Passion in James County XV: Ben and Nancy
Evelyn went home to change and get ready for school after she and Ben had breakfast the next morning. Ben was hoping they would make love again, but they overslept and didn't have time. He was encouraged by the fact that Evelyn made it clear before she left that she had every intention having a repeat of the passionate session they'd shared the previous night at the first opportunity.
An hour before school was to start, Ben walked up the front steps of Jamestown High, went inside, and headed down the hallway to the office.
Mr. Eagleton, the principal, came out of the office as Ben approached. He greeted Ben, smiling broadly. "Good morning, Ben," he said. "Ready to take over Mrs. Wallingford's class?"
"I guess so," Ben said. He was nervous about his new job. Even though he'd graduated at the top of his college class, he didn't have much teaching experience, and he was taking over for a four-time "Teacher of the Year." Another thing that had his anxiety up was that the classes Mrs. Wallingford taught were all seniors, which meant he wasn't that much older than the kids he'd be teaching.
"I know you're probably nervous," Mr. Eagleton said as they walked down the hall. "But I've been keeping and eye on you. You have nothing to worry about. You have the makings of a fine teacher. It didn't take much for me to convince the superintendent that you were the man to take over Mrs. Wallingford's class."
"I sure hope you're right, Mr. Eagleton," Ben said.
"Since you'll be working full-time for the rest of the year," Mr. Eagleton said, "you'll have to go to the superintendent's office this morning to fill out all the necessary forms. And, of course, you'll have to go through the new teacher orientation, too. That's a new district rule."
"What about the class?" Ben asked.
"You'll start with your class tomorrow," the principal said. "I have another sub handling the class today. Come back and see me when you're done at the Superintendent's office," he continued. "Mrs. Wallingford gave me her class rolls, grade book, lesson plans, and everything else she had. As you probably know, Eunice Wallingford is one of our most thoroughly prepared teachers, almost everything you'll need to finish the year is already done."
"That's a relief," Ben said.
"Get going, young man," Mr. Eagleton said. "Superintendent Eames is expecting you."
An hour and a half later, Ben was sitting in the waiting room outside the superintendent's office, waiting for Mr. Eames to talk with him. He'd already filled out a ton of forms covering life insurance, health insurance, and almost everything else, it seemed. When Mr. Eames was free, he had an interview with the superintendent, then the orientation, which he wasn't looking forward to. Other teachers told him it was horribly boring.
Ben sat there, leaned his head back, and closed his eyes. And remembered the last time he and Yvonne were together. He sensed something different about the way she was acting from the minute he arrived at her home, even though the minute he got there, she'd dragged him into her bedroom and into bed. What had followed was the wildest sex he'd ever had with her:
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"Yes!!!! Yes!!! Oh, God!!! Ye!!!" Yvonne cried while he slammed into her, bashing her against the mattress with powerful thrusts of his hips. She was acting like she never had sex before today.
"I can't wait!!! I can't wait!!!" she cried. "Now!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God, Ben!!! I'm gonna come!!! Oh, God!!! I'm...I'm coming!!!! I'm coming!!!!!! Eeeeeeeahhhhh!!!!!! Eeeeeeeeeahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Her lithe legs locked around him, her arms clamped around his neck, and her hips continued humping up against his.
"Take it!!! Take it!!!!" he yelled when hot cream gushed from his pulsing cock into the quivering cave engulfing it.
Spent, he pulled out of her and rolled onto his back. Yvonne sighed softly and leaned against him. He wasn't sure why their first love-making session had been so intense and lay there, puzzling that.
"Hey, Ben, are you there?" Yvonne asked.
He turned and looked at her. "Sorry," he said, "I was thinking."
"About what?" she asked.
"About how hot you are today," he replied.
Yvonne put her arms around him and hugged him. "God! It was pretty intense, wasn't it?" she said. "I don't think I've ever been fucked as hard as you just fucked me!"
"I'm sorry," he said, "I...I shouldn't have been that rough."
Yvonne smiled and hugged him again. "I'm not complaining," she said. "God! It's a real trip to be wanted that much! You were something else!"
He smiled at her and said, "Nice of you to say so."
"Just telling the truth," Yvonne replied and made a face. "I'm all yukky. I have to get cleaned up."
He watched her walk toward the bathroom. Yvonne, who had long, dark hair, was lean, but wonderfully-shaped. Her ass was as good as any he had ever seen. Her breasts, though small, were firm and proud.
It wasn't long before Yvonne returned from the bathroom, looking every bit as good walking toward him as she had walking away. She slid in the bed, next to him. "You don't have to leave right away, do you?" she asked, trailing her hand over his body, toward his middle, striking sparks of desire into him as it moved over his skin.
"Ah!!!!" he groaned when Yvonne's fingers encircled his cock which, quite rapidly, began to stiffen again. "I...Oh!!!...I guess not!"
Yvonne began to lick his nipples and he found what the lovely young woman was doing incredibly arousing. Her lips and hands seemed to be touching him everywhere and each tender caress, each gentle touch, each fiery kiss, raised his level of need higher. She sure knew what she was doing.
"Wahhhhhhh!!!!" he groaned. His hips arched off the bed when something warm and wet engulfed his cock. Yvonne was sucking his cock and acting as if she loved doing it! It didn't take long before he was totally out of control. His hips twisted and turned and his hands roamed randomly over Yvonne's body. Then she straddled him and began rubbing her wet gash against his cock, which was trapped between their bellies. He shoved up off the bed, pressing himself tighter against her.
"Do you really want me, Ben?" Yvonne asked. Her face was flushed and her chest was heaving. Her nipples had grown erect and jutted from her lean chest like little fingers.
"Yes!!!!" he groaned, rocking his hips, trying to somehow get his rigid organ into her. "God! Yes!!! You know I do!!!"
"Well, then..." Yvonne murmured. She reached between them and centered the tip of his cock on her opening. Then, with a quick movement of her hips, swallowed his swollen shaft into her. "Yeah!!! Oh, yeah!!!" she gasped, and began to rock her hips. "That's nice! So nice!"
He liked making love with the woman on top because it left his hands free to do things, such as caress breasts. He grabbed Yvonne's tiny breasts and began rubbing the swollen tips with his thumbs.
