you're having any problems with math.'
'Oh, I'm having problems,' Shari assured him. 'I'd like to talk to you about them.'
'Okay,' he sighed, 'sit there.'
He pointed to the chair in front of his desk. He wanted the desk between them, but who was he afraid of- Shari or himself? Shari knew her plan wasn't going to work if she couldn't touch him, so she ignored his directions.
'I'd better sit next to you, Mr. Stone,' she said. 'We can work better that way.'
She dragged the chair around behind the desk and sat down beside him, so close that she could feel the heat of his body. He was really nervous now, blushing and avoiding her eyes. Shari felt very excited at being so close to him.
'Uh, let's get on with it, then,' he said, opening their textbook.
'Which lesson is giving you trouble?'
'It's not in the book, Mr. Stone,' Shari said.
She closed the book and managed to touch his hand when she did it.
She scooted even closer to him, till their thighs touched. His mouth dropped open, and he gawked at her. Shari looked him right in the eye as she went on talking.
'I'm not having a problem with math,' she said. 'I'm having a problem with you. I'm crazy about you, Mr. Stone. I can't think about anything else. I thought maybe you could help me out.'
She'd never seen a human being blush so hard. Stone tried to say something, but he only made a croaking noise. Shari slid her hand on top of his, and he gave a shiver and a low moan.
'You're such a sexy guy, Mr. Stone,' Shari went on. 'You'd be a real hunk without those glasses. '
With her free hand she removed his wire-rim glasses and set them on the desk. He really did look great now. She couldn't resist leaning forward and kissing him. She planted her mouth hotly on his and wriggled her tongue between his lips.
'Mmmmmmmm!' she moaned.
Stone shivered hard, and he seemed to be in shock. Shari sank her hot little tongue fully into his mouth and probed around. She started creaming, and her pussy grew hot and wet and swollen. Her handsome teacher made her feel so wild and horny.
After a minute or so of deep steamy tonguekissing, Stone collected his wits and gently pushed Shari back. He was still blushing hard, but his eyes had a strange glazed look to them, just like when he jacked off the night before.
'Shari,' he said hoarsely, 'I'm very flattered that you like me, but I think you'd better leave. We could both get into big trouble like this.'
'Not if nobody catches us,' Shari grinned.
She kissed him again, plunging her tongue into his mouth, and he groaned deeply. She leaned against him, and her lust-stiffened nipples poked his chest. He must have felt them, because he groaned even louder.
Then he pushed her away again.
'Shari, you don't understand,' he said. 'I could lose my job for making out with a student. You could get expelled. Your chances for college would be ruined.'
Shari got up, strode to the door, and locked it.
'There,' she said, 'now nobody can surprise us. Let's have some fun!'
She pulled off her t-shirt. She unhooked her bra and dropped it on the floor. Stone's eyes got huge as he stared at her luscious apple-size tits and stiff pink nipples. Shari stood there and let him get an eyeful.
She'd never been bashful about her body. She knew she had a terrific figure, and she loved turning on Mr. Stone. Slowly she approached him again, her firm breasts wobbling slightly. He couldn't take his eyes off them.
Shari slipped into her chair, grabbed his hands, and placed them on her hot satiny tits. He shuddered and gave a low groan. She squeezed his hands around her tits a couple of times, then let go, hoping he'd take the hint.
'Play with my tits, Mr. Stone,' she said breathlessly. 'I just love that. It really turns me on!'
He acted like he was hypnotized. He began molding her soft sensitive tits, and Shari gurgled with delight. She was finally breaking him down. Her stiff nipples throbbed against his palms, letting him know how excited she was.
'Mmmmm, yes, that feels so exciting!' she gurgled.
'Shari, this is wrong!' he croaked. 'I shouldn't be doing this! It's crazy!'
As inexperienced as she was, Shari was starting to understand that Mr. Stone was saying one thing and wanting another. So she didn't reply to his warning. She leaned forward, forcing her hot throbbing tits harder against his hands.
'You don't have a girlfriend, do you, Mr. Stone?' she asked.
'No,' he said, blushing again, 'I've never had a steady girl. Women don't come on to me. I guess I'm too much of a klutz or something.'
'I'm coming on to you,' Shari reminded him. 'I don't think you're a klutz. I think you're a very attractive guy.'
He gave a big sigh and said, 'Well, that's nice, but I wish you were ten years older. You're just a child.'
Shari glared at him. 'I am not!' she snapped. 'And I can prove it! Just feel this!'
She quickly unzipped her jeans, grabbed one of his hands, and pushed it down inside her panties. She slid his hand onto the wet swollen flesh of her pussy. He could feel how hot and creamy and engorged her gash was.
'Feel that, Mr. Stone,' she said. 'Children don't get hot like that. Women do. I'm hot for you, Mr. Stone, and I bet you're hot for me, too.'
He pulled his hand out of her pants, blushing hard. 'Shari, you'd better leave right away,' he said. 'This is getting out of hand.'
'Yeah,' she grinned, 'that's the whole idea. Come on, admit it-you're hot for me.'
He just blushed harder. But Shari knew a way to prove her point. She glanced down at his fly and, sure enough, there was a big hard bulge there. Her shy teacher had a hard-on for her. She grinned in triumph.
'Ha, just as I thought!' she cried. 'Your cock's hard! You want me, all right!'
'Oh, Christ!' he groaned.
Shari grabbed for the zipper of his pants. She got it open and pulled his pants down to his knees. The crotch of his jockey shorts was bulging obscenely. She grasped his shorts and pulled them down, too, and-his massive boner snapped free.
'Oh, wow,' she breathed, 'it's gorgeous! It's huge!'
Mr. Stone was into one of his super blushes, and he couldn't say a word. He just made hoarse croaking noises as the excited girl reached out and wrapped her fingers around his dick. Shari was glad Mike had shown her how to jack him off. Now she could do the same thing for Mr. Stone.
'You're gonna love this,' she promised.
Firming her grip on his meat, she began pumping it. She couldn't take her eyes off it. His cock was bigger than Mike's, full grown, and it looked as thick as her wrist. It was a good eight inches long, and it was rock-hard and throbbing.
'Mmmmm, this is fun!' she gurgled.
Stone slumped in his chair, panting. His cock throbbed harder in her pumping fingers, and then thick globs of cream began to ooze from his piss hole. They formed a river and ran down to wet Shari's fingers. She rubbed the hot sticky cream into his cock.
Finally he found his voice again.
'Shari, I'm telling you for the last time, get out of here!' he rasped. 'I'm not interested in making it with students!'
'Oh, bull,' she laughed. 'You've got a hardon for me, teacher. You're interested, all right.'
'I'm only human,' he groaned. 'But I know right from wrong, and I'm telling you, young lady-'
Shari was getting tired of his silly puritanical attitude and his dumb lectures. She decided to shut him up. She started pumping his dick very fast. He gasped and groaned, and he seemed to forget what he'd been saying. Her trick had worked.
'Now, you just relax and let me make you feel good, honey,' she purred. 'The door's locked, and nobody's
