Teacher Stacey Gives in To Bad Boys
Mrs. Monroe looked at her class of 12th grade seniors, all are eighteen. She never as any trouble from the majority of them. At the back sat the minority, four guys who stare at her, laugh and were totally disrespectful to the rest of the class. Dillon, Adam, Woody and Tom. Sometimes she would catch them looking down her blouse.
Stacey Monroe is a very hot woman in her mid forties. A Mexican looking woman, 39-24-36 figure. She has the look of Salma Hayek. She was happily married to a wonderful man; an architect.
Stacey is taking a class in a grey pencil skirt which split at the back, a blue blouse, the buttons heaving from her 36C breasts. She felt the guys in the back looking at her, She as to admit that she had hot dreams about the boys fucking her.
“Miss Monroe, can you help me with something?”
“Yes, Dillon.”
Stacey walks to the back of the class. Bent down to him.
“What is it Dillon?”
“Nothing just wanted to smell your perfume, you smell so good.”
Dillon sniffs her neck, his hand cups her butt.
“Dillon, what are you doing?”
She felt Woody’s large hand on her butt, groping it. Woody is a line-backer for the college football team.
“Stop it fellas please.”
Dillon is staring right at her as his hand goes up her skirt, he gropes her thigh. She knew it is wrong, the feeling of his soft hand on her thigh felt so right.
“Stop it please, get back to work.”
Stacey goes back to her desk at the front of the class, her panties are wet. The bell rings for end of class, everyone leaves, apart from Dillon and Woody, they bend over her, looking down her blouse.
“Your tits look good today, Mrs. Monroe. I’d loved chomp down on them.” Woody says menacingly.
“Oh yeah Mrs. Monroe, I’d loved to bend you over your desk, chew on your Mexican taco.”
Even though Stacey hates how they talk to her. Her panties are getting wet again as the two delinquents tease her.
“I’m going to see the Dean, I’m going get you kicked out of this school.”
Dillon grabs her large tit over her blouse and gropes it.
“You like that don’t you my sexy senorita.”
He was right, she did. She starts to feel an urge down below.
“Get out now, go!”
The two boys left, leaving Stacey aroused and wet.
Stacey arrives home, the boys had got her horny. Her husband is sitting in the garden, Stacey pulls up her skirt, her panties come down and she straddles her husband.
“Fuck me Bruce, fuck me now.”
She releases his cock from his shorts and rides him. She tares her own blouse open, exposing her large breasts.
“Squeeze my tits Bruce.”
He grabs her tits in both hands, Stacey riding him like a mad woman in full view of the neighbours.
“Fuck me Bruce! Come on fuck me!”
Stacey’s hips gyrate as she rides her husband, her dark brown eyes wide open with passion.
“Shoot your fucking load into me!”
Her breasts are now out of her bra. Their bouncing for all the neighbours to see in the evening sun, especially their weirdo neighbour Greg.
“Oh my god Stacey, what’s got in to you?”
“Fuck me Bruce, come on.”
Bruce is hypnotised by her large breasts bouncing in front of his face.
“Suck my fucking nipples.”
Bruce buries her face in her breasts.
All of a sudden they feel the presence of another person. Its the fat neighbour Greg.
“Greg what are you doing?”
“I heard a commotion coming from your garden Bruce.”
“You can go now Greg, everything is fine.”
Before Greg can leave, Stacey pulls him towards her. She pulls his joggers down releasing a small pale dick, a thick ginger Bush of public hair around it.
“What you doing honey?”
“I’m so hot darling, I want to give him something to remember.”
“Oh god darling, I don’t like this.”
“I want to suck his cock, while you fuck me.”
Stacey puts his cock in her mouth, it’s soft and small, her sucking soon firms it up in her mouth. Her nose buried in his smelly pubes. Her husband still fucking her hard. Greg’s cock, five inches at the most is now fully erect in her mouth. Stacey goes to town on his dick, her dark brown eyes looking at his ginger freckly face.
“Slurp! Do you, Slurp! Like that, Slurp! You weirdo.”
“Yes Stacey.”
Bruce is fucking his wife hard, he starts to enjoy the sight of Stacey’s mouth around Greg’s penis. Greg doesn’t last long, he put his greasy hands in her hair, he cums in her mouth.
“Hhhhmmm, your cum tastes nice.”
Greg goes to leave.
“Don’t go Greg, get those greasy hands on my tits.”
Greg sits behind her, his greasy white hands squeeze her large olive skinned breasts. Greg’s greasy tongue licking her back and neck. His fingers pinch her nipples which are now large and tender.
“Oh come on my boys. Yes!”
Bruce is still going, Stacey’s head falls back onto Greg’s shoulder, he turns her head to his and they share a hot wet kiss. His breath smells awful, but her tongue goes back in anyway. Bruce was finally ready to empty his load inside his wife. His wife’s tandoğan escort breasts still being fondled by the local weirdo. Her body squashed between them.
“Fucking hell Bruce.”
He shoots his load straight up her. Greg lets go of her tits.
“Thanks Greg you can go now.” Stacey says breathlessly.
Stacey goes into the house, Bruce tells Greg not too say anything.
“I won’t as long as my cock get serviced by your beautiful wife once a week.”
“No Greg.”
“It will, or the whole street and your friends will find out that your sweetheart, sucked off the local weirdo.”
“Piss off Greg.”
Bruce went in to the house.
“What the fuck was that, Stacey. You sucked Greg.”
“Sorry Bruce, I was so horny and I don’t know why. What did Greg say.”
“He wants you to suck his cock once a week.”
“Hold on a minute, don’t forget I saw your secretary sucking you off once.”
“Okay, say no more about it.”
” If sucking Greg once a week keeps our friends from finding out what I did. Then so be it.”
“I’ve got to admit, seeing you sucking that weirdo got me so hot, I want to do it again.”
“Really, a threesome?”
The pair went too bed that night talking about Greg and another threesome. Stacey had never been that hot before, she sucked Greg’s cock and French kissed him, she had to brush her teeth three times to get the taste out. It was all because of Dillon and Woody getting her hot. She had to do something about them.
Stacey arrives at school the next day. The Dean of the school grabs her arm, she startles at someone pulling her arm.
“Hi Stacey, sorry to startle you. I need to talk to you. Can you come to my office now?”
“Okay Michael. What’s up?”
The Dean and Stacey sit in his office, she is confused about what was going on.
“I have had some complaints about four males on your senior class. The other members of the class have asked for them to be kicked out. Is this true Stacey?”
“They are disruptive, I didn’t say anything, I tried to sort it myself.”
“Well, they have been moved to Mr. Brady’s class. You can teach the ones who want to be taught.”
“Thanks Michael.”
Stacey taught the senior class that day. She stared at the empty seats at the back, even though it was a more pleasurable class, she missed them leering at her.
A few days had passed. She expected some kind of retribution from the boys, but nothing happened yet. One morning, Stacey sat having breakfast, she had just showered, her naked body wrapped in a fluffy bath robe, Bruce had left for work. She heard someone try the front door. She looked through the peep hole, standing there was Dillon and Woody.
“We know your in bitch.”
Stacey foolishly opens the door to the men, part of her wanted to see them.
“I didn’t get you kicked out, it was your classmates.”
“We know you didn’t, you never tried to keep us in your class though did you.”
” Sorry, please leave.”
“We know why, you want us don’t you. You want us to fuck you.”
“No please go!”
The two boys pushed her against the wall in her hallway, they pulled the belt on her robe, she grips it tight. The boys try to pull it open but she is strong. Her large tit falls out the robe.
“Aye! Get out, leave her alone.”
Standing behind was Greg, he had obviously been stalking Stacey, the boys scarpered.
“Are you alright?, Stacey darling.”
For once Stacey was delighted that Greg was watching her. She grabs him, tears rolling down her cheek. She could smell his body odour but she didn’t care, he was her hero.
“Thank you so much Greg. Would you like a coffee?”
“Um yes please, three sugars please.”
Stacey hands him his coffee, he still thinking of the flash of boob he saw, when the boys tried to open her robe.
“Greg, you’re my hero. How ever can ever thank you.”
“Um I don’t know Stacey.”
“What if I re-enact what I did in the garden. I owe you that much my hero.”
“Really.”
“Yes, do you want to see my naked body? Greg.”
“Um, of course.”
Stacey de-robed in front of him, her thick hour glass figure and large bouncy tits on full parade for him.
“Wow! Stacey.”
“Let’s get that dick out then.”
Stacey knelt on the marble tiled floor of her kitchen. Her hand unties the drawstring on his dirty grey joggers, she can see his erection straining them. She pulls them down with his pants, his erect dick springs up.
“There it is.” Stacey says looking at it, her eyes wide open.
Her lips kiss the end, her manicured hand runs up and down the shaft. Her soft red lips open slightly on the shaft allowing her tongue too caress it. She looks up at him, kissing the tip and running her tongue round it.
“My Hero.”
Greg stares down to her arse, ‘this must be a dream’ he thinks. He spots the reflection of her pussy lips in the marble floor tile. Stacey moves her soft mouth to his balls, covered in gingery pubes. She slurps them one at a time, leaving tunalı escort them in mouth for a few seconds flicking and licking them with her tongue.
“Do you like that? My Hero.”
“Um yes Stacey.”
Stacey pulls his foreskin back, she licks the pre cum from his japs eye And licks around the rim. She is starting to enjoy it, feeling a wetness in her pussy. Her mouth takes all his cock in, Greg’s hand moves to her hair gently pulling at it. Her mouth glides up and down his shaft, slurping and licking all the time. She is hot, her hand moves to pussy and starts rubbing it. Her mouth continues its assault on his dick. He is trying not to cum, he wants this to last.
“My knees are hurting lets go on the sofa.” Stacey stands pulling him to the sofa. She pulls his top off him. There’s a low hum of body odour. She pushes him on to the sofa. She places a cushion on floor and kneels on it.
“That’s better, let’s get back to thanking my hero.” Stacey starts sucking his dick again. She pushes his cock all the way down and back out, a gasp of air coming from her mouth every time. She was loving sucking this dick now.
“Slurp! I’m going, Slurp! Suck this dick! Once a week, lick! Slurp!, Lick! Slurp!. Is that okay?”
“Ooohhh yes.”
Stacey was so horny now, her pussy was so wet from satisfying the weirdo neighbour, her hero. She still couldn’t imagine fucking him though.
“Would you like your dick in my tits? My hero.”
“Oh my god yes please.”
Stacey spat on his small pale dick, she wrapped her olive skinned soft globes around it, it was lost inside them just a white tip poking out the top.
She masturbates his penis with her large globes, her pace picking up.
“Do you like that Greg?, do you like your dick in my boobs?”
“Um yes, Stacey you’re so beautiful.”
She stops to suck and wank his dick, before putting her tits back round it. Greg’s balls are burning, he can feel an eruption coming, with the tip of his dick at the summit of her bosoms, his cock sprays white goo like a fountain, hitting Stacey under the chin, it’s hanging off dripping down to her tits.
“Oh my god! Greg.”
“Sorry Stacey.”
Stacey gets up, his stringy cum still hanging off her olive coloured skin. She cleans up and puts her robe back on, cuddles up to him on the sofa, his odour is still strong.
“Can you stay with me till Bruce gets home?”
“Okay.”
The pair cuddle up on the sofa watching the TV.
Greg hears the key in the door. Bruce is home.
“Thanks my hero you can go out the backdoor. See you next week.”
Greg left, just as Bruce walked through the door.
Saturday night, Bruce and Stacey have tickets for the theatre. Bruce is ready to go.
“Are you ready darling?”
“Yes, I’m coming now.”
Bruce’s eyes widen at the sight of his wife. Stacey walks down the stairs in a black armless dress that drops above the knee, high heels and black stockings, her hair drops to her shoulder in waves.
“Fuck me, you look so beautiful.”
“thank you darling, imagine if the weirdo came round for his weekly blow job and saw me dressed like this.”
“Stop your getting me rock hard. Thinking about Greg’s sweaty body on top of you dressed like that. Perhaps we could call him over when we come back.”
“Bruce! what have you done with my husband?”
As they go to leave, Stacey’s phone rings.
“Ignore it.”
“I can’t, i’m designated key holder for school this weekend.”
“Hello Stacey, it’s Michael, the alarm is going off in the school can you have a look please, sorry.”
“Okay Michael, we were just heading out, I will swing by. Will Fred the janitor be there.”
“Fred is there waiting for you.”
Fred is a lovely old man, in his sixties. Slightly plump but always impeccably turned out.
Bruce pulls up outside the school. Fred is waving from the other side of the recess area.
“Shouldn’t be long, just got turn the alarm off and call security.” Stacey says to Bruce. Bruce just smiles back in response.
Fred and Stacey walk down the school corridor, it’s quiet, just the noise of Stacey’s heels hitting the wooden floor echoes round the corridor. They head to the office and turn the alarms off. They both agree that there is no need for security. Fred notices a light a few rooms up the corridor on the left.
“There is a light on up there Stacey.”
” That’s my class room.”
The two enter the classroom, then the door slams shut behind them.
“Mrs. Monroe.”
“Dillon! What are you doing?”
“See you dressed like that, you hopefully.”
Stacey and Fred hear another man laughing, Woody steps out from the shadows.
“What are you both doing here, just leave now please.”
“We broke in to graffiti your class room, the night is going another way now.” Woody said menacingly, he strides towards Stacey. Woody moves behind her, his large hands stroking her bare arms.
“Woody what are doing? my husband is outside.”
Woody didn’t answer, his türbanlı escort strong body was pressed against hers. Stacey’s resolve was already weakening.
“No please stop. Oh my god Woody, please.”
Woody is now kissing her neck, his large hands massaging her shoulders. His muscles stretching his tight t-shirt. She as had dreams like this.
“Dillon kiss her.”
Dillon goes too kiss her, she pulls away trying to fight her feelings. Woody lifts her hair up to kiss the back of her neck. Stacey as no fight left, her body gives in too passion. She puts her arms around Dillon pulling his lips to hers, their mouths open, Dillon darts his tongue in to mouth, Stacey finds it and sucks it. They start French kissing, saliva swapping between each other. Dillon’s hand cups her vagina over her dress. Woody still kissing her neck, unzips her dress, it slowly falls to the floor. Her large breasts exposed.
“No please, stop. Please.”
Stacey is stood there, in a thong, stockings and heels. Dillon sinks to the floor and pulls her thong off, he looks at her beautiful vagina, he kisses it gently, he sucks on her thighs as her legs open wider. Woody is now snogging Stacey his hands all over her tits, squeezing her nipples. Stacey as no fight left. She pushes Woody’s head down to nipples, his tongue flicking them, making them rock hard. Her eyes wide open with pleasure.
The two boys work her over, Stacey’s pussy is dripping, Dillon pulls her lips open, his face buried in it, his tongue licking round her clit. Woody is biting and pulling her nipples, Stacey’s legs give way for a second as she cums.
“Fuck me Mrs. Monroe your pussy is hot and wet.” Says Dillon his tongue and fingers fucking her drenched pussy.
They all hear a slapping noise. Fred is pulling his cock in the corner of room.
“Go on Fred!” shouts Woody.
“Let him join in. There is enough of Mrs. Monroe to go around.”
” No, please not Fred. Please no, stop.”
“Fred! Come on me old son.” Says Dillon gesturing him over
Before Stacey can say anything else, Fred’s tongue is in her mouth, she kisses back, their tongues flicking against each other. Her hand reaches down pulling his old cock and squeezing his old balls. Dillon is still fingering her pussy with two fingers, Woody biting and pulling her nipples.
Woody pushes her head down, she falls to floor. Now on her knees the boys whip out their cocks.
“Fucking hell!” Stacey is astonished to see three large erect cocks with Fred’s joining the boys. She works the shaft on Dillon’s wanking the other two, she starts ramming her mouth down on it, her dark brown wavy hair bouncing with the motion of her sucking. She moves to Woody’s, sucking it like her life depends on it, Fred’s is next, she takes it all the way down, she puts Fred’s cock between her breasts. She looks up at the old man as her large breasts wank his dick. She switches between the three of them, their dicks all getting a turn in her large soft boobs. She returns to sucking them.
She works the cocks for twenty minutes, her make up is smudged, her chin and mouth covered in saliva.
“My husband, I need to ring him, he will be wondering where I am.”
“Okay quickly.” Snaps Dillon
She stays knelt down, her free hand wanking Fred. The two boys fondle her tits while she talks to husband.
“Hi honey shouldn’t be too long now.”
“Ok see you soon.”
“Thanks.” Stacey says to the boys.
The cock sucking restarts, she sucks them for another ten minutes. Stacey gets up and moves to her desk.
She pushes everything off the desk and climbs on, her back to the desk, she is ready to get fucked.
” Come on Fred, get in there.”
Dillon and Woody stand either side of Stacey, she turns her head to the right, taking Dillon’s cock in her mouth, her left hand takes hold of Woody’s cock. Fred moves up to Stacey, he lifts her legs round his waist, her silk stockings feel smooth against his bare skin.
“Do you want my old cock? you tart.”
“Yes, please fuck me.”
Fred teases her pussy by placing the tip on her lips, he can see her vagina twitching, yearning for his old cock.
“You sure you want this, you fucking slut.”
“Fred what’s got into you? Fuck me please.”
Fred pushes his old big cock inside Stacey, She is still switching from the boy’s cocks. Fred fucks her hard, sweat pouring from his balding head, Stacey wraps her legs around his waist, her ankles lock as Fred fucks her pussy, her breasts swinging round from the ferocity of Fred’s thrusts.
“Take that old cock you fucking slut.”
Stacey is moaning loudly only muffled by Dillon’s cock in her mouth. Stacey stops sucking, she gazes sexually at Fred.
“Come on then you old bastard fuck me.”
Her heels pushes against his arse, making him push his cock in harder.
“Fucking hell! Fred YESSSSS! Shoot up me.”
Fred’s duck his ramming her pussy, her eyes still staring at him while he does.
“Do you want my old cum in your sweet pussy slut!”
“Yes fill me up!”
Fred fills her insides with his cum. Her legs release their vice like grip from his arse. Fred slumps in a chair. Stacey stands up, Woody lies on his back on the desk, Stacey straddles him, she slides Woody’s dick inside her, taking his whole cock, he can feel Fred’s cum inside her. Dillon moves behind her, with her butthole open he pushes his cock inside it.