Dora snatched the hem away from him. "Nothing below the waist," she said sternly.
Donny sighed and rolled off her. Dora pulled the bed covers up to her waist, then blushingly raised her nightgown up over her tits. To Donny's relief, she wasn't wearing a bra. He gawked happily at the large firm globes of her tits and at her pretty little light pink nipples. Then he reached out and cupped her jugs.
"Oh wow," he sighed, "you got the greatest boobs I ever saw, Miss Winters."
Dora couldn't stop blushing. "There's no need for remarks," she said coldly.
Donny just flashed her a blissful grin. She felt his firm hands squeezing and caressing her highly sensitive tits, and she couldn't ignore the pleasant sensation. She kept her face stern and forbidding, but already her treacherous pussy was starting to moisten and swell with need. She told herself that this time she absolutely must keep control of her lust. She mustn't do anything she'd be ashamed of.
Miss Winters looked grim and unmoved, but Donny was sure she secretly liked having her tits played with. She sure hadn't minded this afternoon. He enjoyed caressing the hot satiny flesh of her boobs. They were so big, they almost overflowed his hands. He tickled the tender pink nipples, and, he thought he felt Miss Winters quiver, but when he looked again, she was still stern.
"Gee, Miss Winters," he sighed, "why, don't you relax and dig it? I bet you really like this."
"Absolutely not," Dora snapped.
But the truth was that her pussy was getting hotter and more swollen by the second. Helplessly she recalled Donny's delicious finger-play and how he'd gotten her off by rubbing her clit and jerking his finger in her cunt. She remembered the moment when he'd tried to fuck her, his handsome stiff cock almost touching her eager cunt. She felt her twat give a hot spurt of juice.
She mustn't let herself go. Thank God she'd had the sense to get away from him this afternoon before they went all the way. She'd wanted the boy to put his cock in her, she could admit that to herself now, but it was out of the question. He was only a boy, and she was his governess. It would be immoral for them to make love.
At Dora was desperately telling herself these things, trying to blot out her mounting arousal, Donny suddenly bent down and began flicking her tender pink nipples with the wet hot tip of his tongue it felt thrilling, and Dora barely stifled a gasp of excitement. Her starved little cunt gushed more hot juice, and her heart hammered. She prayed the boy would stop before she got even more horny.
But Donny was just getting started. He tongue lashed her tender little rosy nipples till they gleamed with his spit, and he was sure he felt Miss Winters quiver and start to breathe harder. Impulsively he opened his mouth wide and sucked in her right nipple. He began to suck the soft cone greedily, making a lewd wet slurping noise. This time Miss Winters lurched and gasped.
"Ohhh!" she exclaimed.
Her face flaming, Dora scolded herself for that little outburst. When Donny sucked her sensitive nipple into the hot wet nest of his mouth, the pleasure had been sudden mid powerful, and she'd cried out. But not again! She would maintain her self control, she absolutely had to. How could she live with herself if she was seduced by a teenage boy left in her care?
Still she couldn't control her love-starved body to her great embarrassment, she felt her nipple going stiff and throbbing on the boy's tongue. He released it and sucked in the other nipple, which soon followed suit, going rigid and extremely tender to sensation. Pleasure seemed to streak right down to her moistening pussy as Donny sucked fast and loud on her tit.
Dora struggled to keep her senses. She tried to ignore the flaming need in her cunt, the mad desire for something long and hard and stiff. She remained herself that the one time she was fucked, it had hurt and scared her. She didn't want to go through that again, did she? Yet her cunt hardly seemed frightened. It went on creaming, burning.
At last Donny raised his head and caught his breath, looking gleefully at Dora's stiff wet rosy ripples. "Donny," she said hoarsely, "that's enough. You've done everything you possible could… I want you to leave my room now."
"Aw, Miss Winters," he begged, "just a little longer, please. Just let me play with your tits a few more minutes."
As he spoke, he was easing his hand down under the bedclothes. He found the warm furry triangle of her bush and set his hand on it. Miss Winters reddened and gasped as he gave her muff a little squeeze.
"Donny," she cried, "you promised – nothing below the waist."
"I just can't help myself," he grinned.
"Well, you'll have to, young man," she cried, "because I won't stand for it. I want you out of my room, and that's final."
She started to sit up, and Donny threw himself on her, pinning her with his superior weight. With his free hand he managed to hold both her wrists behind her. Miss Winters writhed and struggled, but she couldn't escape his other hand as it caressed the sleek warm curls of her bush. She stared at him, wide-eyed and frantic.
Donny, she gasped, "let me understand this. Do you actually intend to rape me?"
"It'd be a lot nicer if you cooperated," he leered, "but no mater what you do, Miss Winters, I'm gonna ball you."
"Oh, no," Dora groaned.
She couldn't let that happen. It might hurt horribly. On the other hand, it might feel so damned good that she'd lose her self-control completely. In any case, she couldn't allow herself to fuck a teenage boy. She decided it was time to scream for help. There was still a slim chance that Bobby and Teddy might take her side. But just as she was about to scream, she felt a stunning jolt of pleasure.
"Ooohhhh," Dora squealed.
Donny had parted the curly lips of her bush and found the hot little lump of her clit. He seized it and began to knead it briskly. He'd seen that look of panic in Miss Winters' eyes, and he knew he had to do something to distract her. He remembered how hotly aroused she'd gotten before when he kneaded her clit. To his delight, it worked this time, too.
Miss Winters gave a shrill squeal of pleasure, and he felt a sudden heavy flood of hot cream soaking his hand. Her eyes fluttered, and she instinctively arched her pussy upward, shoving her horny little clit into his fingers. Donny kept kneading the moist lump fast and steadily. More steamy juice flowed over his hand.
"Yeah, that's it, Miss Winters," he panted, "dig it. I know you like it. I'll do it as long as you want."
Dora barely heard him, she was so overwhelmed with pleasure. Her body was starved for this kind of delicious stimulation, and the most sensitive part of her body was her swollen horny cunt. As Donny's fingers steadily gripped and released her juicy little joy button, she felt as if her bones were turning to rubber. She couldn't speak, couldn't struggle.
"Ohhhhhh," she whine.
Slowly she went limp on the pillows, and her lovely long legs began to part. She felt her hungry little cunt creaming like crazy, her pussy swelling with unbearable need. Farther and farther her legs pared, making room for the boy's hand. Donny kept frigging her clit till she was ready to scream with ecstasy. He gave her slick love-bud an extra-hard squeeze, and she began to come helplessly. "Oooooo!" Dora cried.
As Miss Winters began to buck and bowl in a powerful orgasm, Donny whipped aside the bedclothes. Her legs were far apart and he could see her whole gleaming red pussy as she came. Hungrily he watched her little cunt-mouth gushing a thick stream of juice. Her clit twitched and squirted in his fingers as he went on frigging her. He released her clit only when her spasms had stopped.
Dora stared up at the boy, who was grinning triumphantly. She felt so humiliated, she couldn't speak. It had happened again, the thing she'd vowed never to repeat. She'd given in to her wicked lust. She'd come right in front of the kid, letting him see her naked pussy. What in the world was the matter with her?