Judy Apple squeezed her thighs happily against the cheeks of Mr. Radford, her English teacher. She stroked his balding head with soft touches of her fingers, urging him on to milk one more cum from her hot pussy.
He was such a lamb, she thought, as she cooed to him, "Oh. That feels so good. Yesss. Oh Goodness. I just love the way you lick my clit while you suck it in and out of your mouth. It is so exciting. I'm going to cum soon. Can you tell?""
Radford moaned in pleasure as he listened to the sultry voice of this sexy eighteen-year-old cheerleader. He put his hands to her thighs, hugging them even more tightly against his head. His eyes closed to better allow him to concentrate on Judy's savory clit,
He could tell she was about to cum and it gave him more pleasure to have her cum all over his face than anything else he had experienced for some time. He thrilled as she fucked at his face when she was about to come, the forceful way she held his mouth to her pussy, the tightening of her thighs against his cheeks.
Judy's body began to tingle. She licked her lips in excited anticipation of another exciting orgasm. "Put your fingers into my pussy now, Mr. Radford. I'm going to cum soon."
Radford did as he was told and nearly shot his wad when he felt this hot teen girl's vagina grip and release his fingers. God. He loved the way her hot pussy pulled at and squeezed his fingers.
Judy sighed. It had been so easy to get Radford's head between her thighs. Men, she thought, seemed to think only with what was below their belt, which is very nice for me.
She had begun her campaign to get Radford where he was at the beginning of her senior year. She had turned eighteen in August. Judy had been very ill as a child and did not enter school until she was seven and so was among the oldest of her class. She had felt self-conscious about being a year behind for years, but her burgeoning sexually and the attention she received changed that.
Her body developed earlier than her contemporaries and she loved the attention she got from both boys and men. It really turned her on to produce a hardon. It was so easy, a little look up her skirt, bending over to show the curve of her tits. That was all it took.
She decided at the beginning of her senior year that she was going to cash in on her sexy body. Years of necking and petting had tuned her sexual charms and she was ready for the big time.
She liked having boys suck on her tits and masturbate her but rebelled at their attempt to fuck her without giving in return. They all seemed so think all girls wanted to do was suck a boy's cock and have him put his dick into their pussies.
Boys were astounded when she told them they could fuck her if they got her off first with their mouth. The typical response was spoken or unspoken but it went much the same. "What? Stick my face down their into that smelly hole? A couple of boys were willing to get down and give her pussy a swipe with their tongue but that was as far as they were willing to go.
And so Judy was still a virgin when she turned eighteen and determined to change that, and use one of her teachers. Men, she had decided were more mature about pussy eating and Radford was the natural choice.
He qualified on several counts. He was a bachelor, not too old and not too young. His eyes had zeroed in on her crotch the moment she sat down in his class and they returned every time she shafted in her seat. She had him hard before the first class ended.
By the time the first semester was coming to a close it seemed she was able to get him erect just by sitting down in her seat in his classroom.
Radford's favorite class was in creative writing. Judy had signed up for it because she needed an elective and it fit her schedule. It was the last class period of the day.
It was fun to write. Judy discovered that she had an aptitude for putting words on paper. Radford assigned them to write a five hundred to 1000 word paper each week. It could be fiction, an essay, a story for a newspaper, anything a student wanted to write.
The students loved the class and Radford's careful and supportive comments. He went over each paper with great care, using a red pen to make comments, suggestions, and corrections. Everything was positive with him; his comments were made in a way that students saw as help, not negative criticism.
Radford made his students promise not to use spelling and grammar checking programs. "How can you learn to write if you do not know how to put a sentence together?"
His pet peeve was what he called the Dumbing Down of America: cashiers no longer needed to know how to make change, clerks no longer knew the merchandise they sold, only how to ring up the sale. No one knew how to spell or create a sentence that was correct grammatically.
"You are going to learn to write in this class, not simply punch a button on a computer."
His reputation was legend and this was the most popular class in the English Department. Judy felt lucky to get into the class. And his interest in her crotch was a bonus. She knew from the first day she was going to give Radford a lesson.
Besides wearing the shortest skirt the school's policy allowed and crossing and uncrossing her legs as often as she could, Judy kept the top buttons of her blouse undone, especially when Radford walked around the class when the students were taking a quiz, which they did every week.
Bent over her desk, wearing a push up bra, Judy presented him with a very good view of her firm teen breasts. Her pussy pulsed when she heard his footsteps coming up behind her. She squeezed her thighs together excitedly when he leaned over her shoulder, carefully checking what she was writing but Judy knew he was checking out her breasts.
Toward the end of the semester she judged that Radford was ready for her next, more direct move. The beauty of it was that she did not have to leave school to get what she wanted. Radford, as head of the department, was the only member of the English faculty to have his own private office. And Judy planned to have a very private meeting in that office.
It was located next to the classroom and accessed through a connecting door as well as from a door in the hall.
Judy began the start of her seduction innocently enough. "May I stay after class and speak with you, Mr. Radford?"
"Of course, Judy. I have nothing planned this afternoon and no other student needs my attention."
"How can I help you Judy?" he asked as she stood next to his desk after class.
Judy put a frown on her face. "It's my skirt, Mr. Radford."
A puzzled look on his face, Radford looked at her skirt, enjoying for the umpteenth time the sight of her well-shaped legs and thighs nicely displayed under her tight denim skirt.
"I don't understand."
Judy sighed, letting her bosom rise and fall under the thin material of her partially unbuttoned blouse. She had taken off her bra before coming into the classroom and her nipples were standing out stiffly under the thin cloth of her blouse. She bit her lip as she explained.
"Miss Clauson says my skirt is too short, that I need to wear longer skirts to school."
Clauson was the vice principal and in charge of keeping discipline in the school. She enforced the dress code strictly.
