He was horny out of his mind.
Shari smothered a giggle. It was funny to think of her shy, awkward math teacher as horny. But it was very exciting to see. She just wished she was right beside him, playing with his cock. She wanted to jack him off like she'd done with Mike.
Then she realized that Mr. Stone was going to do the job himself.
Staring intently at the picture, at the naked girl who looked so much like Shari, Stone wrapped his fingers around his mammoth dick and started pumping it. He gave a low hoarse groan as he began masturbating.
Shari groaned, too, then clapped a hand over her mouth to stifle the sound. She mustn't be caught now. Mr. Stone would be furious with her, and that would ruin all her plans. With wild arousal she watched him pumping his drooling prick.
Oh, Mr. Stone, honey, she thought, I'd love to do that for you.
Well, maybe tomorrow she would. Meanwhile she was having a very exciting time spying on her teacher. Stone began pumping his meat slowly, sensuously, never taking his eyes off that photo. What was he thinking?
Shari was positive now that he was thinking about her. Today in class he'd noticed her tight clothes and her flirtatious smiles, and he couldn't get her out of his mind. Maybe he was even fantasizing them fucking.
That really turned Shari on. She creamed more heavily than ever. %4r. Stone just might be as hot for her as she was for him. She caught herself rubbing her thighs together, just like she'd done when Mike got her aroused.
Mr. Stone was pumping his cock faster now, and he was panting loudly. He never took his eyes off that naughty photo. Thick streams of juice were running from his piss hole, and he rubbed the hot cream all over his big hard cock.
'Ohhhh, Jesus! Yes!' he groaned.
Shari almost moaned right along with him. Maybe he was fantasizing that he had his cock in her hot little box. She felt molten cream seeping through her jeans. She wished she could jump in the window and make his horny daydream come true.
But she knew that would be a wrong move. Mr. Stone was so shy with women, he'd probably panic. She'd have to approach him a lot more carefully than that. Tomorrow, after school, she'd get her chance.
Tomorrow seemed a long time off, though. She was going crazy with lust right now. Without realizing it, she slid her hand down and cupped her soaked crotch. She started squeezing the swollen flesh through her clothes, and she felt hot rushes of pleasure. She went on rubbing herself like that as she spied on her handsome math teacher.
'Yes, yes, take my cock!' Stone panted.
His fist was really flying now. Obviously he was fantasizing about fucking somebody, but was it Shari? She was dying to know. Her fingers kept pace with his, massaging her hot wet pussy through her jeans.
She wondered why she was doing that. She'd never played with herself before. But it felt so damned good, she just couldn't bear to stop. The pleasure grew as he squeezed and stimulated her engorged gash and watched Mr. Stone.
His eyes were rolling, and his nostrils were flared. Finally he got so carried away, he dropped the magazine. He fell back on the bed and jerked his prick like mad. He was groaning steadily and hoarsely.
'Unnnnhhhh, Jesus! Aaaagggghhhh!' he roared.
Thick wads of cream shot from his cock. They went high into the air, then splattered down on him and the bed. Shari knew what that meant, because she'd seen Mike come, too. Mr. Stone groaned in ecstasy as he shot his thick load all over the place. Then he lay there still and panting.
He was blushing hard now, as if ashamed of himself. He caught his breath, grabbed the magazine, and stuffed it back in the drawer. Then he reached for a math book and started reading it, looking like his usual prim self.
Shari realized the show was over, and she crept from the back yard and started home. She'd learned a lot. Mr. Stone was interested in sex, all right. He was as horny as the next guy. That was something Shari could work with.
As soon as she got home, she said goodnight to her folks and went to her room. She'd discovered something else while spying on her teacher, and she wanted to find out more about it. She undressed and slipped under the covers, then slid her hand between her legs.
It sure had felt good when she played with herself. It still did. She cupped and squeezed the hot wet flesh of her gash, just like she'd done while spying on Mr. Stone. She wondered why she hadn't discovered this interesting trick before.
Experimenting, she touched her whole pussy, finding out where it was most sensitive. The small hooded lump of her clit was definitely the most responsive and tender. That was where Mike had touched her when he got her off. She even remembered how he'd done it.
She rubbed her index finger stiffly over the throbbing nub, and it felt fantastically good. She started moaning with pleasure, then reminded herself to be quiet. She didn't want her folks to hear her. She sensed they wouldn't approve of this.
She did her best to stifle her whimpers and moans of delight as she sawed her stiff finger over her clit. That pulsating button was so sensitive, she could hardly believe it. It made her feel so horny to rub herself there.
'Mmmmmm, shit! Ooooooh!' she gurgled.
She felt sizzling cream spurting from her virgin cunt and soaking her sawing finger. The more horny she got, the more heavily she juiced. Her pussy felt like it was on fire. She had a frantic urge to come.
Well, if Mike could get her off, she could copy him and do the job alone. She was sure of it. Closing her eyes, shutting out all other sensations, the lusty teenage girl grasped her clit between her thumb and forefinger and started kneading it.
'Ooooooh, shit! Yesssss!' she moaned.
This was what Mike had done to her, and it worked just as well when she did it herself. Hot stabs of pleasure ripped through her pussy, and she creamed furiously. She felt herself climbing steadily toward the orgasm she craved.
How had she gotten to be a high-school senior without masturbating? Shari didn't know, but she was sure going to make up for lost time. Gurgling with delight, she rolled her wildly throbbing clit between her fingers. The pleasure built till she couldn't contain it a second longer.
At the last second she realized she was going to come and that she was going to scream with ecstasy. She buried her face in the pillow and beat off. Hot jolts of pleasure rocked her petite body, and she yelled into the pillow.
'Unnnnhhhh, God! Yesssss! Whaaahhhhh!' she howled.
It felt so incredibly good to come. She kept kneading her clit, milking it for every drop of pleasure she could get. The wonderful sensations went on and on. She was hooked on coming, that was for sure.
Her lust temporarily satisfied, she fell asleep fast, and her last thoughts were of her teacher. Tomorrow would be her big chance with Mr. Stone.
CHAPTER THREE
Shari dressed very carefully the next morning, choosing the tightest jeans and t-shirt she had. The day seemed to drag on forever, but finally the last bell rang and she was left alone in the classroom with Mr. Stone.
He'd been acting funny the whole hour. He wouldn't look at her, and every time he passed her chair, he blushed hard. Now Shari was positive that he was having naughty thoughts about her. That should make her work easier.
As the other kids left the room, Mr. Stone rushed to sit behind his desk. He finally looked at Shari, and he turned redder than ever. The poor guy was really nervous. Smiling calmly, Shari approached his desk.
'I really appreciate this, Mr. Stone,' she said. 'It's nice of you to give me private lessons.'
He smiled weakly and said, 'Really, Shari, I don't see the point in this. You're a good student. I can't see that
