Teacher's little helpers

CHAPTER ONE

Karen Shone leaned against the rough trunk of the tall tree, gazing at the clear water of the lake. The sun was overhead, sending heat against her body.

It was August, and she had two more weeks of her vacation left, then it would be back to the city, back to the school, back to the students.

Karen was a very good teacher, but her interest was not as deep as it should be. All her life she had wanted to be a teacher, and now she was. Yet something was missing. She knew what it was, but there was nothing she could do about it.

She was lonely.

Lonely for a sexual relationship. There was no doubt that she could establish such a relationship with any number of men, married or single. Many had made passes at her, but she rebuffed them. Karen had a peculiar desire, a desire that burned like molten fire in the depths of her stomach. Her pussy throbbed and quivered constantly, her clit sensitive and hard.

She had long ago found it impossible to keep her eyes off the crotches of male pants. She was delighted the times that she could see the delicious outlines of a cock, especially if that cock was hard. She could hardly talk to a young man without her eyes straying down in search of that wonderful sight.

A tall, unusually attractive woman, Karen lived in a state of frustration because of her odd sexual desires. Of course that desire was not odd to her, but it could be extremely dangerous if anyone should ever find out. Even more so if she were caught indulging herself.

But it had been so long since she had managed to feed her desire, almost four years ago. She was twenty-seven now, and the last time had been four long, miserable years ago.

Karen shivered with pleasure as she remembered it.

She had just graduated from college, with her certificate of competency, feeling very smart and ready to educate the little ones. She had been home, visiting with her parents when it happened.

The little boy who lived next door to her parents had been awed by her. She couldn't remember now what grade he had been in, but she certainly remembered his age. Drawing her knees up, hugging them to her spongy tits, she placed her chin on them, remembering how good it had been.

She had been alone that day, weeding her mother's flower beds when the little guy came over to say hello to her. She had knew the boy for probably five years, watching him grow taller. On this particular day, she had been wearing a pair of very tight white shorts, with a halter covering her shapely tits. Her long dark hair had been pulled into a tight pony tail, and her face was devoid of makeup.

She had felt, more than heard, the boy come up to her. When she turned to him, Karen noticed that his eyes were riveted on her firm, swelling ass. He was standing perhaps ten feet behind her, and she saw the sparkling interest in his eyes. She had no idea the boy was interested in girls at his age, and certainly not in her.

Her body grew warm with pleasure as he gazed at her ass, and she shivered as a delicious feeling swept through her. Karen's interest in young ones had been there for years, although she had never actually done much about it.

The boy stared at her for quite some time without speaking. She kept her head turned toward him, smiling at him. Her eyes, as always, swept over the front of his pants and she had been delighted to see his cock growing.

"Hi, Tommy," she said in a low, whispery voice.

The boy blushed and looked away from her ass. He came closer to her, dropping to his knees near her. Karen had forgotten what they talked about, but she had not forgotten later events. She would never forget them.

Just how things happened, she wasn't at all sure. Yet, kneeling there in the flower bed, she had taken the boy's hand and placed it on her tit, and, as he stared with huge eyes, she had fondled his cock through his pants. It had been such an exciting thing for the boy, he had come off inside his pants from her manipulating hand. Karen had laughed softly at this, telling the boy he had no reason to blush. Then she stood up and, looking around to make sure no one was strolling along the sidewalk, had taken his hand and led him to the back yard. There was a gazebo there, concealed by wildly growing grape vines.

They had entered the gazebo and sat on the benches, and Karen had hugged and kissed the little boy, thrusting her tongue into his mouth, teaching him how to suck on it.

She had opened her halter and let him look at her thrusting tits, with those large, rubbery nipples. She had shown him how to caress her tits, how to lick and suck them. Then she had opened his pants and taken his cock out, her fingers wrapped tightly about it, jacking him.

His cock had been beautiful. It was not a large one, of course, but it was so firm and sweet in her hand. She loved the throbbing of it, the way the head swelled and dripped.

She remembered how excited the boy had been, and thrilled to think of it. She hugged her knees tighter against her tits, feeling the heat of the midday sun on her body. In the water a few yards ahead of her, boys and girls were splashing and yelling. A few parents sat near the water's edge, watching their children.

Karen had dropped to her knees before the little boy in the gazebo and taken his hard cock into her hot, wet mouth. The boy, at first, had been surprised and thought she was going to bite his cock off. She had to reassure him that all she would do was kiss it and suck on it. She had told him it would feel very good to him, that he would love it.

The boy, still somewhat apprehensive, had watched her with big eyes as she licked up and down his cock, then pulled it into her mouth. Karen had sucked up and down his prick, licking slowly, letting her own passions explode between her long, tanned thighs.

Karen had sucked on his cock for a long time, her mind reeling with the intensity of her pleasure. The hot feeling of his prick between her lips was heaven, the dripping juices nectar.

The young boy had finally gotten over his fear, and leaned back, enjoying having his cock sucked off by her.

Karen sucked gently and lovingly, not wanting to suck him in a frenzy, afraid it would frighten him. She could get every inch of his hard cock into her mouth, and she had pulled his pants open so her lips could go all the way to the base.

Karen closed her eyes as she rested her chin on her knees, reliving the erotic incident. There was a smile on her full lips, and she hugged her knees tighter yet against her sensitive tits.

She had sucked the young boy's cock until he had begun squirming about, groaning. Karen knew he was getting very close to coming, and she pulled up on his cock until she held just the round, smooth head between her hot lips, her tongue gliding wetly over his dripping piss hole. She held his hips as she sucked this way, and the boy gave a loud grunt as he came, arching up from the bench and trying to force his cock deep into her mouth. It had been an involuntary urge on his part as he came. But Karen kept only the head between her lips, wanting to lick at his piss hole as he gushed all that delicious young cum into her mouth.

She had gurgled with delight as he filled her mouth, the thick cum splashing against her tongue. Her body had shook, and her thighs pressed together, and she came almost when he did. Her tongue licked at his piss-hole until he could come no more, then she had sucked up and down his cock a few more times, then released him. She sat on her heels, her naked tits exposed, and smiled as he recovered.

The boy had been delighted by the blow job, and he came to her daily after that until she had to leave for her first teaching position. Karen had sucked his cock off every day. Since her parents were usually around the house, she would take the young boy on drives with her, and park in lonely, isolated places. She had undressed for him so he could see her body, and had been delighted with his eagerness to explore her tits, her ass, her aunt. Oddly enough, he had not expressed an interest in fucking her.

Karen had not minded that. She preferred to suck on his cock anyway. Usually that was the way it happened. They would fondle each other, with the boy fingerfucking her and sucking on her tits, and she would caress his cock and balls, then suck him off.

By this time, Karen was quite warm with her memory. Her tits tingled against her knees and her pussy was pulsating nicely. She could hear the laughter of the children in the water, and she opened her eyes to look at them.

A few feet in front of her was a boy, a boy as young as the one four years ago. He was lying on his stomach, chin propped in his hands, and he was looking at her. Karen lifted her head and smiled at him.

"Hello," she said. "What's your name?"

"Devon," he replied.

"Taking a vacation before school, Devon?" she asked.

"Yeah," he replied.

Karen noticed his body squirming, his ass moving in a subtle way. Then she realized where he was staring so intently. She was wearing a skirt and blouse, and with her knees drawn up this way, her skirt had slipped halfway down her creamy thighs. Sitting in this position, she knew what he was looking at.

Devon was gazing with interest at the backs of her smooth thighs, and he could see her panties, with the slight pooching of her cunt. Karen shivered with a sudden excitement, enjoying his interest.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" she asked in a low voice. "Your vacation, I mean."

"Yeah," he mumbled, not lifting his eyes once from her crotch. "I'm enjoying it. There's a lot of things to see here."

Karen caught the double meaning of his words and looked into his eyes. He was very young, his face smooth without evidence of an approaching beard. He was very good-looking young boy, she thought. He didn't seem to have, any hesitation about letting her know where he was looking, and he certainly wasn't bashful about it. Karen had never known a boy as young as this one to be so bold, so sure of himself.

Precocious, she thought. As young as he is, he's ready for sex. Some boys this age are, she knew. She began to wonder if maybe, just maybe, she could play with him. There was no doubt he was interested, otherwise he would not be peaking under her skirt so baldly.

"Are your parents around, Devon?" she asked, her voice trembling with excitement.

"No," he replied. "They took the car and went to the store."

"When will they be back?"

"I don't know. Maybe an hour or so."

She let her eyes wander over his ass, cupped in a pair of swimming trunks, the boxer type. She could see his little ass flex, and knew without a doubt he had a hard-on.

"Are you camping out?" she asked.

"I guess," he replied. "If you can call a motor home camping out."

"Why, I'm here in a motor home, too," she said. "It's small, but I'm not with anyone. I'm by myself."

"Ours is a real big one," he said.

Karen looked at his eyes before she spoke again, want to be sure. His eyes remained on her revealed panties and thighs, gleaming hotly. There would be no danger here, she thought, smiling at the boy. "Would you like to see my motor home?"

"That'd be neat," he said, sitting up.

Karen saw his cock bulging against his swim trunks. Slowly she stood up, holding her hand out to him. He took her hand and she helped him up. As they walked to where she had parked her motor home, she saw she was a good foot taller than he, and that his cock thrust out against his swim trunks deliciously. He gave no sign of embarrassment, and she was pleased, knowing there would be no difficulty now.

She unlocked the door of the motor home, and stepped inside. It was a small one, but it had a tiny galley and a double bed that could serve as a couch, too. The boy looked around. "It is small," he said. "Ours is thirty two feet long."

"That's a rolling house," Karen said, opening the tiny refrigerator and handing him a Coke. "But I don't need a big one."

The boy was looking at her again, and Karen sat on the bed she had not made up yet. Deliberately she placed her right heel on the edge of the bed and drew her knee to her chest. This brought her skirt up, and the boy gazed directly at her revealed crotch. Karen saw his cock jerk in his swim trunks, and gave a soft, low giggle.

"I bet you have a lot of girl friends," she said teasingly.

"No," he replied, openly looking under her dress as he leaned against the small stove. "I don't need any girl friends."

Karen accepted that as meaning he enjoyed other things than girls at the time.

"Don't you like girls?" she asked.

"Sure, it's just that I don't need any right now."

"Don't you ever want to… you know, play with a girl once in a while?"

"Sure, but you know how girls can be," he said.

Karen knew very well how little girls his age could be. Some of them would scream murder if a boy so much as touched one of their little tits. But she also knew there were enough little girls who wanted to play with a boy as much as the boy wanted to play with them.

"Would you like to play with me?" Karen asked, almost breathlessly.

The boy gazed at her crotch, his cock thrusting hard against his trunks. "Yes," he said, his voice huskier now. "I'd like that."

Karen gave a throaty laugh and peeled her blouse off. She reached behind herself and unhooked her bra, dropping it on the bed. Her tits arched out, beautifully shaped, her nipples long and throbbing in desire. She cupped them in her hands, watching him as she rubbed her nipples. "Take your trunks off," she whispered in an excited voice.

Setting his Coke down, Devon peeled his tight trunks off, his cock jerking upward. Karen stared at his cock and balls, hardly breathing as her excitement increased. His prick was about four inches long, and he had a very lovely pair of balls. There was not much hair around them, and this was the way she loved a cock and balls best.

"Ohhh, that's beautiful," she murmured hotly. "Ohhhh, come here, darling, and let me feel it."

Devon came to her, dropping his trunks to the floor. He stood before her, his prick arching upward, jerking as it throbbed. Karen stared at it with hot eyes, then reached up with her right hand to cup his balls. She squeezed his balls gently, tugging at them. Her left hand closed about his prick, and she jacked it. She was pleased when he reached out and began to play with her tits.

"You're so hard, darling!" she gurgled as she stroked his prick. "I love it when a cock is hard this way."

Karen slipped off the bed and knelt before him, her face inches away from his prick. She ran her hands up and down his thighs, around to feel his hard little ass, then back to his cock and balls again. She looked up at him, her dark eyes hot and misty. "Have you ever been sucked off, Devon?" she asked. "Has a girl ever put this lovely cock in her mouth and sucked it, and made you come in her mouth?"

"Sure, lots of times," he said.

She was sure he was bragging like all boys of that age, but she didn't tease him about it. "Do you like having your cock sucked off?"

"I love it!" he grunted. "I like to fuck and get sucked all the time."

"You've fucked a little girl?"

"Sure, lots of times."

Karen laughed at his bragging. She slipped her hands around to his ass again, cupping the cheeks in her hot palms and squeezing them. She pressed her face to his cock and balls lovingly, caressing her cheeks with them. She kissed his balls, then opened her lips and thrust her tongue up and down the hardness of his prick. She felt him tremble with excitement as he looked down at her, his eyes hot and gleaming with excitement.

She opened her lips and sucked in his balls, both of them at the same time. She sucked on his balls for a long moment, then released them. "Oh, they feel so full!" she murmured hotly. "I bet you're going to come a lot, darling."

"You want me to come in your mouth?" he asked.

"Mmnunm, I sure do! Will you come in my mouth?"

"Sure," he replied, standing before her, his arms hanging loosely at his sides.

"Good!" Karen opened her mouth and sucked his hard little cock into it. She glided her hot lips down his cock until her chin rested against his balls, her lips tight against the base. She nibbled at his prick this way, her tongue moving wetly. She sucked up off his prick and whispered, "Put your hands on my head."

He did so.

"No," she said. "Put them on the back of my head and hold my mouth against your cock."

He did as she wanted, and Karen began to suck his prick, her ass swaying as she felt her pussy bubbling in a fantastic manner. She brushed hot nipples against his thighs as she sucked him. Her fingers clawed at his tight ass, digging into the crack and brushing at his tight little asshole. Her emotions whirled madly inside her brain, her breath hot and fast. She began to make him pump in and out of her mouth, and whimpered with hot excitement as she sucked harder and faster on his throbbing cock.

"Mmmmmm!" she gurgled, her dark eyes flashing up at him.

She loved the way he held her head, fucking into her mouth this way. Her flesh tingled, and his tight little ass just fit into the palms of her hands. When Karen had a young cock like this one in her mouth, she was happiest.

"Ohhhh," Devon grunted, grimacing. "Ohhhh, I like this! It feels so good! Ohhhh, wow! It's nice!"

Karen sucked faster, her lips holding his prick tight, her tongue racing about it, fluttering against his dripping piss hole. With each forward motion of his hips, she thrust her mouth against him. She was squeezing her thighs together, putting pressure on her pulsating cunt, knowing that she, too, would come. She always came when she sucked a little cock like this, although she had not man aged to get that many. It was due to fear of discovery, she knew, yet the compulsion for young cock was strong.

It had been four years, four long years, and now she had a young, hard cock in her mouth again.

She felt his little cock swelling, growing even large than before. He was dripping more, and he was grunting and moaning with pleasure, thrusting his cock faster and faster into her hot, wet mouth. He banged his balls against her chin, and Karen sucked furiously, making soft, growling sounds in her throat.

Then the young boy thrust into her mouth, holding her face tight against his crotch, grinding there. Karen dug her fingers into his tight ass, one finger almost entering his asshole. She tasted the first spurt of his cum on her tongue, and she gulped, swallowing. She raced her tongue about his cock, holding it tightly with her lips at the base, letting him flood her mouth.

She squealed with pleasure as her pussy twitched, then she, too, came.

And, after he came, she held his cock tightly in her hot mouth, loving it, not wanting to let it go. Devon continued to hold her head in his hands, breathing hard, his legs trembling now. Finally, Karen slipped her mouth off his prick and sat up on the edge of the bed, smiling as she licked at her lips.

"Was it good, Devon?" she asked. "Did it make you feel good?"

"I loved it," he said, sitting on the floor, his cock still throbbing warmly. He caressed his own cock and balls with one hand. "I always like getting sucked off."

"That's nice," she murmured, running her hands about her naked tits. "I love to suck a cock off. Maybe we can do this again tomorrow." Then she thought of something. "How long will you be here, Devon?"

"I think a few more weeks," he said. "I'm not sure, but Dad doesn't have to go back to work until September."

Karen smiled happily. "That's nice. Then we can find time for more of this, can't we?"

"I'd like that," he said. "You never told me your name, though."

"Karen," she said. "Karen what?"

"Just Karen." She smiled at him. "Just Karen for now."

He reached for his trunks. "My parents will be back soon." He pulled his trunks on, and stopped at the door of the motor home, looking back at her. "Karen, is that all you do? I mean, just suck cocks?" he laughed. "Isn't it enough?"

"Well, sure," he replied. "But you're awfully pretty. I like you sucking me, but I'd kinda like to fuck you."

She laughed again. "You want some pussy, huh?" she teased. Deliberately she lifted her dress and pulled the crotch of her panties to one side. She spread her legs and shoved her ass to the edge of the bed, revealing her cunt to him.

What Devon saw was a lovely cunt. Karen's pussy was hairy, with a fluffy triangle of dark curls. The lips were puffy and pronounced, and the tip of her clit glistened. She ran a fingertip up and down her cunt, watching him.

"Can I?" he asked. "Can I fuck you sometime?"

"Of course." She grinned lewdly at him. "You can stick that hard little cock up my pussy and fuck me. Maybe you can fuck me tomorrow."

He ran off, full of youthful energy. Karen looked out the tiny window at him, smiling. She hugged her naked tits, licking her lips, twirling about in the small space.

She closed the door to the motor home and arranged the tiny shower. Undressing completely, she showered and dressed in fresh clothing, choosing a pair of shorts that revealed more than they concealed. They hugged her sweet, shapely ass, exposed her long thighs deliciously. The curving cheeks of her ass could be seen below the legs, and Karen loved to dress in such a revealing manner. She seldom had the chance during the school months, always acting so proper.

Karen was an exhibitionist, and loved to dress in a way that brought attention to her exceptionally curvy body. She enjoyed pretending innocence as portions of her body were exposed to tease and tantalize, to excite those who looked at her.