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Mrs. Palmer is a stupid bitch, Wendy was thinking as she walked up the
steps to her bedroom. Another day at school was over, and the last class,
French literature was not only boring, but Mrs. Palmer was always picking
on her. Quickly, Wendy pulled her sweater over her head, and removed her
bra to cool off. At 18, she already had large breasts that she just
loved to squeeze and nipples that always got hard while she sat and
watched MTV after school. Her 36C brassiere was starting to get tight,
but she liked the looks she got from all the boys and even a few girls as
she seemed to be bursting out of the bra and sweater she was wearing all
day. Better a little too big than too small, she thought, her fingers now
massaging her breasts and the confrontation with Mrs. Palmer didn't seem
to matter that much anymore.

Although she was curious about sex, and loved to rub her pussy at every
opportunity, the boys at school just seemed so immature, so geeky. The
television screen was full of grown men, who made Wendy's pussy get wet
over and over again. Men with experience, men who would treat her right,
men who would make her feel like a mature woman. As the images flashed on
the screen, she lowered her panties, and the hot wetness of her fresh,
young pussy was met by the hard pressure of her fingers against her clit.
Her breathing became deeper and faster, she rubbed her clit and smeared
her juices all over her soft hairy mound. Faster and faster, she watched
the man on the screen, looked at his crotch, trying to imagine his cock
dangling inside.. oh she wanted to take it and suck on it and get it hard
and guide it inside her...to be filled up with the hot fleshy cock of a
man...oh...oh, I'm coming, it's so good, so good...oh again, oh, oh, yes
fuck me, fuck me, I love your cock.....

After a few minutes, Wendy was ready to return to the real world. She
felt refreshed and calmed again by the intense pleasure of the orgasm.
She had touched herself just as she liked. The best moment of the day.
It almost wipedout the memory of Mrs. Palmer. Almost.

Mrs. Palmer, her French teacher, was actually smaller than her. She was a
very petite 4-11, while Wendy was a robust 5-6. And at 18, Wendy's
figure was a perfect firm hourglass built for sex that Mrs. Palmer could
never match. Why am I comparing myself to her, Wendy thought, and the
reason started to become clear. It was something that Mrs. Palmer had
said today that triggered it all.

"Love," she had said, "was something that only adults could understand and
appreciate." Wendy looked around at the boys in the class and was ready
to agree, when Mr. Benson, the math teacher came in to the class, to
borrow the overhead projector. I could love him, Wendy thought. He's
mature, strong, funny and I just love the shape of his ass in those pants.
Between her legs she started to feel moist, as she followed Mr. Benson's
ass around the room, wanting to hold it while she sucked on his cock...

"But Mrs. Palmer," Wendy found herself speaking out, "in some cultures,
I would already be married with three children. I just think our culture
keeps us ignorant for a longer time."

"What you are talking about is primitive culture that treats women like
slaves." Mrs. Palmer responded.

"They seem happy to me." Wendy answered, and the whole class roared its
approval.

"Stand up, Wendy Morgan!" Mrs. Palmer spoke loudly as she moved to
Wendy's desk. Wendy rose, her full bosom stretching against the fabric of
her sweater. Her hips wrapped in tight denim. Opposite her stood Mrs.
Palmer, slight, built like a 10 year old. Mrs. Palmer saw the vision of
fresh female maturity in front of her, so obvious, started to say
something, then changed her mind, and turned to walk to the front of the
classroom. "Class dismissed," Mrs. Palmer said weakly.

There's still time to walk over to the drugstore and stock up on a few
things, Wendy thought. There were some private things she liked to buy
for herself. Changing into a short skirt and sleeveless blouse, she went
out into the warm summer evening, the drugstore only a ten minute walk
away.

It was warm enough for Wendy to do something wicked: No panties. Her
face was flushed with excitement as she felt the evening breeze on her
pussy. Her little secret, andit made her feel so sexy. Sometimes, she
would pass by a house and talk to one of her father's friends, as they
mowed the lawn or washed the car. She always saw them look at her legs
and then her breasts, and it made her tingle inside. Once she thought of
following one of them back to the garage as he finished mowing the lawn.
She would pretend to slip and fall over a broom, andland on her back, her
legs spread apart and her pussy in full view. He would rush to her side,
and ask her if she was okay. No, she would answer my knee hurts, I can't
bend it. His hands would hold her knee and caress her thigh. He notices
her pussy, and gasps. She begins to breathe heavily and he sees that she
is aroused, wet, her legs spread further apart. Nothing can hold him
back. He buries his face in her pussy, sucking and slurping on the virgin
cuntlips, licking her clit up and down in a hot frenzy. The surprise was
total for him. He didn't think, he just saw her and couldn't resist. He
moans that she is so delicious, so wet, so hot. He lick s her clit and
sucks on it with increasingly rapid strokes. Wendy is close to the edge.
She grabs his head and pushes his tongue harder against her pussy. Oh,
my, oh, oh my god, oh yes, oh faster, don't stop, oh fuck me oh please
fuck me now, please, fuck me right now! He pushes down his shorts and
his rock hard cock is exposed. Wendy takes it in one hand and guides it
to her pussy lips, and in, oh yes, that's so good, oh fuck me, oh harder,
oh yeah, fuck me, fill me up with your cock, oh oh, come with me, now,
now, oh, yes yes yes...

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As she thought of this, Wendy reached the drugstore. Empty as she would
have expected. The main street was no longer the big shopping area, now
that the mall had opened. But, it was so convenient, and she actually
preferred some privacy as she went about her personal shopping. She
looked over the different brands of tampons, there was always something
new to try. Beside the tampons, she noticed the display of condoms. She
surveyed the packages and the names, meant to sound masculine and strong.

"Anything I can help you with?" Wendy was startled by the voice behind
her. As she turned, she saw that it was the voice of Mark, the
pharmacist. Since grade school, she had dreamt that he would notice her.
Maybe fifteen years older than her, he was not the typical pharmacist
type. He seemed athetic, sort of physical, like he could handle much more
than counting pills for old ladies. Wendy blushed, and was at a loss for
words.

"Oh, condoms... maybe I embarassed you. " Mark said.

"No, no," Wendy responded, "just startled me a bit."

Mark took a closer look at Wendy and she felt him enjoy the view of her
young body. "I was just curious, there are so many different brands,"
Wendy answered.

"I'm Mark, by the way..can I ring up those things for you?" Mark said,
hoping to bring his mind back to his work.

"Sure, my name's Wendy" she said and followed Mark to the prescription
counter in the back of the store. Mmm, she thought, definitely more than
just a typical pharmacist.

"And what brand do you use? Wendy asked, winking at Mark.

Mark laughed then frowned and responded, "well, I don't get to use them
very often." Oops, Wendy thought, and then noticed the wedding band.

"But you're married, er, I mean..." she tried to recover. And he's so
cute, she thought, his wife must be a fool.

"I guess things have slowed down a bit lately," he said, surprised at his
own candor. He was starting to imagine stripping the clothes off this
young thing and sucking on her huge breasts, as she fondled his cock. His
cock started to grow in his pants, and he thought he saw her notice his
bulge as he rang up her purchases.

"Oh my god," Wendy murmured quietly, seeing the form of his cock rising
in his pants.

"Pardon me?" Mark asked.

"Oh, nothing, I think I'm just bit lightheaded, maybe I need to drink
something," Wendy said.

"No problem, we have a water cooler back here, come 'round and help
yourself," Mark pointed to the far end of the pharmacist's work counter.

Wendy left her purchases on the counter, and slowly walked around,
catching another look at Mark's erection, so obvious, so big.

"I'll wait back here," Mark said, hoping his hard-on would soon soften.
But as Wendy walked to the cooler, her ass was in plain view, and Mark
could no longer resist.

"Wait, I'll get you a cup." Mark rushed over, followed behind her, when
she stopped for a moment. He bumped into her, and knowing she felt faint,
was afraid he would knock her over. He grabbed her by the waist and his
hands slipped forward onto her breasts. Then she fell back against him.

"Oh, Mark, I'm dizzy," Wendy moaned, "lay me down on the floor."

"Sure," Mark replied, and his eyes bulged as her thighs parted and he saw
her hairy pussy exposed to his view. "Oh, Mark, I've been dreaming for
years that you would hold me. Kiss me, kiss me." Wendy moaned.

Mark didn't need to think, his lips moving forward to hers, his heart
racing and his cock even harder than before. When he reached her lips,
they parted and her tongue came out to lick him, then her hand started to
massage his cock through the pants.

Wendy's dream was coming true. Behind the tall prescription counter, on
a quiet evening there was enough privacy to let this happen, but enough
risk of being caught to add excitement. The muffled voices of the
customers at the far end of the store excited her as she boldly
massagedhis hard cock and sucked on his tongue.

Mark climbed on top of Wendy and started to press his crotch into hers,
all the time the licking and sucking and thrashing of their tongues and
lips continued. The heat between them was unstoppable now.

"Mark, fuck me pleaaase, now, now," Wendy gasped for air andtried to open
his pants. Her pussy was ready, wet, swollen, spread apart and moving
against his cock all the time, her hips rising off the floor to grind into
him.

"Oh, Wendy," Mark pulled back and revealed his cock to her, harder than
he could ever remember it.

With one stroke it went deep into Wendy's waiting pussy, filling her with
spasms of pleasure that she had been dreaming about . Hot and hard, Mark
pumped her, stretched her twat with every stroke, she moaning, he
grunting.

"Mark, it's wonderful, your cock feels so good, keep going, don't stop,
deeper, faster," Wendy exclaimed as she spread her legs further apart to
accomodate him deeper inside. She lifted her legs around his back, and
pushed back against him in opposite rhythm.

"I'm going to come, I can feel it coming, it's so strong," Mark couldn't
hold back any longer, and with one final deep thrust, he felt his cock
throb and squirt his hot load into her.

"I can feel it, I can feel it, it's amazing," Wendy gasped. "Oh, me too,
I'm coming, yes, yes, oh, Mark, fuck me, oh, God, oh, God, oh yes, fuck
meee..." Wave after wave of hot throbbing pleasure came over her, tears
in her eyes from the intensity of the experience.

"Wendy, you were fantastic, I don't know what else to say," Mark kissed
her gently on the cheeks and lips and chin.

She looked in his eyes, and spoke: "You made me feel like a real woman,
I'm not a little girl anymore."

Mark laughed, "and you made me feel young again!"

"Then we both got what we wanted," Wendy giggled. "I want to lick your
cock, to taste you."

Mark rose up and moved so his cock hovered over Wendy's face and she
licked and slurped him, moaning with pleasure all along.

"We were lucky no one noticed us here," Mark sighed. The risk of being
caught hadn't held him back. Her juicy, young pussy, so tight and warm
was so intoxicating. He had released a huge amount of come in one moment
of delicious
pleasure.

"It's almost closing time, Wendy, I'll drive you home," Mark said, then
added with a smile, "well, maybe I'll drop you off near your house."

"Wonderful, I'm still too shaky to walk all the way back." Wendy
answered.

A few minutes later, the lights were off, the staff had left, and Mark
lifted his jacket off the hook near the door.

"Hey, that's a high school jacket from my school. I thought that you grew
up far away from her." She remarked.

"High school in Wisconsin. My wife got me this jacket, she's a teacher at
your school. Margo Palmer, do you know her? She teaches French
literature."