Mary Frances nearly burst out laughing at the look on his face. Young Peter Bates looked like he thought I was going to cut his cock off instead of jerk it off! She loved to see the massive confusion that had seized his face. He was torn between horrible embarrassment and the faint hope that she was actually going to play with his prick.
'Take your pants off, Peter. You obviously have a very bad erection, and you must be very uncomfortable with your cock caught in your pants like that. It will feel much better out in the open, I'm sure.'
He just stared at her with his eyes bugged out and his mouth beginning to drool. He began to fumble with his belt.
'Come here,' she snapped with impatience. 'You're all thumbs tonight.'
He stepped toward where she was sitting at her desk, and she deftly unbuckled his belt for him and unhooked his pants. The boy was like a rag doll in her hands, completely without a will of his own. Only his jerking cock showed any signs of life.
Miss Ferguson had to squeeze her legs shut on her clit and give it a little rub to keep herself under control. She was ready to rape him on the spot.
'How could you possibly go to sleep with a hard-on like that, Peter? Would you like me to jack you off and show you how to do it?'
He finally found his tongue again, 'Yes, Ma'am, I sure would.'
Miss Ferguson put her hand around his stiff rod and gently stroked it. The poor fucker gave a groan and jerked his dick back and forth in her grasp. He sucked in his belly and looked down at his cock in her grip. It took only a couple of pumps for him to come. His jizz shot out in broad ribbons of white fuck juice all over her blouse and down into her lap. His knees started to buckle with the ecstasy she produced in him. This was far beyond his wildest dreams! The headmistress of the school had just jerked off his cock in her private office!
Miss Ferguson gasped with pleasure to see how big a load the boy was blowing off for her. It was really quite magnificent, as much cum as Kris could have shot. She wanted to take Peter's cum into her mouth and drain him dry, but she held off. It would be more fun to follow her plan and keep him on tenderhooks until she was ready to let Valerie take his virginity. Then Belinda, she thought to herself as her eye caught his fine blond cock hairs. She wanted to see his blond hair tangled with the red pussy thatch of Belinda. It would make such a satisfying sight!
'You see, Peter, you had quite a large amount of sperm built up inside you. The tension of that was keeping you from relaxing. You should jerk off at least once a day. That is, until you have a chance to start fucking girls. Then you won't have to jerk off anymore.'
He was absolutely stunned. Now she was talking about fucking girls. God, what kind of school is this? It sounded like some kind of dream come true. There she was, sitting in front of him with his jism all over the front of her clothes and his cock still in her hand, talking about fucking! Hell, they had thrown him out of the last school for doing a tenth of what they had just done.
She took out a little handkerchief and began to wipe his cock off with tender care. She tucked it away for him in his pants and zippered him up, snapped and buckled him.
'Now, see if you don't feel better after that, Peter,' Miss Ferguson said with a warm smile. She dabbed at the strands of his cum that were dripping down her blouse onto her skirt. 'My, my! I'll surely have to wash these clothes before I can wear them again.'
'I'm sorry, Ma'am,' he said.
'Oh, that's quite all right, Peter. I should have know better. It's much neater to suck cocks instead of beating them off. That way all the cum lands in your mouth where you can swallow it instead of all over your clothes. Yes, I should have known that you would have a big load. I should have sucked your cock for you.' She smiled sweetly and apologetically up at him.
Peter's cock was already hard as concrete again and straining at his pants. He groped himself openly in front of her, moaning like an idiot in his desire for her to take his dick between those lovely red lips and drink a load of his jism.
'No, no. I don't have time now, Peter. You'll just have to jack off in your room by yourself tonight. I really have too much work to get done tonight. Papers to grade, you know.' She gave him a pat on the prick and sent him off toward the door. 'I look forward to seeing how well you can concentrate in class tomorrow! Good night!'
'Good night, Miss Ferguson,' he mumbled in tortured disappointment. His cock was so hard that he could hardly walk. As he left, she called out to him, 'Sweet dreams!'
She knew that they were going to be sweet and creamy, and she was going to watch him on her private television as he beat off his poor cock all night long, dreaming of what might happen the next time she called him to her office.
Miss Ferguson's plan was to send Valerie into Peter's room and to drive him nuts without letting him fuck her. The plan worked to perfection, and now that Valerie had left, Miss Ferguson sat in front of her TV monitors, watching Peter feverishly stroking his cock.
After several minutes, there was a knocking on the door to the sitting room, but Mary Frances just couldn't stop then to let her in. Peter was thrashing around on his bed, yanking on his cock with all the strength of his young arm, and she had her eyes glued too the television screen watching him. She had her dildo hard at work in her own overheated cunt and needed an orgasm just as badly as the boy did. She pumped the plastic prong in and out rapidly in time with Peter's strokes on his own pecker. It was a toss-up as to who was driving whom crazy with the tantalizing need for sex.
She had been so terribly thrilled to see the boy's uncontrollable passion when he shot his steaming load all over his bed. Now he was going to come off again, not knowing that Miss Ferguson was fucking herself in her imagination with his sturdy young cock. There he went, arching his body up off the bed and aiming for the ceiling, spurting, spraying his seed out.
Miss Ferguson bit her lip and came off right with him. Her arm ached from the hard fucking she was giving herself, but it was worth it. Her clit throbbed in ecstasy as she let down another wave of cunt cream onto the dildo's bumpy shaft.
She had forgotten, however, about the pass key that she had given Valerie to get into Peter's room. Now her own tricks had turned against her. There was Valerie standing next to her desk in her secret office!
'So that's how you know what's going on all over the place!' the young girl said in admiration for her teacher. 'That's really fantastic. I thought you just had the rooms bugged, but television! I never even thought of that. It must have cost a fucking fortune to have it installed! Show me how it works.'
Mary Frances was very angry at herself for slipping up, and at Valerie for discovering her secret, but she didn't have much choice in the matter now. The girl was in, and there was no getting her out now. She stifled her anger as best she could, and flicked on different monitors around the building to show how comprehensive her control of her domain really was.
'Show me Kris' room,' Valerie demanded. Mary Frances turned the knob, and Kris appeared on the screen, lying on his bed naked, lazily stroking his cock.
'Does he know about this?' the girl asked.
'No. No one did but I until you found out.'
'Me you going to watch Kris and me fucking?'
'I was thinking seriously about it,' Mary Frances said with a touch of sarcasm.
'And he won't know you're watching. Ooo,' she squeezed her slim legs together and clamped her hand over her pussy. 'That will be so exciting. I'll blow you a kiss when I'm going to cum! I've got to go now. I'm about to cream at the very idea! Watch me, Mary Frances!' She hurried out, still fingering her clit as she went. Miss Ferguson relaxed a little. She was pissed off that anyone had found out her little secret pleasure, but the girl seemed to fit right into the spirit of the thing. She turned back to the console after carefully relocking the doors. She watched the big, dumb Greek playing with his cock and waited for Valerie to get to his room.
Kris was lying on his bed, feeling vaguely horny, wanting a little fun, but with nothing much in mind. Mary Frances hadn't been using him for a couple of days and had warned him again about having girls in his room without her permission.
He jumped up when he heard the sound of a key in the lock on his door. Mary Frances rarely ever bothered to come to his room when she wanted him to service her, but who else could it be? His jaw dropped open when
