Bart writes love letters to his teacher, Mrs. Krabopple as a joke. It
picks
up when Bart realizes that he has to end the “relationship.” “Oh no!” Bart thought to himself, “I’ve got to do something about
Mrs. Krabopple. I can’t ask Lisa, she’ll just make fun of me. I can’t
ask
mom, she’ll think I’m twisted or something. I’ll ask Homer!” Bart went to Homer and asked him what to do, and Homer, lacking and
sense
of intelligence responded: “Tell her the truth.” That night, Bart went to Edna Krabopple’s house in a suit and knocked
on
the door. “Oh great!” Edna thought sarcastically, “instead of having my dream
man sent to the door, my worst student comes.” “Bart,” she said, “What do you want, and how in the world did you
find
out where I live.” “Ummm, Mrs. Krabopple, I have some bad news for you.” “Did you break the fish bowl again, because if you did, you’re
gonna
be in detention for the rest of…” “NO!” Bart cut in, “it is much more serious, and whatever you do,
please don’t get mad, I thought it would be funny at first, and then I
realized that I made a big mistake.” “Alright Bart, what is it, what did you do?” Edna questioned. “Well, you know all of those love letters you’ve gotten…” “You know who my Woodrow is?” Edna interrupted with a burst of
energy,
“Who is he, where is he, when can I finally meet him?” Bart hesitated, in anticipation of a slap across the face. Then, he
said:
“I’m Woodrow, I wrote the letters.” The young boy stood there, waiting for his teachers hand to hit him
clear
across the face, but it never happened. Edna didn’t move, and just
looked
her student in the eyes. Then an evil grin crept onto Edna’s face. “You wrote the letters? I’m going to have to teach you a lesson
young man. Come with me.” “Uh oh,” Bart thought as he walked behind his teacher into what
appeared to be her bedroom. “I’m about to get the biggest spanking of
my
life, aren’t I?” “You could say that.” his teacher slyly replied. “Sit on the bed
Bart, I want to explain something to you.” Bart did as he was told. “My husband left me over ten years ago, and that was the last time
that I got any… Uhmmm I mean that was the last time I had… Uhmmm,
that
was the last time I had a male companion. Because I have certain needs,
I
put an add in the magazine to fill my needs. You, or Woodrow was the
first
descent, reasonable man who responded, and I got very excited. I
thought
my needs would be answered, and now, I am so horn… I mean needy, that
your punishment will be to help me solve my needs.” “What is it that you want me to do?” Bart asked. “Well, Uhhhhh, Ummmmm…” Edna Krabopple never thought she would
ask
anyone to do what she was about to ask Bart, let alone a student. And,
she
certainly didn’t know how to ask him. “Bart,” she said, “we’re gonna
have… Uhmmmm, lets see, when two people really like each other,
they…
No, that’s not what I want to say… Uhmmm well, you, uhhhmmmm, We’re
gonna fuck!” “What?” Bart stammered. Being in fourth grade, he didn’t know much
about sex, and he hadn’t even started puberty, so he was totally lost. “Don’t worry,” Edna said, “I’ll take you through every step.” With
that, she walked over to Bart, and immediately locked into a deep kiss. Bart pushed away, saying:”Ewwwww, that’s disgusting” But, Edna persisted and said: “Trust me, you’ll like it, and besides, this is part of your
punishment.” Once again, the teacher pressed her lips against those of the eleven
year
old and held. Soon, she opened her mouth and slipped her tongue into
Bart’s
mouth. He responded with the same action. They stayed like this for
five
or six minutes, until Edna decided to move on to the next step. She
broke
the kiss, took off her shirt, and unclasped her bra. Although not huge,
her breasts were perfectly shaped, and Bart was overcome. “Wow!” the boy said as he stared at her beautiful globules. It was
his first exposure to breasts, and he immediately started to kiss,
caress,
and play with them. Edna leaned her head back and moaned. Bart, wanting
to take some initiative, took off his shirt, and while doing so,
realized
a strange feeling. His penis felt like it was getting bigger. Bart had
an irregularly large pre-pubescent dick. At three inches soft, Bart
thought that was as big as it got. He knew that his member was big
because at school, in the bathroom, he often caught a quick flash of
another boy’s dick, and one inch is a lot smaller than three inches. While Edna impatiently awaited her young lover, Bart wanted to
investigate.
He pulled down his pants, and pulled the semi-hard dick out of his
boxers. “Holy shit!” Bart yelled, “It grew an inch!” “Don’t have a cow,” Edna joked, “and besides, it’ll grow more than
that.” Bart looked over and realized that while he was stripping, his teacher
had
done the same. For the first time in his life, Bart looked over at his
teacher and had the sudden urge to do something, but he didn’t know
what
that something was. “Come over here.” Edna pleaded, and then grabbed the boy’s dick.
Quickly, she slipped it into her mouth, and began to suck like she
never
sucked before. At first, Bart was repulsed, but soon, he realized that
this felt amazingly good. The more she sucked, the bigger it grew, and
Finally, after five minutes of the most intense blow job ever, Bart’s
dick was at a whopping five and a half inches. “Okay, now you’re ready,” said Edna to her student. She guided his dick
to
the entrance of her pussy. “Do you know what to do, because if you don’t it’s real easy, I’ll tell
you.” Bart looked to the ground, quite embarrassed. “Alright, all you have to do is pump that rod of yours into my pussy,
then
pull back some, then back in… In, out, in, out, etc. Do you get the
general idea?” Bart nodded. “Good, now when I start screaming, whatever you do, don’t stop, go
faster!!!
And, unless I’m screaming, pull out if you feel like some stuff is
about to
come out of your penis. If I’m screaming, forget about it and keep on
going. By the way, this may take a while, don’t give up to early, the
end
experience is well worth the wait.” Bart nodded and eased his way into her love box. A slight moan escaped
Edna’s lips. Then, Bart climbed on top of her, his head only reaching
her
boob. Slowly, he began to pump, in and out. “If you want to be done before next week, I’d go a little faster.”
Edna complained. The boy’s pace became faster and faster. Soon he was pumping in and out
as
fast as he could, in anticipation of the great feeling he was promised.
Then, it happened. Bart’s fourth grade teacher let out a scream. Her
body
started to violently shake and Bart knew he had to keep on going, and
get
even faster. His teacher’s body then went rigid and Bart felt a strange
feeling in his dick. “Uh oh.” Bart thought, “she’s screaming and I’m about to have that
feeling she told me about.” The boy pumped as hard as he could. Beads
of
sweat dripped from the two bodies. Edna screamed as Bart grunted. Then,
Bart, for the first time, had an orgasm, and couldn’t believe how good
it
felt. It almost hurt, it felt so good. “Oooohhhh Bart, that was excellent!” the lustful teacher moaned.
“You learn quickly, I think your grade just went from an “F” to an “A.” “Thank you Mrs. Krabopple, that was awesome!” “C’mon Bart, I’ll give you a ride home.” “Actually, my parents think I’m sleeping over at Millhouse’s
tonight,
I’ll just call him, tell him that I got grounded, and I’ll stay here,
for
some more fun.” That night, Bart and his teacher fucked for hours. Over and over, Bart
emptied his little ball sack into Mrs. Krabopple. In one night, his
grade
went from a “D” to an “A.”
