Chapter 3. Expanding Options are Explored.
"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking!" ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) ( o)(o ) All characters are 18 or over.
One day the next week Alexandra dragged me into the Science Lab saying "I can't wait any longer, I need to drink your cum!" Again she mashed her huge tits against me as she kissed me madly.
We were in the storage room, out of sight from anyone when the door to the classroom opened again. In came the Science Teacher, Mr. Feldman followed by Ms. Cropley, my English Teacher.
To my amazement, as soon as they were both in the room they were in each others arms kissing madly! Their hands were all over each other as Alexandra and I watched through the storage room door.
"God, Baby, I'm so hot for it! Gimme that big dick!" she moaned while grabbing for his zipper with frantic hands.
"I have to see your big tits!" he said, trying to force her suit jacket off her shoulders.
"We don't have time! Just fuck me, now!" She spun in place as she said this. Quickly she hauled her skirt up over her ass.
"Crotch-less panties!" I whispered to Alexandra, "Ms. Cropley wears crotch-less panties!"
I couldn't believe my eyes! There, not forty feet from me, my prim and proper English teacher was bent over a lab bench, her skirt pulled up revealing an amazing pair of legs clad in the darkest hose. Her hose was held up by garters and her dripping pussy was revealed by crotch-less pantyhose!
His pants were around his knees as he shuffled up to her. His dick was a hard length of pulsing flesh as he began pounding it to her.
They were fucking like dogs in heat! The only sound louder than his breathing were the moans and cries of pleasure that she made while thrusting back at him as hard as she could.
The entire time she was talking to him. "Your big dick feels so good! Ram it to me, stud! Fuck me hard with that big dick of yours! God, I love it!" On and on she went praising the size of him, daring him to fuck her harder and harder.
His face was getting red with strain while he tried to go faster and harder.
Alexandra breath was hot and moist in my ear as she watched the two teachers going at it. She was jacking me slowly, keeping me primed.
"Damn, if she thinks HE'S got a big dick, she should see what I'm holding!" she giggled. She sank to her knees again and began to suck me off with slow, sensuous movements of her hot mouth.
In the lab things were quickly drawing to a climax. Ms. Copley's butt was shaking from the pounding delivered by the Science Teacher. Her cries were getting higher pitched and he was grunting with effort.
Suddenly she stiffened, her legs locking, her back tightening and her body shivering. As she jammed her hand in her mouth to stifle her screams he pushed forward and remained jammed against her butt as he came into her spamming cunt.
Almost at once they began straightening up.
As he zipped up his pants he looked at her and said "I never got to play with your huge titties! I wish you'd have let me!"
"Oh, lover, you know how long it takes me to get out of this rig, and even longer to get back into it! I'll tell you what, you bring your big self to my place tonight and we'll play for as long as you like!" Her smile was sexy as all hell. I couldn't believe this was my English Teacher speaking!
"I can't tonight, my wife has some stupid plans. We'll get together next week, okay?"
"Sure, whatever." Her voice was chilly with disappointment as they walked out the door.
Just as the door closed Alexandra jammed her index finger up my butt and started to massage my prostrate causing me to erupt into her mouth. I came a bucket-load, fantasizing that it was Ms. Cropley that was sucking my dick.
I had English next to last period. Last period was Study Hall, one of the perks of being a Senior.
As I sat in class my mind was not on the discussion of Herman Melville!
Looking at Ms. Cropley now after seeing her with Mr. Feldman I saw things differently. She always wore skirts and jackets. I had noticed that her upper body was bulky, I had assumed she was chubby or fat. Having seen her legs earlier I knew she was not. What had she and Mr. F meant? He had said she had big tits; "huge" was the word he used. She had referred to her "rig". That it was hard to take off and put on. What did it all mean?
And she looked sexier now. Her lips seemed plumper, her hair shinier. Maybe it was knowing that she was wearing crotch-less panty hose!
I had to try to find out more. If she liked Mr. F's dick, what would she think of my huge dong? Alexandra was crazy for it, maybe Ms. Cropley would be too! How was I to test this theory?
As class was ending I made up my mind.
Approaching her desk my dick was a long thick tube down my pant leg. Not fully hard, it still made an impressive bulge. I made no attempt to hide it as I stood next to Ms. Cropley's desk.
"Ms. Cropley," I began, "I wonder if I could arrange to get some tutoring in English. I'm having a hard time in class."
"Tommy, I'm sorry. I don't tutor. And your class work is fine! You don't seem to be having a difficult time at all!" She replied without looking up.
I gulped nervously as I went for broke.
"Well, you see Ms. Cropley, sometimes things are harder for me than you can imagine. Like earlier today when I was sorting some chemicals in the Science Lab, you know, around 11:15?"
Her head snapped up. "Elev... Eleven-Fifteen?" She stammered. Her face went pale and then pink. "You were in the Science Lab then?"
"Sure was, and things got really hard for me, too! I was hoping you could help me out!" I sensed that I had her on the ropes, and I had to keep her off balance.
"What, um, that is, um, what do you want?" she quavered.
"I just want you to help me with a hard problem I'm having." I leered at her as I shifted my books from one hip to the other.
The movement brought her attention to my crotch. I saw her eyes widen in shock as she saw the size of the bulge in my chinos. She moistened her lips unconsciously as she gazed at me.
"A hard problem? Yes, you do have a hard problem" she murmured.
"I know you like to work on big problems. Do you think you could help with a problem as large as I have?" I asked playfully.
"I don't know," she replied, "but I'd like to try!" She seemed to be over her concern as she continued to stare. The more she stared the harder I got. My dick almost reached my knee and it was almost at full strength.
"Yes, some tutoring might be the best thing for me, I mean you. I really want to help you solve your problem." She was smiling now as she glanced into my eyes. The shift in her attitude was complete as she returned her attention to my stretched out chinos.
As we drove toward her place she encouraged me to sit as close to her as I could. Her hand rested on my leg, agonizingly close to the rock hard dick in my pants.
As she kneaded my leg I tried to slip a hand under her jacket. The many references that she and Mr. Feldman had made to the size of her breasts had me mad with curiosity. How big WERE her tits?
"Oh, honey, don't waste your time," she scolded me. "You wont be able to feel a thing under this rig I'm forced to wear, wait until we get to my place! I'll have a couple of big surprises for you once we are inside!" Her voice was dripping with promise.
I slid my hand down onto her knee and began to work my way up her leg. She didn't protest. Indeed, she inched her thighs as far apart as she could encouraging my explorations. Finally I jammed one and then two fingers into the sopping wet slit I found exposed by her crotch-less panties.
Slowly, agonizingly, her hand moved closer to my dick as she continued to caress and knead my leg. Finally she slid her fingers over the shaft of my dick that was trapped against my leg in my now skin-tight chinos.
"My God, child! You're as thick as a baseball bat! The working end!" Her voice was hoarse with passion. "I've never felt one so thick!"
Her hand remained on my dick for the rest of the journey. Molding the saturated fabric tightly to the shaft and head. Her efforts concentrated on the head of my dick. As she worked, my dick-head pulsed with each beat of my heart, growing bigger and harder under her gentle ministrations.
Once at her place she giggled at me as I tried to walk from the car to the front door. I could barely stand. My dick was so hard and ran so far down my pant leg that I had to bend at the waist like an old man in order to move. I shuffled slowly into the house as she watched.
"Oh, babykins, that must be painful! Well you just hop up on this barstool and I'll try to relieve the pressure!"
She helped me up onto the stool. She was correct. I could not have sat down on the sofa, my dick would have snapped off, it was so hard!
"MMMMhhhmm, Babykins, I can hardly wait!" Her hands were both on my dick, squeezing and caressing.
I leaned forward and kissed her, sliding my hands under her jacket. I found that I couldn't reach around her. It felt like holding a tree trunk or a oak cask. There was no give at all, no clue as to what was hidden under her clothes. I think my disappointment must have shown on my face.
"Honey, I told you! You can't feel anything just now. Wait a few minutes and I'll change. But right now..." Her voice trailed off as she slowly slid to her knees in front of me.
