AUTHORS NOTE:
This story contains descriptions of explicit lesbian sexual acts between high school teenagers and adults. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.
This story is a work of fiction. The characters contained within do not refer to any actual persons either living or dead. The "Everson School for Girls" is a fictionalized place created solely for literary purposes and does not in any way refer to an actual school under the same name, whether wholly or in part.
Miss Johnson
Part III - Surrender
It was the third time Amanda had begun reading the page in the book she had with her. She had hauled out an old novel she had started during the summer to try and keep her mind occupied, but it was no use. She couldn't read, she couldn't focus, she couldn't think or concentrate...she couldn't do anything.
It had been that way for a couple of hours. After dinner, she took a shower, bought herself a diet soda from the first floor vending machine, and settled in to do some math homework. She had to try and keep her mind on something, and schoolwork seemed to be the perfect solution. It wasn't. Next came watching TV. She walked down to the student lounge - and turned right around and headed back to her room when she saw the same girls who met her in the hallway outside Miss Johnson's classroom the first day. The blonde who chided her caught Mandy's eye and looked directly at her, nodding at her and smiling. Mandy turned and hurried away to the sound of laughter behind her. She then tried going for a walk - again, useless. Now was the feeble attempt at reading. It was impossible. One thought occupied her. What was happening between Nicky and Miss Johnson?
Nicky had come by Amanda's room to check on her before heading out to Miss Johnson's house. It had not been a pleasant conversation. Mandy's already overactive imagination had been fueled by the disappointment of not being able to enjoy a Friday evening with her best friend, combined with Nicky being forced to accept an invitation to be "tutored" at Miss Johnson's home. Once again, Nicky had tried to offer reassurance, but Mandy wouldn't hear it. She was especially combative, finally sending Nicky on her way with a your-on-your-own attitude.
At the time, Mandy wasn't sure if she was angry or just disappointed. Now, genuinely worried about what kind of "tutoring" Miss Johnson had in mind, she struggle to find something - anything - to keep her attention.
"Hey."
It was the blonde from the lounge sticking her head inside Mandy's room. Mandy had forgotten that she left the door open to let heat inside her room escape into the hallway.
"What? What do you want?" she asked a little testily. She was in no mood to be heckled at.
"Well, excuse me," the blonde shot back. "Looks like I stuck my head in at the wrong time."
Mandy said nothing and turned her attention back to her book.
"I heard your friend is over at Miss Johnson's tonight being 'tutored"," the blonde went on. "I just wanted to stop by and see if you were Ok."
Mandy heard voices and giggles outside her door but said nothing. The blonde's head momentarily went back into the hallway and told the others to keep it down.
"Look, if it makes you feel any better, Miss Johnson's not gonna hurt her or anything - she isn't like that."
Mandy looked up with a stern expression. "I don't know what you're talking about," she said firmly.
The blonde shrugged. "Ok, well, we're outta here. See ya!" She went off leaving Mandy by herself again.
Mandy rose off her bed and went to her window to look outside. Her room faced opposite Nicole's, facing the administration building, and the lights illuminating the campus gave the area almost a daytime feel. It brought no comfort and her worrying continued unabated. What made it worse was that she did not really know whether or not there was anything to be worried about. After all, Nicole could've been right, and the whole thing might just be a figment of Mandy's imagination.
It wasn't.
"...ohhh...ohhh...plea...I ca...nnnnn...I ca...plea...oh, my g...uuuugggghhhh...AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH..."
Nicole's face contorted once more as another climax overtook her, her third one of the evening. Not that she was counting - indeed, she hardly knew where she was, much less anything else. Her senses were unable to process anything but the immediate physical sensations she was being subjected to, and though her mind had lost track of her immediate surroundings, her body was acutely aware of what was happening. She was reacting once again to the delicate but insistent sexual attentions of her thirty eight year old English teacher, Sheila Johnson. The older woman gave off a throaty moan as she feasted on Nicole's young pussy, her lips and tongue playing a symphony of erotic urgency on the young girl's exposed sex. As she felt Nicole stiffen in orgasm once again, a deliciously wicked thought crossed her mind and made her smile with lusty satisfaction...
...her plans had once again worked to perfection.
The teacher took her time disrobing, using slow and deliberate detail with every movement as she slipped off her expensive blouse, and then her skirt. Her eyes remained locked on Nicole's, her expression one of sultry anticipation. She had waited patiently for this moment all week long, and now that it was here she was determined to savor every last bit of it. Nicole could do nothing but watch helplessly as Miss Johnson continued the sexy striptease and slowly removed her bra and panties.
Nicole gasped. She had always been impressed by Miss Johnson's figure since she met her on the first day of school, but only now as she saw her in the flesh did she realize just how formidable a woman Miss Johnson was. It was the first time Nicole had seen a grown woman naked, and the young teenager was simply overwhelmed by the vision standing in front of her. Miss Johnson's body was nothing short of astounding. Her breasts were enormous, a full 39D in size. They stood out proudly from the older woman's chest, large and round, with smallish nipples surrounded by wide, pink areolas. Her narrow waist blossomed into shapely hips which helped accentuate the beautifully long legs that supported her 5' 10" frame, and the neatly trimmed thatch in between gave a hint of the treasure that lay within. Her own pubic hair glistened in the candlelight from her own arousal, something she made sure Nicole got a full glimpse of as she place first one leg and then the other on the bed to remove her garter and stockings.
Nicole lay motionless, frozen from a combination of fear and strange exhilaration coursing through her as she watched Miss Johnson climb onto the bed. "Don't be frightened," the teacher said in a husky voice. "Just relax."
The older woman kissed Nicole's stomach, careful not to touch her with any part of her own body except her lips. She kissed her way up in between Nicole's breasts, and then let her mouth wander across the fulsome flesh until came across the girl's right nipple. She kissed the nubile mound lightly, dragging her mouth over and around several times before surrounding it with her lips. She heard Nicole catch her breath and felt her body tense as she sucked long and hard, gathering more and more of the young girl's breast into her mouth before releasing with a loud kissing noise. She reached out with her tongue and swirled it around the pinkness, which began to harden under her deft touch. Nicole's skin was starting to tremble and her breath was becoming shallow - the affect Miss Johnson had expected.
The older woman stopped long enough to lie down beside Nicole, taking each of the student's breasts in her hands and giving them a healthy squeeze. Her mouth briefly returned to the right breast, kissing and sucking, before moving to the other to do the same.
Nicole's closed her eyes and bit her lip, her mind swirling out of control. This was not the first time she had experienced sex - she had lost her virginity three years before - but none of her boyfriends had ever touched her like this. The soft whimper that escaped her mouth was a sure sign that she was losing the battle to resist as Miss Johnson continued her intricate assault on the girls young orbs, massaging them well, hardening each of them to the point where it seemed they would burst.
Miss Johnson finally let go and moved her mouth upward toward Nicole's neck, kissing and licking as went, before finally arriving at the teenager's moistened lips. The teacher wasted no time and engulfed Nicole's mouth with her own, her tongue probing deeply. She met almost no resistance as she used her leg to spread Nicole's thighs apart and began rubbing Nicole's mound with her own thigh.
The scene lasted for what seemed like hours - Miss Johnson slowly humping the young girl through her now soaking panties while continuing to savor the taste of her sweet mouth, taking time to rain light kisses on Nicole's face, eyes, and neck before driving her tongue deeply into her once again. When she felt Nicole moan loudly into her own mouth and try to hump back on her leg, she knew it was time.
She slowly kissed her way back down the teenager's body until she came to her panties, which she quickly removed. She spread Nicole's legs, revealing the puffy outer lips that were already parting. She placed Nicole's right leg over her shoulder and pushed the other aside, leaving her face but inches away from Nicole's pussy. Reaching out with her hand, she gently spread the outer lips, exposing the already hardened clitoris, and then reached out with her tongue and gave Nicole a long, slow lick from bottom to top. Nicole gasped and wrenched her hips almost instantly, indicating that she wasn't far away from orgasm. The older woman thought briefly about teasing Nicole a little to heighten the pleasure, but then thought better of it and decided to finish her off quickly. She gave Nicole's clit a long, wet kiss before sealing it off with her mouth and sucking on it, flicking it back and forth with her tongue. Nicole lasted all of ten seconds before her body went rigid. She held on for dear life to the silken restraints that bound her to the bed as wave after wave of pleasure ripped through her uncontrollably.
That had all been less than thirty minutes before. Now, with her young student about to cum for a fourth time, it was time for Miss Johnson to take things to the next level.
Miss Johnson's technique was deliberately exquisite, deriving from years of practice seducing young ladies like Nicole. Even the ones who were less enthusiastic were powerless to withstand the older woman's touch. Her nimble fingers and experienced tongue were enough to turn even the most resistant girls into putty within minutes.
So it was with Nicole, who was turning out to be one of Miss Johnson's more responsive conquests. The girl's head thrashed from side to side, her body squirming spasmodically as the teacher pleasured her aching pussy again and again, moistening the soft folds with her tongue, swabbing the girl's clit over and over, until Nicole was nothing more than a mass of babbling incoherency. The teenager was covered in a sheen of sweat, soaking the sheets beneath her, and Miss Johnson's face was a sticky with Nicole's gushing wetness.
Miss Johnson then began to draw back a bit. This was her secret. The closer a young girl came to orgasm, the lighter the teacher's touch became, thus heightening the tension until the girl begged for release. She teased Nicole's clit very lightly with the tip of her tongue, stimulating Nicole just enough to drive her wild with desire. In such a state Nicole would agree to do almost anything for the older woman, and was about to do just that.
"Nicole? Can you hear me?" Miss Johnson lightly rubbed Nicole's clit with just the tip of her middle finger, drawing small circles around the swollen nub.
"Y-y-y-yeees..." Nicole was barely able to answer.
"Tell me what you want, my dear."
"W-w-what?!?"
"Tell me what you want. Come, Nicole, tell me what it is you wish me to do."
"W-w-wh-wha..." The young student was panting so hard she could barely speak.
"You know what it is you want. Tell me - do you want me to stop?"
"NNNOOOOOOO!!!!!!"
"You want me to keep going then?"
"Y-Y-YE-YYYEEEEESSSS!!!!"
"Then tell me what you want, Nicole. Say the words for me."
"W-what words?"
"I want you to say 'Fuck me, Miss Johnson...' "
"N-n-n..."
The teacher inserted her middle finger deep in to Nicole's vagina, stroking lightly, keeping her thumb on the girl's clitoris. Nicole let out a loud moan.
"Say it, Nicole. Say the words for me. Say 'Fuck me, Miss Johnson..."
"YYYYEEESSS!!! P-P-PLEASE FUCK ME, MISS JOHNSON!!!"
A wicked smirk crossed the teacher's lips as she bent forward and took Nicole's clit between her lips once again and sucked hard. Nicole went over the edge in a towering climax, her back arching in a violent spasm before passing out completely.
Nicole came to again a few minutes later. She was still somewhat groggy, and it took her a moment or so to realize where she was. Her body was sticky from perspiration, but the temperate air surrounding her felt good against her skin. Then she remembered: She was naked - and in Miss Johnson's bedroom. The silk scarves around her wrists reminded her she was still tied up. With considerable effort she lifted her head up to look around, and saw that she was alone. Miss Johnson was no where to be seen and had apparently left the room, leaving Nicole by herself for the first time all evening. She looked at the clock on the bed stand - 9:30 p.m. It had been over two hours since Nicole first arrived, but to her it seemed much longer than that.
Nicole let her head fall back on the oversized pillow beneath her. She was completely spent. She lay still, not having the strength to move; her body felt like a lead weight she felt sure would sink to the bottom if dropped in the ocean. Her mind had turned to jelly, making it difficult to think clearly as she tried gathering her thoughts.
What had just happened, she thought. It had all seemed like a dream, so surreal that Nicole wasn't entirely sure if it was real, if any of it really happened at all. How did I get here, she asked herself? Why didn't I see this coming? Why didn't I fight back, or run away, or resist...or...or do SOMETHING?
The answer came as her body began to remember the sensations of the last hour - the way Miss Johnson touched her, the feeling of having Miss Johnson's tongue in her mouth, the mind blowing manner in which Miss Johnson intricately converged on her most intimate areas. The thought made Nicole's pussy tingle with pleasure as she remembered more and more of how Miss Johnson touched her. Could that have been the reason why she did nothing, Nicole thought - because it felt so good? Is that the reason why I ignored Mandy? Did I somehow want this all to happen?
What seemed like a million questions ran through Nicole's mind all at once, none of which she was able to answer in any way that made sense. She was much too tired and confused, which was understandable. Her senses had been powerfully ambushed for the last two hours, and were just starting to return to her when Miss Johnson appeared again, clad in a beautiful black silk robe.
"Ah, Miss Taylor," the teacher smiled. "Welcome back. Are you thirsty? I brought you some water."
The teacher walked to the side of the bed with a crystal glass filled with water and a sipping straw. She brought the glass down to Nicole's head. Nicole eagerly accepted the straw in her mouth and took a long drink.
"Be careful, don't gulp," the teacher cautioned. "Better? Good."
She set the glass down on the bed stand and walked to the front of the bed.
"Will you untie me now?" Nicole asked.
"Mmmm, not just yet," replied Miss Johnson. "There's still one more part to tonight's lesson we haven't covered. I think you'll find those restraints quite useful - for a little while longer, at least."
Nicole felt a twinge in her stomach. "What do you mean?" she asked anxiously.
Miss Johnson just looked at Nicole and smiled, loosing the robe and letting it slip to the floor, revealing her stunning form for the teenager once again. She placed her hands on her hips and waited for Nicole to notice the new accoutrement now adorned around her hips. Nicole's eyes widened with shock as her eyes finally came to rest on the enormous strap-on rubber dildo Miss Johnson was wearing.
The head was easily the size of a small apple. The shaft was so thick the older women could hardly fit her hand around it, with veins insidiously imposed throughout its length. The pair of balls at the base hung down convincingly, giving the fake package an unnatural genuineness. Nicole could not believe her eyes as she saw Miss Johnson take hold of the oversized phallus and begin stroking it. It didn't take long for the young girl to realize what was going to happen next.
Nicole finally found the courage to speak. "You're not going to..."
"'going to'...what, Miss Taylor?" the teacher cut her off. "Come now, you're not honestly going to tell me you've never seen one of these before, are you, or pretend to not know what it's for?"
Nicole said nothing, lying perfectly still with a terrified expression on her face, her hands tightly gripping the scarves binding her hands. The older woman saw Nicole's trepidation and sought to put her at ease.
"Miss Taylor, let us be clear between us...did I not say with a fair amount of clarity that I would not hurt you?"
Nicole gave a nervous nod.
"That's right. Now, answer honestly, please...have I, in fact, hurt you? Have you not found what we've done so far pleasing to you?"
Nicole turned away, not knowing how to respond. Miss Johnson smiled slyly and moved over to sit down on the bed beside Nicole. She reached out with her hand and began running her well manicured fingertips over Nicole's stomach.
Nicole caught her breath, once again not knowing whether to respond or fight back or anything. She tried hard to ward off Miss Johnson's delicate urgings, but it was no use. Nicole eventually found herself quivering once again under her teacher's persistent fondling. It was only then Nicole realized what was happening. She was in the hands of a very practiced and experienced older woman, one who knew everything there was to know about pleasure and one whom Nicole knew she was no match for. Miss Johnson certainly knew more about Nicole's body than Nicole did, eliciting responses the teenager's body had no choice but to obey. Sure enough, Nicole quickly surrendered to Miss Johnson's gentle persuasiveness, closing her eyes as she felt Miss Johnson's hand moving downward. Miss Johnson moved her hand in between Nicole's thighs, parting them easily, and began to gently rub the moistening softness in between.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Miss Johnson said huskily, her eyes ablaze with lust. "It's going to feel even better. I told you by the end of this night that you would be begging me not to stop. Well, you needn't worry, because I'm not going to. I'm going to open your eyes to a world beyond your imagination and show you pleasures you've never even dreamed of. So brace yourself, young lady, because I'm going to make you cum until it feels like your heart is going to burst right out of your chest. And I'm going to start right now - by fucking your brains out."
Miss Johnson moved in between Nicole's thighs, spreading her legs apart and bending her knees so that her feet stood flat on the bed. She positioned herself over Nicole's body and looked down on her, ready to consume the prize she'd been imagining all evening. She then steadied herself with one hand, taking hold of the dildo with the other and bringing it down to Nicole's twitching dampness.
Nicole felt Miss Johnson moving over her. "No...please...you mustn't...uuuuggggghhhhh!!!!!
Nicole let out a moan as Miss Johnson rubbed the head of her cock up and down Nicole's wet slit, wetting the large head with the girl's juices before positioning it at the opening. The teacher then leaned forward and began slowly pushing herself inside until the big head disappeared, the inner lips of Nicole's pussy closing around the shaft. Nicole cried out again as she felt the massive tool invading her.
The teacher stopped for a moment to allow Nicole to get used to the sensation before pushing forward, careful not to go faster than her young student could tolerate. Such an enterprise could easily inflict as much pain as pleasure, especially with a dildo as large as this. Miss Johnson kept that thought squarely in mind as she began gently working the twelve inch length into Nicole's dripping pussy.
Miss Johnson was insistent, but very patient. She went slowly, pulling back and then moving forward a little bit further each time, using her hand to guide the thick latex and keep it from bending out of shape. She watched fervently as inch by inch the gigantic cock gradually disappeared inside Nicole, watchful to stop each time she felt Nicole tense up. Nicole grunted loudly whenever she felt the dildo advancing inside her, her pussy stretched beyond reason as the older woman went deeper and deeper into her.
"Relax," she cooed. "Breath deeply, my dear."
Finally, there were but three inches left. Miss Johnson took her hand away and settled on top of Nicole, kissing her deeply and burying the rest of her cock inside Nicole with one massive thrust.
"MMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!" Miss Johnson's tongue in her mouth kept Nicole from crying out completely as the young girl felt the rest of the giant organ stabbing into her, bringing about an intense orgasm. Miss Johnson felt Nicole's body stiffening once again and wrapped her arms around Nicole, holding her tightly and crushing her huge breasts into Nicole's.
The spasms soon subsided, allowing the teacher to relax a bit. She paused for a second, letting Nicole get used to the immense length inside her and allowing the fake penis to become well lubricated. She then kissed Nicole once more before moving her lips to the side of Nicole's face, kissing her neck and driving her tongue in Nicole's ear as she began fucking her young student.
At first, all she did was gently press her hips forward and relax, pushing the big cock deep into Nicole. Even this simple act was enough to make Nicole emit a high pitched whimper. Then, Miss Johnson moved back slightly, withdrawing a bit before driving forward again, making Nicole cry out. She kept this up for a moment or so until she was able to withdraw herself half way before pushing in again. She then gathered herself and set about fucking Nicole in earnest.
She began with a slow rhythm, methodically thrusting forward and withdrawing again, flexing her ass muscles to maximize penetration. Miss Johnson was as good at fucking as any man, having watched enough soft-core porno films to know exactly what to do with a penis. Her own personal homework proved to be worth while as she powered into Nicole again and again, forcing the young girl towards a massive climax. Nicole grunted loudly, trying fruitlessly to catch her breath, feeling Miss Johnson driving into her faster and faster with each successive thrust. She could feel another colossal orgasm fast approaching and was powerless to stop it.
Miss Johnson released her hold on Nicole and rose up on her hands, steadying her position between Nicole's legs with her knees as she fucked the young teenager relentlessly. She looked down on Nicole with a lascivious expression, watching Nicole's head shake wildly from side to side as orgasm rushed to meet her. It arrived a moment later, overtaking Nicole so strongly she was unable to speak.
Miss Johnson broke out in a huge smile as she watched Nicole's body twisting beneath her. This is what she lived for, what pleasured the most - watching one of her own students, naked, contorted, back arched, nipples stiff, skin sheening with sweat, completely engulfed by her own pleasure. She was awarded again as she felt Nicole's legs wrap around her waste - the sign she'd been waiting for, the sign that told her Nicole had fully submitted to what was happening to her. The teacher settled down on Nicole once more, kissing her deeply again, this time reaching up to undo the scarves holding Nicole. Nicole immediately wrapped her arms around Miss Johnson, her nails digging into the older woman's back.
The two continued like that together for some time, with Nicole losing track of how many orgasms she had. Miss Johnson continued unabated, her mouth moving to suckle on one of Nicole's aching nipples, still pistoning her fake cock into the young girl with unyielding precision. The sheets beneath both of them were completely soaked through as Miss Johnson pounded into Nicole, making her cum again and again, showing no mercy or sign of slowing down. Finally, she stopped long enough to turn Nicole onto her hands and knees and take her from behind. Nicole uttered a low moan as she felt the teacher's phallus sliding into her pussy once again. Miss Johnson then started again, grabbing Nicole's hips, pulling out until she was almost out before thrusting home, fucking Nicole with what was almost the entire length of her cock. She reached under with her hand and found Nicole's clitoris, massaging the nub whilst ramming herself inside. It wasn't long before Nicole experienced yet another tremendous orgasm, letting loose a low howl that lasted at least a few seconds. Miss Johnson grabbed a handful of Nicole's hair and snapped her head back violently as her body began to spasm.
And so it went in earnest for young Nicole Taylor, her life and her womanhood changed forever by the experiences taking place in the bedroom of her English teacher. What the future held in store was still yet to be decided, but that mattered little at the moment as Sheila Johnson - teacher, lesbian, seducer of young girls - continued happily on fucking her young charge well into the night.
To be continued...