"Mmmmmm, unummmm," she moaned.
"Ohhhhhh, fuckin' shit!" Bobby cried.
Tim again wanted to know what all the excitement was about. He peered around Janet's lustily writhing ass and saw that she was giving Bobby a blow job. That really blew Tim's mind. It was so far out to be fucking her while she sucked off another guy. It was hard to believe this was prim Miss Peters the English teacher.
This woman was so hot, she had to take on two guys at the same time, taking hard cocks in both her cunt and mouth.
"Awwwww, shit, yeah," Bobby groaned.
Tim leaned even farther forward to see more of the action, and his stiff cock slipped out of Janet's slippery cunt. "Shit," he muttered.
Without taking his eyes off the action in front, he shoved roughly with his steel-hard young cock and lodged it again-only this time Janet's cunt seemed so much smaller and tighter.
"Oh, my God," she gasped, letting Bobby's spit-soaked boner snap from her mouth.
"What is it?" Tim asked.
"T-Tim, look where you've got your cock," she panted.
Tim looked down and saw that his thick boner was lodged to the hilt in her tiny tight asshole. No wonder it seemed so snug. "Oh, Jesus," he exclaimed. "I'II pull it out."
"N-No;" Janet gurgled, "I like it."
It was a crazy thing to admit, but it was true. Her little shitter was just as sensitive and sexy-feeling as her cunt. It felt terrific to have Tim's engorged cock in there, throbbing and probing. Now the excited kid began to fuck her in the ass, and she groaned in ecstasy, hot cream bubbling from her twat and running down her thighs. Each deep thrust of his prick gave her a thrilling kinky sensation.
"Unnnhhhh, yes, Tim, fuck my ass," she moaned.
She stuffed Bobby's swollen cock back in her mouth and began sucking on it greedily.
"Awwwww, Christ, yeah," he gasped.
Janet had never imagined a scene like this even in her wildest fantasies. There she was crouched on her hands and knees, getting fucked in the ass by one young boy while she sucked off another. What would the people of Greendale think if they could see their old maid schoolteacher now? All those people who'd called her frigid, a man-hater, would have another think coming.
"Mmmmmm, uuummmmm," she moaned, hurtling toward another body-wracking orgasm.
"Ahhhhhh, Jesus, it's tight," Tim panted hammering his stiff cock in his teacher's smoking little shitter.
"Unnnnhhhh, yeah, suck my cock, teacher, suck," Bobby whined.
Teacher and students were all connected now in a chain of writhing bodies. Tim jack hammered his nearly-exploding cock in Janet's red-hot asshole, while she sucked ravenously and loudly on Bobby's throbbing boner. Bobby groaned and felt his balls spasm.
"Unnnhhhh, teacher, eat my come!" He yelled.
That set Tim off, and Janet felt the first sting of his jizz deep in her gripping shitter.
"Yes, baby, come in my ass!" She cried yelling it out as she gulped Bobby's jizz.
"Awwwww, fuck, awwwwww!" Tim roared.
Janet began to come, her body sucking jizz at both ends. The molten liquid filled her ass and her mouth.
She wondered if she'd ever be involved in this kinky a scene again. Tomorrow she'd finish the last of the pills, and her raging horniness would go away. Maybe she wouldn't want her young lovers any more. Maybe she wouldn't need them.
She didn't know whether to regret that or not.
Chapter 9
On Sunday morning Janet took the last of her pills, and by evening she didn't feel horny any more. Tim and Bobby dropped by, looking for more fun, and she had to tell them the truth-that her little adventure into kinky sex had been caused by the medicine she was taking. The boys were very disappointed, but they understood, and they promised never to tell about their affair with her.
On Monday Janet went to Dr. McGrath, who checked her out completely and told her she was cured of the tropical fever and wouldn't have to take the pills any more. He was surprised when she responded with a big regretful sigh.
"What's the matter?" He grinned. "Did you enjoy being horny all the time?"
"Oh, Dan," Janet replied, blushing, "you're outrageous.
No, I wouldn't want to feel like that all the time, and yet… " She trailed off, not knowing how to put it.
Dan expressed it for her. "And yet it was nice to feel more normal, wasn't it?"
"Why, yes, that's it," Janet said.
"Well, who says you're not normal now?" Dan said. "You may not be a nymphomaniac any more, but I bet you have the same feelings as any other woman."
Janet looked doubtful. She was lying there on the examining table with just a small sheet draped over her, and Dan was having a hard time behaving in a professional manner. He'd always been attracted to her, and since she'd taken that medicine she'd begun acting like a warm-blooded woman instead of a grim prude. He was very much tempted to make a little experiment.
"Let me just try something," he said, reaching under the sheet.
Janet reddened again as his gloved hand touched her naked pussy. He'd just finished examining her there, and she had to admit it had felt kind of sexy. She'd never have thought that in the old days, when she was trying to stifle all her female feelings. But it had been just an exam, nothing to get turned on by. What he was doing now was different. He was deliberately stroking her clit.
"Dan," she gasped.
"Relax," he said in his most soothing bed side manner,
"I just want to see whether or not you have normal feelings. That would be interesting to know, wouldn't it?"
"Y-yes," Janet said.
She could have answered his question already. She did have normal feelings. He was using the tip of his finger to rub her clit, and it felt great. She could hardly keep from gurgling With pleasure. It wasn't like the frantic, unending lust she'd felt while she was on the pills, but it was lust all right. It was the way a woman was supposed to feel when an attractive man caressed her.
Hot stabs of pleasure ran through her pussy as Dan expertly massaged her clit. For ten years she hadn't permitted herself to feel like this, but her adventures with her teenage lovers had brought back all those forbidden feelings. It would take her another ten years to suppress them again, and she wasn't going to bother.
She liked having feelings. She found herself creaming all over the handsome doctor's fingers.
Of course he couldn't feel it, because he had his rubber gloves on – and for the time being she'd just as soon he didn't know how aroused he was getting her. She just lay there and enjoyed it, her pussy getting swollen and hot and slippery with cream. She liked feeling sexy with a man her own age. It had been an insane risk to get it on with Tim and Bobby, but with Dan McGrath, doctor and friend, it was perfectly respectable.
She closed her eyes, shutting out all feelings. She wanted to concentrate on those hot rushes of pleasure she was getting from Dan's massaging finger. Dan grabbed the chance to check his experiment. Those damned gloves prevented him from feeling her pussy, but now he could look. He lifted the sheet and saw that her gash was soaked with cream. The hot liquid was pouring from her aroused cunt and drenching his gloved finger.
Dan grinned broadly. This was Janet Peters the way he'd always wanted her to be, warm and responsive and sensual. He didn't know what had been bugging her before, what had made her frigid, but it was gone now.
He rubbed her clit faster and more firmly, and she let out a little gasp. He watched the pearly cream flood from the little fur-fringed mouth of her cunt.
"Hmmmmmm," he said, "I think we're getting somewhere."
Janet's eyes popped open. "Dan, I think you've proved your point," she said, blushing.
"I'm not finished yet," he said. "I can tell you're responsive, but we don't know yet whether you can have an orgasm. I want to find out."