Ms. Red 1.5

[prelude to a sequel] Ms. Red 1.5

Mrs. Alberetta, the old Biology teacher, would be out all week this week. In her place came a substitute, a young man. Think you know where this leads? Very handsome young man, possibly in his mid-20’s. Slightly long black hair, to the middle of his neck; always kept it curled behind his ears. His look was rather conservative for a public high school teacher though, what with his dress shirts and expensive pants, even shiny shoes that click when a step is taken. They just call him Eric.

Ms. Red, still the teacher for first-level Math at the high school, has garnered much attention from Eric. Maybe not of the literal type, more of the ‘taking a peek,’ type. Still, in the back of his mind -- he knew he’d eventually cross paths with her. All he needed was an excuse to ask of her attention.

Ms. Red kept her profile at a very respectably conservative one. Which is what made it so kinky to fantasize about her. Swearing maybe she had something wild within her. Swearing maybe she’d liked to be fucked like an animal. We know Ms. Red to be the tall blonde Math teacher. She’s got the blonde hair, down to her chest. She’s got the red high heels; the sexy ones. She’s got the red skirt to her knees, always hugging and straining at her curves. That white blouse. Red lipstick, red fingernails. Small hints of make-up, but her natural beauty is above it.

Still in secret is her relationship with a certain student in her certain second period Math class. That, though, is another story entirely. The relationship for that student is a dream come true.

As the clock hit 6:12, Ms. Red stepped out of the main entrance of the school building, heading to her car. Eric had been sitting on the hood of his car with a fresh cigarette in his mouth. Waiting for her, it seems, as his car was parked two spaces from hers. She approached her car, taking a few glances over at him.

“Nice day,” he says, exhaling.
“That’s bad for you,” she hisses, opening her car door.
“Will you help me quit?”
“Nope.”

She closes the door, starts the car, drives off. Eric, on the other hand, has not given up all hope. He’s still got her in his thoughts when he masturbates. Speaking of...

It’s near 9PM when Eric gets home. His little cramped apartment in the city. Pouring himself a glass of red wine, he eventually plops himself down in his chair in front of the TV. Sipping, flicking channels. His phone rings, rings until the machine picks it up. It’s that girl, in one of his Bio classes. Strange girl that’s grown slightly attatched to him. “Hey,” she whispers, “it’s me, y’know in your Bio class? Ty. Tylene? Anyway, hehe, you probably remember but HEY I was wondering if you’d be interested in doing something soon.”

Ty sits in her room, placing the phone down and staring at it, hoping for a ring. About 5’4, 110 lbs, long brown hair, nice figure-- she’s not the most popular girl in school, but she certainly isn’t ugly. Just an average good girl, who’s grown slightly interested in this subsitute, Eric. Call it a crush.

Then the phone rings, she quickly answers, “Hey?” But it’s not Eric, it’s her boyfriend. He says “hey sweety. What’s up?” She tells him she’s waiting for a phonecall. He says, “I’ve been thinkin’ about you all day. I miss you so much.” She just sighs, asks him if he’d like to come over tonight. He agrees instantly.

Quietly letting him into the house, she warns him that her parents are asleep and they need to be quiet. The two of them head upstairs to her room. Quickly he locks the door behind himself and pulls his jacket off. Ty’s just in a nightgown, she takes a seat at the foot of her bed. He makes his way over to her, leaning down and giving her a kiss... then asking her to get on her knees.

He rubs the side of her face gently. Skin as soft as silk, lips gentle and full. Managing to unzip his pants and tugg them to his ancles; she does the same with his underwear. He moves his hand from her cheek to the back of her head, intertwining his hands with her hair. “Suck Daddy’s lil cock now.” His other hand grabbing onto his cock, he places it between her lips, asking her to say AHHH.

Looking up at him, into his eyes, she opens her mouth slightly, enough for him to thrust into. He thrusts himself into her very very slowly, as if entering a tight pussy. Her lips not moving, his throbbing cock sliding against her tongue, till the head of his cock is sternly pressed against the back of her throat. He says, “be nice to Daddy, my slut.”

She closes her mouth, her lips now wrapped around his thick shaft. Ty closes her eyes, slurping her drooling saliva into her mouth, brushing his cock with her tongue. Moaning, reaching up and placing her soft hands onto his butt. He grunts, gripping her hair tightly, thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth very slowly. “Daddy likes this,” he moans, “My baby’s a good cocksucker...”

Continuing the pace, even speeding it up, she slurps and sucks on him. Taking his cock deeper into her mouth, at least till his balls press against her chin. “I’m gunna cum,” he grunts, “soon..”

Meanwhile...

Eric gathers fresh clothes and heads for his bathroom. There’s a sink at the wall, a toilet at the other. And behind the plastic curtain is a small bathtub molded into the wall. Undressing himself, Eric walks to the tub and starts a warm bath.

Humming some annoying tune and staring himself down in the mirror. Ms. Red on his mind, at every breath. He’s fine-tuned, his time at the gym has been paying off nicely. How nicely, is for Ms. Red to decide. Though, she’s seemed to deny and swat-down any of his attempts to fill her pussy. Fill it with what he’s holding in his hand. That hot, throbbing 8-inch cock. If rumors were true, so he thinks, and she’s really fucking some BOY then... well, his cock would be more than she could handle if she’s really getting off on BOY cock.

He slips into the tub and shuts his eyes. His cock is hard and beginning to leak precum. His thoughts submurge him, drowning him into desires of being seduced by that blonde beauty in his dreams.

He dreams of a setting... his car. Ms. Red, wearing what she always wears. Him wearing what he wore earlier that day. She being nervous and weary of what Eric might REALLY be thinking as he drives her home. Because, he thinks, because her car broke down. “That’s a good reason to have that big-titted fuck-machine in my car.”

As they drive down the highway, passing the road, they make it to another road that’s downright secluded. Ms. Red asks him why he’s chosen this way. He tells her it’s because no one’ll be there to watch him fuck her brains out. Locking the doors with his elbow, Eric reaches over and grabs onto both of her wrists. A pair of handcuffs waits for her in the glove compartment. And when he’s got her wrists shackled, and her locked in his car - on this secluded street - there’s no telling what the possibilities are.

Meanwhile....

Ty continues sucking on her boyfriend’s cock, awaiting him to cum down her throat. As she continues bobbing her head over his cock, he eventually shoots his load right into her mouth. So much cum that it leaks out of the corner of her mouth, drooling onto the material of her nightgown. Seeping through the material, exposing the warmth of his cum onto her bare tit.

He takes a few steps back and drops to the floor, exhaling and sighing in absolute pleasure and relief. “That you’ll always be,” he laughs, “really good at giving Daddy head.” She just swallows. Walking over to her closet, in order to change into a clean nightgown.

“Wait,” he says. He’s got his hand around her ancle, he orders her to come lay down with him. So she does. He rolls over, holding her in his arms and kissing her lips. Being pressed so close to her, feeling her thick, hard nipples pressed against his chest... causes him to get stiff again.

Eventually placing himself on top of her, he rubs the head of his cock against her pussylips. She moans at the touch. “Tell me you want it,” he begs, “tell Daddy how much you need it.” She moans, “please fuck me, Daddy.” He thrusts his cock hard into her cunt. Grunting and thrusting hard.

It almost hurts her, he’s fucking her so hard. So much so that he eventually gets tired and rolls over, so that he’s now on his back - telling her to ride him now. Telling his slut to ride Daddy. Quickly she impales herself on that thick cock, sucking it into her pussy with great need.

He places his hands at her hips, helping her thrust up and down onto him. Moaning, she pushes herself up and down over his cock. Begging for more of it, she reaches down; clutching onto his chest. They madly fuck and push into each other. Someone else... is stuck in a dream....

Meanwhile....

So where was he? Oh yes. Dreaming in a tub. Dreaming of the handcuff’s he’s just slapped onto Ms. Red. “I’ve only been here a few days,” he tells her, “and in my dreams I’ve fucked you about a hundred times. I need to fuck you.” He unlocks the doors and gets himself out. Walking to the passanger door, he opens it and pulls her out. “I could demand that you do something. ‘Hey slut, get on your knees!’ Or something. Seeing as how you’re tied up a little, I’m thinking there’s certain things you can’t do.”

The two of them stand there, as he thinks for a second. Why doesn’t she just run? He grabs onto her arm and brings her to the hood of his car. “You’re under arrest!” Eric shouts, then laughs. He pushes her onto the hood, so her back is to him. “Why are you doing this?” Ms. Red asks. He places his hands onto her holders. Then pats her arms. Patting down her back. Down the sides of her legs. He’s growing so fucking stiff as he does this. Down her calfs, down to her ancles. Then, pulling himself back up. “Wait,” he says, “missed a few spots.” “No you haven’t!” she shouts back, “just let me go!”

He places his hands on that juicy ass of hers. Squeezing her luscious ass cheeks into the palm of his hands, moaning in lust.. “oh yes. How I’ve dreamt of these...” Letting go, stepping closer to her, he reaches around and slides his hands around her inner theighs. She can feel the strength of his thick cock as it’s pressed between her ass cheeks. “My,” he sighs, “your ass feels really great against my cock. Shame we’re still dressed, no?”

He stays close, but moves his hands upwards, placing his hands onto her stomach. “You’re quite fit,” he says with a smile, “how the hell did you get such a body? Are these real?” He reaches up, cupping her tits. “Yes they’re real. Can you please let go of them now?” He takes in a few nice squeezes of her big tits and moans, pushing his pulsating cock into her ass harder. Leaning in, taking a sniff of the scent on her. Sniffing at the back of her neck; then flicking his tongue over her earlobe.

“Okay,” he says, removing himself, “you’re quite clean I’d say. Did you know you’re half an inch taller than I am? I love a tall woman y’know.” “I don’t care,” she hisses, “just leave me be. I need to go home now.” He smiles, grabbing onto her arm and spinning her around so she’s facing him face-to-face. “Before you captured me, I actually flirted with the idea of fucking you,” she tells him, “hell I might have masturbated to thoughts of you. But now... Now I have no feeling of that. Just let me go.” “You’re breaking,” he says, with a pause, placing his hand onto his chest... “my poor ‘lil heart.”

He steps closer to her, so his face is only inches from hers. She can feel his warm breath against her face. Agressively, he holds her close to him, reaching behind and grabbing onto her ass. “God,” he moans, “I could never get tired of holding this.”

Reaching down even further, he grabs the bottom of her skirt and pulls it upward. “Nice underwear” he tells her, “no thongs for you?” “Not today.” “Fine,” he says, grabbing onto her and placing her on the hood of his car. Her ass on the cold metal.

Eric reaches down and clutches her pussy through her underwear, moaning “but you’re hot down there... aren’t you? You feel slutty, don’t you?” She says, “shut up.” “You’re my slut now. I’ve noticed you haven’t tried running away from me.” He grabs onto her underwear, pushing it over to the side, revealing her beautiful pussy for him. “Wow,” he says, “I never thought I’d see it.” Neat, clean & partially shaven. She is a natural blonde, after all.

Then he unzips his pants and pulls his cock out through the slit in his underwear. Grabbing onto her handcuffed arms, he sides in between her so her arms are forcefully wrapped around him. “This is nice, isn’t it?” He giggles, “don’t pretend you don’t need this too.”

With that, he places the head of his cock against her hot pussy. “Now take it!” Eric thrusts his hips hard, slamming his cock into her pussy. Thrusting so hard the car shakes and she grunts in pleasure. “TELL ME YOU LIKE THIS!” He thrusts a few more times, as hard as he can. She moans, “you’re gunna hurt me.” “My slut loves this angry cock, doesn’t she??!”

Continuing to thrust hard into her, shaking the car. He feels her heavy tits pressed against his chest, giving him motivation to thrust harder and faster. When he thrusts harder, her tits shake all the more violently onto him. Now she’s moaning.

“MMMM...” she sighs, “I’m your slut.. Fuck me till I cry!”

Meanwhile...

Ty continues riding him, untill he takes her off him. Saying, “now bend over for Daddy.” She quickly gets on her knees and raises her ass up high. He places himself behind her, flipping her gown up. One hand placed on her ass, the other on her weist... he slowly slides his cock all the way into her pussy. “Mmm,” she moans, “fuck me.”

He grips onto her harder, pulling her onto his cock. She gripps the floor, clawing at it. He continues to slide into her pussy. Now pounding into her. Slapping his flesh into hers. Growing more and more frenzied at the sounds of her moans, the sound of the flesh being slapped, the sight of her ass jiggling as he pounds her.

Thrusting into her, he leans down and takes in a handful of her hair... pulling on her to arch herself up. Pounding on her harder and harder, grunting. Ty’s moaning, slamming herself back into his cock. Meeting every single one of his thrusts. Untill the fucking is too much to bare and he shoots his cum deep into her pussy. Collapsing behind her.

So now then....

Eric’s cock deep in her pussy, fucking her on the hood of his car. “You’ll leave a dent,” she tells him. He just keeps fucking her. Him standing up, her on the hood of his car with her hands cuffed and placed over his neck. Eric continues to grunt into her ear, telling her of how amazing her pussy is. How tight it is.

Wrapped around his cock, her tight pussy milks and sucks the life out of it. He pulls out and releases himself from her arms. Eric takes a few minutes to breathe, sitting on the hood - next to her. Ms. Red, on the other hand, remains steady. With her skirt hiked up, her pussy wet and sobbing with juices. Her hair all messed up and her tits near ready to fall out of her low-cut bra behind that white blouse of hers.

He laughs, “I haven’t knocked your shoes off yet, have I?” She smiles, “well.. haven’t we just gotten started?” “Maybe you need this big dick ripped up your tiny little asshole, huh?” “Maybe I do,” she replies, “I hope it fits.” “I’ll make it fit!” So, Eric stands up and stands in front of her. She smiles back at him, licking her lips, rubbing her legs together.

Eric grabs onto her arm and forces her off the hood, spinning her around and grabbing onto her hair. Clentching her silky blonde hair in his fist with one hand, with the other grabbing onto his cock -- guiding it towards that tiny hole above her pussy lips. She moans, “what-what’re you gunna do?” He pushes in as hard as he can, but only making it halfway in. “Goddamn,” he grunts “you are TIGHT!”

She moans in pain, a pain that hurts so good; so kinky. Gripping onto her hair, leaning more of his weight into her, stuffing that tight little asshole with more of his cock. Eric grunts again as he shoves the rest of his 8-incher down her asshole. With his balls firmly planted against her pussy, he begins a rhythm. A slow one, at first. Going in --then out. But the sight of his cock enveloped in that thick ass of hers has him ready to spurt in a matter of seconds. The sound of her moaning in pain has him frenzied!

So Eric begins pumping into her with all his might. Pushing all of his weight into her, pulling onto her hair harder and harder. Untill he begins shooting his cum. Feeling his balls being emptied and straining in the pain of such an intense orgasm. Ms. Red can feel the rush of his cum filling the insides of her asshole, as she milks and sucks on his cock with the strong muscles in her tight little hole.

He grips her ass harder as he continues to empty his heavy balls into her. Untill finally stopping, gently collapsing over her. Still with his cock throbbing and twiching 8-inches in her ass.

And there he is... Eric, stuck in the bathtub with cum pouring down his thick cock, with cum on his hand. He drops his head back and sighs. Maybe, maybe one day he’ll get to actually DO this.

The *official* sequel to Ms. Red will be coming soon.