"Naughty schoolgirl" - читать интересную книгу автора (James Tom)

CHAPTER ONE

Jenny Armstrong walked down the hall, her books held against the heavy mounds of her breasts. Other students jostled her, but the girl ignored them. She opened the door of the teacher's lunch room and looked in.

"Is Mr. Evans here?" Jenny asked.

One of the other teachers shook her head. "I think he went out for lunch, Jenny," she said.

"Oh," Jenny sighed. Disappointed, she closed the door and started toward the yard.

The whole thing had started that morning. Jenny had gone into Mr. Evans' class feeling odd. The more she sat and watched him, the worse she felt. Her entire body had started to ache, and then the ache had centered itself in her breasts. She'd tried to ignore it, but it had only gotten worse. By the time the class had ended, the dark-haired girl had been ready to scream.

Jenny was sure that if she could only talk to Mr. Evans for a few minutes she'd feel much better, but she couldn't find him anywhere!

"Hi, Jenny," Clint Evans passed her, heading for the office.

"Mr. Evans! Mr. Evans, can I talk to you for just a minute? It… it's really important!"

Clint looked down at the girl, noticing the circles of fatigue under her eyes and the hysterical edge in her voice.

"Sure, Jenny, let's go to my office." As a counselor, Clint was one of the few teachers in school to have his own office.

Jenny stood just inside the door, shifting nervously from one foot to the other. She looked everywhere except at him.

Clint carefully left the door open and sat down, a ready smile on his face.

"Now, what's the problem?"

Jenny shrugged. "I… I can't say, really. I just feel all sort of funny inside. It started this morning and its been getting worse all day."

Clint stared at the floor for a minute and then said, "You know, I think the school nurse could do you a lot more good then I could."

"Her?" Jenny laughed. "She's so busy being somewhere else, she'll be late to her own funeral."

Clint chuckled. Jenny had pinned Ma Parsons down with one neat phrase.

"Have you tried talking to your mother? What's wrong with you sounds like something she'd be better equipped to handle than me."

Jenny shrugged and Clint watched the twin mounds of the girl's breasts move under her sweater. He realized suddenly that he could see the tips of her breasts expanding, pushing against her bra and sweater, and the sight made his cock stir.

Jenny, her eyes on his pants, saw the movement, and it called forth a strange, wonderful ache in her belly. Without thinking the teen-ager slid one hand down and began rubbing herself just below the waist.

Clint, excited, knew what he was going to do was wrong, but the temptation was too great. Jenny wouldn't tell anyone and no one would come here during the lunch hour.

Still rubbing her belly, Jenny sat down opposite Clint, the hem of her skirt riding up nearly to mid-thigh. Whether by accident or design she kept her legs apart. Clint could see the small white patch of her panties.

"Do you really want me to help you, Jenny?" he asked, huskily.

"Please," Jenny said softly. "I don't know what's wrong, but now my belly aches. My… my breasts do, too," she admitted, blushing slightly.

Clint smiled reassuringly. He got up and walked around behind her.

"Jenny, if you want me to, I'll make you feel a lot better," he said softly. "But if I'm going to do it right, I have to touch you."

Jenny felt a momentary flash of panic.

"Touch me?" she asked, anxiously, not daring to turn around.

Clint gently laid one hand on her shoulder. "I'll have to take your bra off and touch your breasts," he said softly.

Jenny shivered. All she wanted to do was talk, but Mr. Evans was so nice, and she felt so crazy. What could be wrong?

Wordlessly, the teen-ager leaned forward and pulled her sweater up over her head, putting it down on the desk. She undid her bra straps and put the bra on top of the sweater. The cold air made her breasts feel funny, and her nipples got all wrinkled, but they were hurting more than ever.

"All right," she whispered.

Clint, his palms moist with nervous perspiration, reached over the girl's shoulders and gently cupped his hands over the warm, firm mounds of her tits.

"Ohhh!" Jenny moaned at the touch of his hands. It hurt so wonderfully! A strange heat was building up in her stomach, and she tried rubbing it, but it wouldn't go away.

Clint, his cock getting harder every second, slowly and gently manipulated the teen-ager's breasts, feeling her nipples thickening under his fingers. The more he caressed her, the more Jenny wiggled on her chair, unconscious of her action.

"Getting better now, Jenny?" he asked kissing her hair softly.

"Sorta," the girl gasped. "But my belly hurts something awful!"

"Lift your hips and take your panties off," Clint suggested.

Dazed, Jenny did as he told her. The touch of his hands on her body was driving her crazy.

"I'm going to touch you some more, Jenny. All right?" Clint was ready to blow his load in his pants he was so excited.

"Ummm, anything," the girl sighed.

Keeping one hand on her breast, Clint reached down and slid his hand between her legs. Jenny kept her thighs together for a moment, but a gentle flick of Clint's fingers on her nipple made her open them.

Jenny shuddered as Clint's expert fingers slid against the warmth of her pussy. She spread her legs further apart, and Clint gently split the lips with his finger, feeling for the tiny nubbin of her clit.

"Jessssss!" Jenny nearly screamed as he touched her. His fingers were touching the one, exact spot where all the pain was focused. A buzzing noise started in her head and rapidly became a roar. Jenny was only aware of his fingers touching her, ever so lightly.

Clint stroked the writhing girl's cunt flesh, feeling her body shudder as she came closer and closer to orgasm. His own sex organ was throbbing madly, and he wished he could stick it in the teen-ager's pussy.

"AHHHHH!" Jenny screamed softly as a huge ball of light exploded inside her. She jerked violently, her fingers digging into his arm to keep him from moving his hand. She was dimly aware that her crotch was wet and for a moment had a panicky thought that she'd peed on him, but he didn't say anything, and it felt so wonderful!

"Ohhh, ohhh my God! Gee, Mr. Evans, I… I never felt like that before in my whole life!" Jenny leaned back against him, dimly aware of the thick shaft in his pants.

"Feel better now?" Clint gently took his hands off her body.

"Oh yeah!" Jenny sighed. She cupped her breasts and squeezed them, her eyes shut with enjoyment. "I don't know what to say."

Clint moved around until he was standing in front of her. Jenny opened her eyes and looked straight at the huge bulge in his pants.

"Wow," she said softly.

"You know what that is, don't you, Jenny?" Clint was just barely able to control himself, to keep his voice even.

Her eyes still on his crotch, the teen-ager nodded.

"It's all right, Jenny, say it," Clint encouraged her.

"It's your cock," Jenny leaned forward. "And it's hard. My mom said the only time a cock gets hard is when, well, you know."

Clint mentally crossed his fingers. Maybe, just maybe.

"It's so hard," Jenny repeated, her voice awestruck.

"That's because being around you got it hard," Clint smiled and gently cupped one of the girl's firm breasts.

"Ohhh, that feels so great when you touch me!" Jenny exclaimed.

Clint continued the gentle pressure on her breast, feeling its tip swell under his fingers.

"It would be really great if you touched me, too, Jenny," he said quietly.

"There?" Jenny looked up at him.

Clint nodded.

"Does it hurt?" Jenny was puzzled.

Clint gently stroked her hair and said, "yes, it does."

"Wh… what do you want me to do?" Jenny asked bravely.

Clint took her hand and guided it to his crotch. The teen-ager hesitantly reached out and gently closed her fingers around the huge bulge.

Clint sucked in his breath sharply. "That's it, Jenny. Now open my pants and reach inside."

Jenny wasn't sure why she did what he told her, but his hand felt so nice on her breast that she couldn't refuse. As she pulled the zipper down the teen-ager closed her eyes, afraid to look. She took a deep breath and fumbled inside, her fingers feeling the cloth of his underpants and then the hot shaft itself.

"Wow," Jennie sighed. Touching it made her stomach feel all crazy and hollow. Her crotch began to ache again, and she wished he'd touch her between the legs, the way he had before.

Clint gritted his teeth. The girl's touch was light and silky. He wanted to jam his cock into her cunt and ram it all the way home, splitting her tight pussy wide open, but he knew better than to try that.

"Take it out, Jenny. Take it out of my pants and stroke it, just like you're doing right now," Clint gasped.

Jenny tugged and suddenly her face was only inches away from a huge, thick shaft of flesh. "It's beautiful!" she exclaimed impulsively. Her fingers slid along the length of his cock, feeling the bumps of the veins. When she reached the bulging head, instinctively her touch lightened.

"Do you like it, honey?" Clint said, ready to explode, but he kept himself under control.

"Uh-huh," Jenny nodded. "It's so big! And it's hot. I've never felt anything like it." She looked up at him, her eyes shining. "What do I do?"

Clint kept stroking her firm breast and with his free hand he guided her head toward his cock.

Jenny gulped. He wanted her to kiss it! She wasn't sure she wanted to do that, but his hand felt so nice on her and he'd been so understanding. She couldn't just say no!

"Suck it, honey. Kiss it, and lick it and suck it." Clint kept his hand on the back of her head and Jenny, her eyes shut, licked at the tip of the heavy shaft in her hand.

"That's it," Clint encouraged her. He shifted his hips slightly and the next thing the surprised girl knew her lips were around the hot cock head.

Clint moved back and forth and Jenny found herself sucking as his prick moved inside her mouth. Her tongue kept trying to lick the way he'd asked her to, but she was getting so excited she was having a hard time concentrating.

As though he was reading her mind, Clint said softly, "Touch yourself, Jenny. Put your fingers on your cunt and touch yourself very lightly."

Encouraged, Jenny reached between her thighs. She fumbled for a moment and then felt a wonderful dizziness as her fingers touched a wet button in her tight little slit.

Jenny's soft moans of pleasure were more than Clint could stand. He gripped the teen-ager's head and groaned with pleasure as he shot his wad of cum into her mouth.

Jenny tried to pull away, but Clint's hands held her in place. Her mouth filled and she could feel the hot stuff running out the corners and down her chin. She swallowed, but more and more cum flooded into her mouth until the girl was choking.

"Oh, honey, you have the sweetest mouth!" Clint sighed.

Jenny swallowed and managed to pull loose. She looked up at him. She felt betrayed. He might have warned her he was going to pee!

"You might have told me," she sniffed.

"Told you what, honey?" Clint squatted in front of her, his cock still stiff.

"You pissed in my mouth!" she started to cry.

Clint chuckled. He reached out and gently stroked her crotch. Jenny looked at him as he held up his fingers, dripping with her pussy juice.

"I didn't pee, Jenny. I came in your mouth. All this stuff in your pussy, that's your cum. It tastes great," he slowly licked his fingers, smiling at her.

Confused, Jenny reached out and took his cock in her hand again. She pumped it experimentally and watched the white fluid seep out.

"Gee," she breathed. "I didn't know."

Clint kissed her lightly on the cheek. "Well, now you know."

Jenny licked Clint's cum off her fingers. It tasted just like the stuff he'd squirted into her mouth!

"Hey, that's neat," she smiled.

Clint stood up and arranged his clothing. He watched while Jenny put on her panties and bra and then pulled her sweater on.

"I'd like to talk to you again, Jenny. I think I could really help you out," he smiled at her.

Jenny grinned. Feeling bold, she reached out and took a grip on his cock. "I'd like, to talk to you, too," she said.

Clint laughed and gave her a gentle pat on the ass.

"The bell's about to ring. Get a move on." He watched her leave, a smile on her face and a tiny trace of his cum on her chin.

The rest of the school day seemed to fly past for Jenny. Her body seemed to glow and everything was interesting and funny. She got glares from a couple of teachers, but it didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was feeling great!

Walking home from school, Jenny felt as though she were floating on air. She kept looking at the boys around her, trying to imagine what their cocks looked like and if their cum would be as hot as Mr. Evans'.

"Jenny! Jenny!!"

Jenny looked around and saw a familiar car at the curb.

"I saw you coming along. Want a ride home?" asked Pauline Bennett, a good friend of her mother's.

Jenny accepted the offer with pleasure. Pauline treated her like an adult, not like a kid. She swore, told her dirty stories and kidded her about the way her breasts were getting bigger all the time.

"Well, I see you've grown another five feet since the weekend," Pauline sighed dramatically, and Jenny giggled.

"You're going to have to watch out, or one of these days you'll fall over and won't be able to get back up. You'll be top heavy."

Jenny laughed outright and smoothed her sweater over her breasts, feeling her nipples stir slightly.

"Oh, they're still there, honey." Pauline patted her knee.

Jenny looked at Pauline. As usual she was wearing a full cut blouse that was unbuttoned by one button too many. Each time her arm moved Jenny could see Pauline's breasts, the tips soft and brown.

Pauline smiled at her. "They aren't as hard as yours, at least not any more, but I like 'em."

Jenny blushed and looked away.

Pauline laughed. "Jenny, stop being such a prude. If you want to look, look! I don't mind."

Jenny shook her head, embarrassed. "I'm sorry," she said faintly.

"What for?" Pauline opened her blouse further so that her breasts were completely exposed. "I've got nothing to hide."

"You certainly don't," Jenny blurted out.

Instead of being angry, Pauline laughed. "Hell no!" she exclaimed. "If I see someone who looks interesting, I let them know it." She rubbed one breast and Jenny saw the nipple harden as she touched it.

"Ummm," Pauline sighed.

Jenny felt a funny feeling inside her again. She knew what she wanted to do, but what would Pauline say?

"What's wrong, honey?" Pauline looked at her.

"I… I feel sorta funny," Jenny confessed.

Pauline looked worried. "Anything I can do to help?"

Jenny gulped. "Let-let me kiss you?" She asked hesitantly.

Pauline looked around. The street she was driving down was deserted of foot traffic and there were no moving cars in sight. She pulled over to the curb and slid her arm across Jenny's shoulders.

To her surprise, Jenny bent her head and slowly took the tip of one breast into her mouth, sucking on it gently.

"Ohhh, honey, don't!" Pauline gasped. She pulled Jenny away from her, shaking her violently.

"I'm sorry," Jenny said miserably. "You're so pretty and your breasts look so nice I just wanted to show you how I felt about them."

Pauline buttoned her blouse all the way up and then put a comforting hand on Jenny's arm. "I'm sorry I yelled at you," she apologized. "It's just that you don't go around kissing other women's breasts. It isn't considered polite."

Jenny nodded. The ache inside her was getting bigger all the time and she wanted to get home and rub herself as fast as she could.

"Tell you what," Pauline said, "let's go to my place and take a sun bath. We can talk about things and maybe you'll feel better afterwards."

"I don't have my bathing suit," Jenny pointed out.

"Hell!" Pauline laughed, "we've got our birthday suits, don't we? That's all we'll need on the sundeck."

Jenny felt a leap of excitement inside her. She wasn't sure, but maybe she and Pauline could do something and she'd feel better again.

"I'd like that, Pauline. Thank you."

Pauline shook her head at Jenny's carefully polite answer.

"You do need some talking to," she said as she pulled the car away from the curb.

Pauline's house was just a few blocks from Jenny's, and looked very much the same. There was one difference. Pauline's husband had built a high cinder-block wall around the patio to give them privacy. Pauline used it to sunbathe naked whenever she had the chance.

Pauline pulled out another mat beside the one she usually used and the two undressed, Jenny carefully stacking her clothes in a chair.

As they lay down, Jenny couldn't help noticing the difference in their bodies. Pauline was suntanned all over, there wasn't a patch of skin that was pale. Jenny, on the other hand, had clearly visible marks from her bathing suit.

"We'll have to oil you up good or you'll burn to a cinder," Pauline commented. She got a big tube of suntan lotion and began applying it to her body, paying special, attention to her crotch and breasts.

Jenny watched, fascinated, as Pauline's fingers slid along the bright pink flesh inside her crack. For just an instant the teen-ager saw a small button-like object and she wondered about it. Then Pauline's hands were moving again, and Jenny couldn't see it any longer.

"Sometimes when Todd comes home from the office," Pauline said quietly, "he'll take off all his clothes, come out here and get on top of me. I'll be asleep, or nearly so, and it's always a pleasant surprise to wake up with a cock stuffing me."

Jenny blushed, but she remembered Mr. Evans' thick shaft in her mouth, and that made her shiver with pleasure.

"Here, do my back, would you?" Pauline handed Jenny the tube of lotion and rolled on her stomach.

Jenny dutifully spread the lotion over Pauline's shoulders and back, but her hands stopped at the curve of the older woman's buttocks.

"Hey, come on, Jenny," Pauline complained.

Jenny swallowed nervously and began to rub the lotion into Pauline's ass cheeks. The more she rubbed, the worse the ache in her cunt got. She desperately wished she could touch herself.

"Okay," she said shakily. "You're all done." Pauline rolled on her side and looked at the girl. "Your nipples are hard, honey, and I can see from here the pussy juice on your leg. Are you horny?" she asked.

Jenny, blushing furiously, nodded. "I guess that's what it is," she said. "I ache all over, but mostly my breasts and my cunt. I've only felt like this once before."

Pauline sighed and picked up the tube of suntan lotion. "Lie down on your back, and I'll do what I can," she said gently.

Not knowing what to expect, Jenny did as she was told. Lying with her arms at her sides, she gasped slightly as Pauline's hand gently began rubbing lotion on to her belly.

"The main thing to remember," Pauline said quietly, "is that what you do with your body is your business, and nobody else's. Not your mother's. No one but you."

Jenny gasped as Pauline's fingers gently massaged the aching cones of her breasts.

"If you want me to stop, I will," Pauline said, putting more lotion on the rigid tips of Jenny's tits.

"Don't stop," Jenny panted. She spread her legs open and slid a cautious hand between them, feeling for her slit.

Pauline smiled at her and caught her hand. "I'll take care of everything," she assured the trembling girl.

Jenny moaned and lifted her hips, trying to tell Pauline she wanted to be touched. Pauline ignored her, concentrating on squeezing the teen-ager's firm breasts until Jenny was ready to scream with frustration.

"Do it!" she moaned. "Please, Pauline. Touch me down there!"

Pauline put more lotion on her hand and gently slid her fingers between Jenny's open thighs. She deftly parted the tight cunt lips and spread them farther and farther apart until Jenny winced.

"You are a wet little pussy," Pauline said shakily. "You look good enough to eat."

Before Jenny really knew what was happening, Pauline's tongue was lapping at her tight cunt, and the teen-ager gave an involuntary moan of pleasure. She lifted her hips and spread her legs further apart, trying to get Pauline to put her mouth on that one particular spot that was driving her crazy!

"AHHHHH!!!" Jenny's body shook as Pauline delicately ran her tongue over the shaking teen-ager's clit. The girl's hands gripped Pauline's hair, holding her mouth in just the right spot. Her hips pistoned faster and faster.

"OHHHHH! Eat meeeeeee!" Jenny shrieked with pleasure. She'd never felt anything so wonderful in her entire life!

Pauline gently closed her teeth around Jenny's come button and was rewarded with a fresh burst of come pulsing cunt.

Screaming and sobbing, Jenny clamped her hands on her breasts, squeezing them painfully as wave after wave of heat rolled through her. She thought she was going to melt, she felt so hot. The more Pauline licked and sucked her crotch, the wilder the girl's reactions became. She no longer cared what she said or did, all she wanted was more!

Pauline felt her own lust rising higher and higher. She wanted some relief herself, and slid one hand between her legs. She touched her screaming clit and the reaction made her nip sharply at Jenny's clit.

"GAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Jenny shrieked with pleasure and a huge explosion inside her head made her black out for a moment. Her hands slid off her bruised tits and her thighs fell open, letting the cool air bathe the heated flesh of her cunt.

"Wow!" Pauline shuddered. She rolled on her back and masturbated, her fingers pressing and touching the most intimate parts of her body. Her hips lifted and she cried out softly as she felt her cunt twist with pleasure. The cramping sensation spread through her body and she gave a huge shudder of relief.

Jenny rolled over on her side and slid her hand between her legs, feeling how wet she was. She looked at Pauline's breasts, the tips thick and the inviting mounds, making Pauline moan.

"Ummm, Jenny, you're mouth is so sweet," she gasped.

Jenny left a trail of kisses down Pauline's body and then her tongue gently touched the silken flesh of Pauline's inner thigh.

"Ohhh, do it, honey!" Pauline spread her legs apart for the girl and she began to tremble with anticipation.

Jenny, remembering what Pauline had done to her, gently spread the wet pussy lips open. She had never seen a cunt before, and the sight fascinated the teen-ager. She watched Pauline's come form a tiny puddle at the entrance to her gaping cunt. She reached out, gently slipping her finger a little way into Pauline's eager pussy.

"Ohhhh! Eat me, Jenny! Don't play like that. You know what I did, you do it to me!" Pauline begged, her voice husky with lust.

Jenny bent her head and gently licked at the pink flesh. She heard Pauline moan with frustration.

"Higher!" the woman whined. "Up on my clit!"

Jenny took another look at Pauline's cunt. Above the hole where her finger rested, Jenny saw a small nubbin of flesh. She touched it lightly.

"AHHHHHH!" Pauline jerked her hips wildly. "More!"

Jenny was only too happy to oblige. She fastened her lips around the tiny bump of flesh and licked it, sucking as hard and as often as she could.

The effect on Pauline was fantastic. The woman became a writhing, twisting, moaning animal, her fingers digging at Jenny's scalp frantically. She arched her back and shuddered again and again, screaming each time Jenny's tongue touched her button.

"Yes!! Eat me! You fucking bitch! Eat meeeeeeee!" Pauline screamed and moaned, no longer able to control herself.

Jenny felt Pauline's cunt jerk away from her, and the teen-ager grabbed the writhing woman's hips with both hands. Pressing her down, Jenny pulled the wet pussy lips open again and her thumbs pressed down on either side of Pauline's clit, forcing it upward.

Pauline gave a strangled gasp and her eyes rolled up. She gave one huge shudder and collapsed, her legs twitching as she passed out.