Written By: Jenne
She sat absently daydreaming as she watched the two figures that were huddled deep in conversation in the playground. Just what were those two planning now? A smile spread across her lips as she remembered their last encounter. David and Paul had certainly surprised her the other night when they had decided to take over the lesson but she was increasingly concerned that they were growing a little too bold. She couldn’t afford to lose control of the situation. Her job depended on their ability to keep their mouths shut and she wondered just how long it would be before they decided tell their class mates about their extra lessons. She only had another three weeks in this job before she moved to her new post. She couldn’t allow her two star pupils to mar her perfect record at this crucial moment. She studied the two boys once more, as she did so she resolved that this would be their final lesson, a culmination of all the lessons they had already learned. A wicked smile spread across her face as she picked up the books and made her way home that evening.
Two days later and she had arranged to meet the two lads. As usual, they were on time and their smiles were broad as she opened the door to greet them. They walked straight in tonight, not waiting to be invited; this she found mildly aggravating as it showed a lack of respect for both herself and her home. She would soon put a stop to that, she resolved. They plonked themselves onto the sofa and looked eagerly towards her.
“You appear to be getting a little ahead of yourselves tonight boys,” she said, her voice carrying a hint of sarcasm. They had taken the liberty of undoing their zippers when they had sat down, their cocks now standing proud.
As she said the words, they both turned a bright crimson and looked at each other, a look of confusion on both their faces.
She stood above them, a stern look on her face.
“I am the teacher here, you are the pupils. Is that understood?” her voice strong and forceful.
“Yes Miss,” the boys responded in unison.
“I will not tolerate anymore of this behavior in my house. This is MY home and you are here at MY invitation. Failure to comply with my wishes will result in severe punishment.”
The two boys looked down at their feet that were now shuffling nervously over the dark blue carpet.
“Now I don’t want to punish you but I will if you don’t settle down and pay attention to this lesson.” Her voice softened now as she spoke. ” Good! We can begin, now that we have got that straight.”
Bending towards David, she kissed him. His lips willingly met hers, his tongue pushing deep into her mouth. She repeated the action with Paul whose tongue was even more eager to meet hers. She broke from him and proceeded to walk across the room. Standing some way from them, but directly within their view, she began to undress. Her hair had, as usual, been tied in a tight bun and she let this down first. Now it was free, it cascaded over her shoulders. The soft music that played in the background gave her a beat to sway too as she removed each garment. She removed her top, her breasts spilling out and swaying to the music. She began to touch her nipples teasing the boys as they sat watching, both wanting to touch what she was displaying. Next, her skirt dropped to the floor, revealing the dark stockings that framed her trimmed pubic hair to perfection. She wore no panties that night.
She stopped swaying, moved over to where the two lads were seated; reaching down she wrapped her hands around each of the lads cocks. Both were stiff and jumped at the contact. Smiling at the two lads, she dropped to her knees in front of them but not releasing her grip from either of them. Slowly she began to slide her hands up and down the shafts, working in unison, watching the lads’ expressions change as she did so. Slowly she placed herself between Paul’s legs and slipped his trousers down over his well built legs, his cock springing forth as she did so. Paul reached forward and tried to touch her breasts; she slapped his hand away as he did so. She was going to control this lesson, not them, she thought, as she did so. Paul looked down dejected by the rebuff of his touch. Smiling she moved herself so that she was kneeling between his legs. She began to remove his shirt now, aware that David was watching her every move; button-by-button she revealed his chest, a magnificent sight. Her fingertips trailed softly down his body, tracing a line straight down the middle of his chest until she reached his navel. Now she leaned forward and replaced the tips of her fingers with the tip of her tongue. Paul reacted at once to the change, almost jumping from his seat. She teased and prodded the small button, and his cock came to rest between her breasts. She squeezed the two globes together and enveloped his cock between them. The liquid that was trickling from the tip of his cock was a perfect lubricant, helping her massage her breasts along his rigid shaft. She looked upwards; the face that met her eyes was a picture of ecstasy. She was unsure as to who was enjoying this the most, she or Paul. She had become so engrossed in her actions that she had almost forgotten that David was there. Mentally she reprimanded herself for this. She took Paul’s hands and guided them down to her breasts; she showed him where to squeeze in order to exert the maximum pressure on his cock as she continued the slow rocking motions that felt so good for the both of them.
Her hands free now, she reached towards David and once more engulfed his cock in her hand. It was then she realized that he had removed his trousers without instructions from her .
“DAVID, did I say you could remove your trousers?”
“Umm, well no Miss,” he murmured, a slight tremor in his voice.
She jumped from the position that she was in. Paul glanced at David, and he didn’t look happy with his friend.
“STANDUP,” she ordered.
David all but jumped to attention as she spoke. She looked down at the body that stood before her
“Now remove the rest of your clothes.”
David did as he was bid, glancing at Paul who was less than pleased that his pleasure had been interrupted.
She looked up at him and saw the look of apprehension on his face. Raising herself from her kneeling position, she decided that a punishment was not in order. After all, he had not actually disobeyed her, just got a little ahead of himself. If she hadn’t been so involved with Paul, he probably wouldn’t have taken that course of action.
Instead, she reached out and ran her hands over his chest, finally bringing them to rest on his tight, round nipples. She tugged at them, not viciously but enough that he could feel the pain of her action. He cringed as she pulled and twisted but his face presented a different picture, he was actually enjoying the sensation. Her head moved down and replaced her fingers; she nipped the delicate, sensitive skin between her teeth and smiled as he let out a small yelp. She continued to tease his nipples for a short while, varying the pressure she exerted, her bite sometimes light, sometimes heavy. She knew that, as delicious as these sensations were to David, the salty taste of his chest, were equally delicious to her.
Breaking from him, she returned her attention to Paul once more; she beckoned him to stand, which he did without question. She moved back and admired her two pupils’ bodies once more. Both were fit and well toned. She was sure now that they were mentally ready for the next lesson.
Both their cocks were rigid and stiffer than she had remembered them before and she had an overwhelming desire to take both once more, the moisture that was trickling down her inner thighs as she stood reminded her of the fact.
Dropping to the floor, once more she beckoned the boys to come closer. She watched as they walked towards her, licking her lips in anticipation of what she was about to do. First Paul’s cock was devoured by her lips, her tongue swirling and eddying around the erect shaft, lingering over the very tip then swirling around the entire shaft once more. Feeling him begin to tense and immediately recognizing that he was dangerously close to losing control she slipped Paul’s cock from between her lips and turned her attentions to David’s cock, repeating the actions that she had just preformed on Paul’s. His cock tasting far sweeter than his friends, a mixture of sweet sour tastes reaching her taste buds as her tongue began to explore the delightfully succulent meat of her young pupil’s cock. It wasn’t long before, like his friend before him, he began to tense. She stopped immediately, sliding her lips along the hard shaft as she pulled her head back, enjoying the tastes once more.
She looked up and them both and smiled, a wicked smile.
She moved towards the sofa and they both followed. No words were spoken, none were needed, all parties desperate for the sensations of release now. She sat on the sofa, legs spayed wide and motioned to David to kneel before her. He dropped to the floor and at her unspoken command began to lick first her inner thighs and then allow his tongue to trail until it came to rest on her open lips. She gasped at the first contact, almost losing control. Her body reacted to every soft movement of the delicate instrument that probed her. She had taught them well and now she was to reap the rewards. She reached and grabbed Paul. He seemed to know instinctively what she wanted, his tongue probing her mouth as David’s tongue probed her pussy lips, the sensations divine, the tension building within her with every exquisite touch. Hands on her breasts now, tweaking her nipples, whose she was unsure of and had no real wish to know at this moment, for her release was imminent. It hit like the wind hitting a wall, first initial collision within her mind then swirling and eddying around her body. She wanted them now, needed them more than ever.
She all but pushed Paul back onto the sofa as the orgasm subsided, her composure returning but the urgency still there in her actions.
“Do you want me to teach you something special?” she whispered into David’s ear as she stood massaging his cock.
“Yes Miss.” He replied immediately.
She broke from him and walked towards the coffee table, picking up the large jar of ointment that she had placed there earlier and opened the lid. David looked perplexed by her actions; Paul on the other hand appeared to understand the reasons then, the smile on his face broadening. She placed the jar in his hand and motioned to him what he should do with the thick, slippery substance that it contained. He needed no second asking and she wondered if he was more experienced than he was letting on. Her hands gripping the back of the sofa, her legs spayed wide, she waited for him to begin applying the ointment. Her heart jumped as his fingers began to rub against the small opening of her arse, a small gasp escaped her lips. His finger began to slide against the wrinkled surface of the skin, spreading the substance over her hole and then it disappeared, her muscles tightening around it as it probed deeper. She wanted more now; she needed both of them.
Pushing Paul’s probing finger from her she pushed him onto the sofa, his cock standing tall and proud she lowered herself onto it. The walls of her pussy tightening around the hard flesh as she did so, this feeling in itself wonderful but she knew the best was yet to come. As she sat astride Paul, who had taken her nipple into his mouth and begun to suckle it like a baby, she motioned to David. He bent forward now knowing what he was supposed to do. She leaned forward as he neared gripping the sofa’s back once more, anticipating the feelings that she knew would follow. Slowly David’s cock began to probe her ring. She felt its tip disappear into her, and this was swiftly followed by the rest of his hard, slippery, cock. She pushed down now taking Paul deep inside her as David began to pump in and out of her. It took a while for them to get a rhythm but it was worth the wait. Harder and harder, faster and faster, she felt the two cocks buried side-by-side deep inside her through the thin wall that separated both of them, the feelings deep and delectable. She felt her body tense once more, sandwich between her pupils youthful bodies, the heat extreme now, the smells wonderfully musky. She came in a torrent of emotions. Loving every wonderful moment, she felt first Paul begin to twitch, his cock deep inside her releasing its fluid, this in turn set David off, his fluid flowing into her arse like the torrent that they had released in her brain a few seconds before.
David slumped forward onto her, crushing her body still further into Paul’s as his orgasm began to subside. His cock slipped slowly from her arsehole as his hardness began to subside. Slowly he stood up and she rolled off Paul, feeling the deposits that they had left inside her beginning to dribble from her body.
David slumped beside her, the efforts that he had just put into his actions having taken their toll on him. She held him and Paul in her arms cuddling them and caressing them, they had come full circle she had taught them all she could now, what else was there? She had achieved her aims. She had taught them all they would need to know to equip them for a life outside in the big wide nasty world. Her job was now complete and her she could move to her new position with a sense of satisfaction that she had really made a difference to at least two pupils at this school.
She still saw them occasionally, even after she had left the school where they had been her special pupils. Though they would meet for the occasional night of fun, they never did tell anyone else. As Paul put it months later, neither of them had been about to kill the goose that laid the golden egg.
The End.
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