My best friend, Benny, was the wildest kid in Junior High and we were all coming of age so he was wilder than the rest and some of us noticed. What I liked about Benny is that he never lied. It was a time of hormones flowing for the first time and kid crushes on every possible female, gays excepted, of course.

We all had a crush on Mrs. Johnson, who was not young but beautiful and had amazing legs that for some unknown reason, were sexually potent to me. On day at lunchtime Benny said he was "eating out" Mrs. Johnson. She was married to a dentist that had offered all of us kids "free" exams, then proceeded to drill and fill perfectly good teeth for a small fee that we would bring to school next day. I never found out how long he was doing that to kids. My brother and I had perfect teeth and we suspected Dr. Johnson.

Benny did not give me any details but he had never lied to me so I listened and he said, "during class, drop your book in front of Mrs. Johnson's desk and quickly glance underneath." I did, and, shockingly, there was Benny with his head buried between Mrs. Johnson's legs while she conducted class. Benny asked me if wanted to do it, too, and I said, hell yeah," not giving a thought to the risk. I received instructions to get to class a bit early and go to the knee alcove on Mrs. Johnson's desk. Benny had talked to her and after he told her he had known me forever, she consented to it.

The class convened and Mrs. Johnson wrote stuff on the blackboard then sat down, spreading her powerful legs and muscular thighs with absolutely nothing underneath. I was in shock a bit but her steaming pussy smelled pungent and inviting. She had a hairy pussy but it was trimmed and clean. I sidled up to it and began licking. The more I licked the more I liked it. It was "on the job training" and I began to be imaginative after having researched a woman's genitalia in the library. Mrs. Johnson squirmed in her seat and let out a moan now and then but I got a hold of her muscular thighs and powerful ass and really enjoyed myself. I bit her large pussy lips and sucked on all of it, licking and slurping, I even pushed deep enough to get my tongue inside her vagina and tasted the strong chemical mix of it. In a few days, Benny was informed that he was out and I was in.

I sucked on Mrs. Johnson's pussy off and on for the next two years, sometimes after school and in her car. It grew less and less strange and more familiar, expected from both of us. One day, in the car at dusk Mrs. Johnson noticed my pants tenting from a raging hard-on and asked me to zip open. When she saw my erect cock, rock hard and pointing north, she sighed and said, "Oh, yes, yes, give it to me." Our "fucking" life began that night and I must have fucked and ate out Mrs. Johnson hundreds of times, even when she was no longer my teacher, all through High School and at times when I was away most of the times at University when she would come for loving and sex. Her breasts were small so I could ft most of them in my mouth then bit and suck on her ample nipples.

We never spoke much but were sexually addicted to each other. She loved my youthful body and stamina, and I loved her well seasoned one. She taught me the marvels of getting my cock and balls sucked and fucked to explosion. I imagined her sex life with her thieving, but clueless, dentist husband as a giant zero, especially since she was battered and worn out, but happy after our bouts.

Thinking back at her bastard dentist husband who drilled out many kid's good teeth, well, I drilled his wife for years and we loved it. For some reason, neither of us had given a single thought of being caught, especially in our later years. Only then did we think about the risk we took back in Junior High and we laughed. We have now been apart for some years but for my birthday I always get a dozen red roses. There is often a little card with a desk drawn on it. I owed it all to crazy Benny.