left her body.
The blonde shivered and turned away from him. She could still feel his gaze on her. She didn't have to look back to know that those cool, appraising eyes were still studying her. The blonde felt a sudden impulse to go back to her apartment. She tensed her shoulders, preparing to lift herself from the towel on which she lay. Just as suddenly, she relaxed and lay back down. Why should she let him chase her off? Just because he looked so much like Mr. Evans, she shouldn't become frightened. Lloyd Evans had been a long time ago. She had been over that experience for years.
He, too, had studied her carefully. Lloyd Evans had been her teacher back in high school. At first she had been completely fascinated by having such a handsome teacher. When she realized how he watched her as she concentrated on her written exercises she had been delighted. The young blonde responded to his open approval, wearing her tightest sweaters and shortest skirts for his sake.
She found a thousand reasons to remain after class each day. Ginny felt the warmth of his eyes resting on her tits or on her ass while she twisted about, getting him to explain some problem she had long ago solved. Their eyes would meet briefly, each letting the other know how much these secret glances meant.
Their game continued for most of the school year. Her friends teased her continually about the way she was taunting Mr. Evans. She didn't care. After the way the boys her age had started grabbing for her young tits, it was so exciting to have a grown man admire her without ever really touching her. She dreamed about him touching her. Hell yes, she fantasized like crazy. She would lie in bed at night and imagine his arms around her. She closed her eyes and felt his head resting against her tits. Sometimes she even imagined how it would be to have his cock up between her thighs. She had to control thoughts like that, however. She didn't dare think too much about that. She wouldn't be able to resist staring at his groin if she thought too much about that.
Ginny had gone over to Mr. Evans' apartment one Saturday afternoon. She had never done anything like that before. She had never heard of a student visiting in a faculty home except when a club or a class might be invited to a party. She had become terribly curious, however. She had become determined to see the inside of his apartment. After all, if she was going to daydream about cuddling with him on his sofa, it would help to know what the sofa looked like. She made up a difficult problem and went over to get his assistance.
She didn't just walk over, either. For two hours she primped and brushed before her mirror. She slipped into her softest blouse. Her ass was cuddled into her tightest, most tantalizing slacks. The blonde put on light make-up with deliberate care, trying her best to appear older and more sophisticated.
Lloyd Evans stared in surprise when he answered his door. He controlled his surprise and invited the little blonde inside, his eyes looking appreciatively over her luscious young curves. He led her to his couch and sat beside her while she explained her confusion with the problem. He carefully led her to the solution, then sat back and watched her while she studied their work. A smile played at the corners of his mouth. A slow realization came into his eyes. He stirred uncomfortably on the couch for a moment, then met her eyes as she looked up. They smiled at each other for a long, tense minute.
'Would you like a Coke?' he asked her, breaking the sudden tension that had built up.
She nodded eagerly, happy for the opportunity to remain with him now that her reason for visiting had been removed. The blonde watched his lean, lithe body as he walked across the room. She answered a sudden impulse and got up, following him into his small kitchen and standing beside him as he got ice from the refrigerator. She took the glass as he handed it to her and began to sip slowly on the drink. Mr. Evans pulled out a can of beer, hesitated, and then held it up for her to see.
'Do you mind?' he asked her. 'I don't know if I'm supposed to drink around students.'
'Since we've already finished with my question, maybe I'm not a student any longer,' she suggested.
'Just a pretty girl who happens to be in my apartment,' he laughed as he poured the beer into a tall glass. They stood together, watching each other as they drank. Their eyes met nervously. Ginny became suddenly very ill at ease.
'More than just a pretty girl,' he corrected himself. 'The prettiest girl in school.'
She was never sure exactly how it had happened. One minute they were standing in the kitchen, facing each other. The next moment he was kissing her. Her tits pressed against his chest. His arms held her tightly. His lips covered her mouth. His tongue forced her lips apart and ran into her mouth. She shivered as he sucked at her breath. He kissed her deeply, possessively. He smiled at her when he finally lifted his head. He smiled at her and led her to the living room.
Ginny felt her first qualms of hesitation as he sat her beside him and pulled her over. This was more than she had planned. She hadn't really planned on the kiss. She certainly hadn't planned on the way his hands were cupping her tits. She struggled feebly, then nestled against him. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to let him feel her up just a little bit. His hands felt so delicious on her tits. He caught one of her lovely pears and rolled it about, his fingers brushing across her nipple and sending the most fantastic little sparks of pleasure rippling through her.
'Ohhhhh, Ginny!' he gasped. 'You're even softer than I had imagined. Ohhh, what a soft, lovely girl!'
His words and the way he said them brought deeper shudders through her young body. Ginny pulled his face back to her lips. This time her tongue met his as they kissed, twisting their bodies anxiously against each other. She sucked back at his breath and arched her back so her tit would be even more tempting to his active massage.
'Mmmmm,' she sighed, then pulled back from his kiss for a moment. 'Am I really so lovely? Do I really feel so soft in your arms?'
She looked at him through misty eyes and saw the growing demand on his face. His hands began to rove more brazenly over her body. He stroked along her legs and ass, then reached between her thighs and rubbed his fingers against her tingling little cunt. He pressed her slacks into the soft crack and rubbed her a little harder. Ginny gasped at the sudden surge of excitement he created in her pussy.
'No!' she gasped, frightened all of a sudden at what was happening. 'Please! That's going too far!'
She meant it. It was one thing to lie in her bed at night and imagine him fucking her. It was something else entirely to have him rubbing her pussy up like this. The teen-ager was frightened. She looked at his face and realized that he was throbbing with lust. She had let him go too far. She had let him get too excited. Somehow she had to stop him before everything was totally out of control.
'I have to go,' she whispered in a shaky voice. 'My folks are expecting me.'
'Sure,' he laughed. 'Sure you do. You can go as soon as you deliver on what you've been promising me all year.'
He pressed his hand into her cunt more roughly and shook her trembling pussy. Then he got one arm beneath her ass and lifted her from the couch. He laughed as he walked across the room with her, taking her toward the open door to his bedroom. Ginny saw the bed inside, gasping in terror as she realized he wasn't going to be content with just a little hard petting.
'Please!' she whispered again. 'Please don't! I… I… I never have!'
'Never too late to start,' he chuckled as he laid her on the bed. 'Gorgeous pussy like yours should be broken in right.'
His hands reached for her blouse, unbuttoning the soft material and slipping it off her shoulders. He paused to kiss across the swelling globes of her tits, then reached behind her and unhooked her bra. His mouth went after her breasts as soon as he had the dainty nylon bra free. He caught one nipple in his mouth and sucked deeply and passionately on it while his hands fumbled about her slacks. Ginny trembled in fright as he pulled the slacks down her legs, then ran his hand adoringly across her thin panties. He caressed her pussy through the silken panties for a moment, then grabbed the elastic band and pulled them roughly downward.
'Ohhhhh, please!' she said again. 'Please! I'm afraid. I'm so afraid!'
'Nothing to fear,' he assured her. 'Nothing to fear at all. When I'm finished with you, you'll be thanking me.'
He leaned his face down and kissed her pussy, licking at her quivering cuntlips and sucking softly at her moistening twat. Then he stood up and began stripping out of his own clothes. Ginny watched in horror as his big cock came into view. Her heart felt like it was going to pound through her chest as she watched him take the long, hard meat in his hand and give it an affectionate pump.
'It's been a long time since this old cock got to pop a cherry,' Mr. Evans laughed. 'Damn! I don't know if I've ever tun it into such a soft young pussy as yours.'
He sat beside her on the edge of the bed and took one of her hands in his. Ginny held her breath as he
