slip into the warmth of his teacher's pussy. Mrs. Peterson pulled her hand away which gave her student (now a student in more ways than one) the ability to sink his entire cock into her depths.
Jimmy felt the warm, glove-like flesh surround his hard cock. He hovered motionless above his teacher with his cock buried inside her cunt. The feeling was unbelievable. Mrs. Peterson's body was also reacting and her cunt throbbed and gripped his cock as it yearned for him to fuck her. This feeling pushed the inexperienced boy over the edge and his cock spewed its hot cum inside his teacher's pussy.
Debra's heart fluttered when she felt his sperm enter her. Her lover's sperm was filling her up. But she wanted much more. She contracted her vagina muscles to keep Jimmy's cock interested. It worked and, after he stopped cumming, Jimmy looked at his teacher's wanton expression and knew she wanted to be fucked. He pulled his still hard cock partly out and rammed it back in. The feeling was wonderful and he did it again... and again... and again... and again....
Mrs. Peterson was in ecstasy. She felt her young student plow his cock in and out of her pussy and she loved it. She thrust her hips up with each of his down strokes, forcing his cock deep inside her and bumping her clit against the base of his cock. They continued for some time, Mrs. Peterson's ass bouncing on the floor and Jimmy's body slapping into hers as his cock drilled in and out. The sounds in the air consisted of the thumping on the carpet, the squishy noise of a hard cock sliding in and out of a wet pussy clamping onto it, and the moans and grunts of the two of them.
Mrs. Peterson moved a little faster and then, using her feet as leverage, pushed up hard at Jimmy and stayed that way. She moaned and screamed something unintelligibly, and climaxed hard. Her pussy gripped Jimmy's cock like it was never going to let it withdraw. This extra tightness caused Jimmy to move his hips in quick jerky motions just before he released a torrent of sperm into his teacher's hot cunt. When he stopped cumming, Jimmy collapsed on his teacher's body, their sweat intermingling. Mrs. Peterson wrapped her arms around the youth and held him tight.
Jimmy's cock finally shrunk and slipped out of his teacher's pussy. Mrs. Peterson felt their juices seep out of her hole and flow down her crack, puddling on the floor. She never felt so sexually exhausted or content. After a rest, both got up and hugged and kissed each other. They got dressed and left the college with big smiles on their faces.
There was more that Mrs. Peterson wanted to do with her student, but it would have to wait for another day.
THE END (not yet) go to Part 5
