It has been said that nearly every community contains a cross section of Americans within its confines, thereby maintaining an image unique in this country today. Every town has its doctors and lawyers, its coaches and teachers, and its clerks and carpenters, and each individual has in turn been touched to some extent by emotions common to all men-greed, lust, envy, and distress.
TEACHER'S HOT SUCK LESSONS is a story of everyday, responsible people whose lives are wrought with common frailties; people who seek pleasure, profit, expediency; people not unlike those who may live in your town or your neighborhood. Respectable citizens-yes, but not without the foibles and weaknesses seen every day in nearly every city.
TEACHER'S HOT SUCK LESSONS provides a unique insight into those emotions with which we all must live, a look at America at the grassroots level.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Ah, fuck me Stewart, fuck me! Oh, that feels so good, so damn good." The lithe blonde on the floor of the over-sized cloakroom writhed in ecstasy. She was completely naked, as was the man astride her.
His large hands kneaded the pliant flesh of her tits. "Fuckin' you has got to be the best thing goin' for my prick, Rachel." He groaned, allowing the thundering urge in his balls to have its way with him. He humped and pumped on the girl's wet and welcoming cunt. Damn, she was so hot, so fuckin' hot! He couldn't believe how much she wanted it, and right here under ol' man Beechum's nose. Stewart chuckled, even as his prick pounded home. Beechum. The smart-assed, straight-laced old fart would have a heart attack if he knew how wondrously horny this newly hired little cunt of his turned out to be.
Stewart couldn't imagine how Rachel had even gotten the job. Beechum preferred dried up old hags in his school. But it wasn't his to wonder why, at least not right now. Not when he had the sweetest, slipperiest cunt hole of his life jumping and jerking beneath his rock hard prick.
In and out he pounded while Rachel whimpered and moaned beneath him. "Oh, oh, oh," she sighed. "Oh, don't stop. Whatever you do, don't stop. I need it so bad, it's been so long, too damned long! Oh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Damn, your prick is so perfect. So fucking perfect."
His words fired her cunt to convulse even more violently against him. "Oh, I want it! I want it! Give me your cream! Oh, I want to feel it shoot inside me! Hard and deep! Hard and deep! Please, Stewart, give me your load!"
Coherent thought became impossible. The only reality for either of them now was the grinding, thrusting, humping motions of their bodies as each sought oblivion in orgasmic release. Over and over they heaved and arched, straining for the rapture that was just seconds away.
"Aaaggh!" Rachel shrieked. "Oh, I'm coming! I'm coming! Keep pumping! Keep pumping!" Rationality fled. Her body controlled her completely. Up and down she gyrated, matching the tempo of Stewart's powerful fuck-thrusts as she did so.
"Me, too!" he cried. "Me, too! Oh, take it, baby! Take it all!"
His prick exploded deep inside her, sending spurts of boiling cum channeling into her. Rachel went out of her mind with lusty abandon. Her own cunt contorted with mindless ecstasy as again and again she flooded the shooting prick rod with her cunt cream. She couldn't control the wracking sobs that accompanied her release. It felt so good, so incredibly good! Surely, she had to be dreaming. This couldn't be happening to her, not a first year teacher from Vermont. But her slavering cunt was all the proof she needed.
"Oh, baby," Stewart moaned, rolling off to one side of her, his slackening prick glistening with her juices. "You are the best. The best I've ever had."
"Do you mean it, Stewart?" she asked timidly, suddenly shy in spite of what they had just shared. This was only her second week on the job and she didn't want him to feel badly about her.
"Mean it?" he snorted. "Are you kidding? Look what you did to my prick! It's never had such a good time. I swear."
She giggled. "I'm glad you like my cunt. Maybe you could get your prick hard again, and we could try for sloppy seconds?"
"What are you? A nymphomaniac?" He lay on his back, his rumbling laughter shaking his massive chest, bringing goose bumps of fresh lust to Rachel McGinty's pussy.
"No, I'm not a nymph!" she chided sweetly. "At least I wasn't a couple of weeks ago. But I can't believe the gorgeous hunks running around this school. I mean, I've always prided myself on being a very professional English teacher. Now, all I want to do is fuck-teachers, students-it doesn't seem to make any difference."
Stewart's eyes darkened. "Have you been fucked by a student?"
Rachel withdrew a little. "You don't approve?"
Stewart sat up, wrapping a long arm around his knees. "I don't care who you fuck, Rachel," he said. "But just don't you let ol' man Beechum find out about it. He'll have your ass out of here faster than a rocket to the moon. In fact," he reached over to fondle the smooth flesh of her tit, "I can't believe he hired you in the first place. He's much more the old lady school marm type, not the nicely rounded starlet type."
Rachel tried to concentrate on Stewart's words but instead she found herself surrendering to the demands of her body. His hand on her tit was driving her wild with renewed lust. Ever since she'd left her home in Vermont over a month ago to accept this new teaching position in an exclusive co-ed boarding school in Ohio, she'd been living her life like a caterpillar sprung from a confining cocoon.
She'd lived with her parents all through school and had adhered to all their strict rules. But always Rachel had suspected that she'd been missing something. And now these weeks at Beechum's Academy had told her what it had been-fucking. Her repressed sexuality was going full tilt. The boys in the school all seemed to be young Adonises, smoothly muscled and athletic, and she found herself watching them working out on the football field, staring at the healthy bulges in their gym shorts.
So far she'd been able to keep temptation at bay. But Jack Brandon, she knew, would not be put off much longer. The football jock's overtures to her had been blatant and she felt her cunt cream whenever he came near her. Jack would be in her next class. Thinking about him may have helped her in her next class. Thinking about him may have helped her along with Stewart, not that she found the history teacher completely unattractive. He had a fine body and his years of fucking experience made up for a whole lot of his character flaws, like his excessive attention to pleasing Mr. Beechum.
Rachel's hand wound around Stewart's fast rising prick. "Why do you bad-mouth Mr. Beechum behind his back, but sweet talk him to his face?" Rachel murmured, all the while stroking and fondling the thickening cock.
Stewart groaned. Damn, that felt good. Why did she have to be such a perceptive bitch? He wanted Beechum's job. Rachel had been here two weeks and had already seen through him. Hell, what did it matter? She would be gone in a matter of days. As soon as Beechum found out what a hot little cunt she was, he would never let her stay and spoil the reputation of his prissy little school.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Stewart said, pressing her perfect body back down against the tiled floor of the cloakroom. His mouth sought and found her soft tits, licking and teasing the nipples to stiff erection.
Rachel sighed with contentment. "That feels wonderful. Please, don't stop. Fuck me again, Stewart. I need to be fucked."
"So I've noticed," he chuckled. "Hell, a guy would think you hadn't had much sex in your life."
"I haven't. But I knew I would love it. I always knew I would love it."
His mouth trailed a path down across her flat belly to her waiting pussy. His breath grew hot across her steaming flesh and he felt her hips arch up to welcome his seeking tongue.
"I want to taste your cunt," he moaned. "I want to taste all of you."
"Do it! Do it!" she cried. "Eat me! Oh, Stewart, eat my cunt!"
Beechum ceased to matter to either of them. Stewart knew he would be fired just as quickly if the old man found them fucking like this, but all he knew right now was that he wanted to feel and taste this gorgeous piece of female flesh. And Rachel's need matched his own.
He pressed his mouth against her pussy, his tongue opening her cunt lips, searching, lapping. When he found her clit, her reaction was volcanic.
"Oh, oh, oh!" she cried. "Oh, lick my clit. Lick it! Suck it! Oh, Stewart, that feels so wonderful. I don't believe how good it feels. Oh, suck it! Make it big and hard like your prick. Oh, Stewart, I want to be fucked and sucked and sucked and fucked. I can't stand how bad I want it!"
"Open your legs," he begged. "Open up to me, baby. I want to see that cunt hole. I want to see that clit."
He didn't have to tell her twice. Her legs spread wide and he saw that her cunt was already dripping with a mixture of his cum and her own pussy juices.
His tongue swirled long and hard around her clit, then dove into her seeping cunt hole with eager anticipation. "Oh, baby, you taste good. You taste so damned good. I don't believe it."
She arched upward, forcing his tongue to go in deeper still. In and out, in and out he jabbed with his tongue. Up, up she shoved her hips.
"Deeper! Harder!" she pleaded. "Oh, make your tongue into a prick. Oh, fuck me, fuck me out with your tongue. Eat all of my juice. Please!"
Rachel's frenzied need fired Stewart's lust. He licked and lapped and laved at her dripping cunt hole. He held her thighs wide apart, then inched two fingers into her cunt hole along with his darting tongue. He stroked and poked at her pussy hole, all the while slurping up the continuous flood of her cunt juice.
"Keep it coming, baby!" he said. "You taste so damn good. I don't believe how good. Keep that cream coming. I'm so thirsty for you."
Rachel went into orbit. She bucked and writhed and moaned, unable to stifle the overwhelming emotions that took hold of her body and her mind. She was going to come again. She had never come without a prick inside her cunt before, but Stewart's expert tongue felt better than any cock ever had.
"Unnggh!" she groaned. "Oh, oh, oh! I'm coming! I'm coming again! Oh, eat it! Drink it all, Stewart! Don't waste it! Unnnggh!"
Her cunt convulsed in wave after wave of orgasmic delight. Contractions seized her until her body shook with the violence of her come. It was several minutes before she could think rationally again and even then her cunt quivered with remembered bliss.
She wished to heaven that she didn't have to leave this cloakroom in five minutes and go out and teach her class. She wanted to keep Stewart in here the rest of the day.
But then she remembered Jack Brandon. What a hunk he was! Several years her junior, yet for all that, he was a smooth, confident young man who exuded sexual charm and grace. She'd had spent one more than one night of fitful fantasizing about that kid. If her instincts were true, and they usually were, she knew she wouldn't have to settle for fantasizing about him much longer. Jack wanted her as much as she wanted him, she was sure.
She gazed over at Stewart, eying his thickened prick with a desperate longing. But she knew there wasn't time now to enjoy that beautiful cock rod again. Her students were probably already tromping into the locked classroom beside the cloakroom. Besides, even if she did dare fuck Stewart again, her screams of orgasm would probably bring the whole class in and promptly get both of her and Stewart fired. She would have to remember his warning about Beechum.
"You're one helluva fuck, lady," Stewart was saying. "Don't think you're going to get away with leaving me in this condition." He pointed a finger at his hard-on.
"But my class ... " she began.
"I know, I know," he said, holding up a hand to stop her protest. "I've got a class now too. But this prick is going to be ready, willing and able to continue this right where we left off."
Rachel giggled, making a playful grab for the huge cock rod. "I can't wait!" "Just be at my place tonight at eight o'clock, little teacher," he ordered. "We'll fuck the night away."
"That sounds like my kind of date."
Stewart shook his head. "I've got to find out what kind of upbringing you had, Rachel. Whatever it was, it sure led to one sexy little female."
"It was positively Victorian!" she laughed. "That's why I'm making up for lost time. And," she squeezed his cock lovingly, "lost pricks!"
"My place ... eight o'clock," Stewart repeated, his eyes following the trim line of her tits and buttocks as she slipped into her clothes. What a night it was going to be!
CHAPTER TWO
Rachel couldn't concentrate. Try as she might to make Chaucer sound interesting to the class this afternoon, all she could do was imagine what Jack Brandon would look like without his clothes on.
Jack was seated in the second row of desks, the third one back. The open vee of his sport shirt revealed an enticing tangle of dark hair. Lord, how she wanted to see the rest of that broad-shouldered chest! And she was fit to be tied with jealousy, too. Jack hadn't looked her way more than once since he'd come into the classroom, reserving his special sexy looks today for Veronica Jensen, a busty cheerleader who sat across the aisle from him.
"Jack!" Rachel snapped, not meaning to. "I'm going to need your help after class today. I'd appreciate it if you could stay a few minutes."
The look in his blue eyes told her that he knew exactly what kind of help she needed, too. "My pleasure, Miss McGinty," he said, his baritone voice only adding to the overall illusion of pure sexual animal.
Why had she said that? she berated herself fiercely. Yet the minutes till the class ended couldn't go fast enough. She'd had it with their cat-and-mouse flirting. Her cunt was creaming wildly. Jack was going to be introduced to her cloakroom and she was going to get some of his prick.
When the last student filed out of class, Jack lagged behind, allowing his gaze to trail boldly all along the lush curves of Rachel's body. She felt her flesh tingle as he all but undressed her with his eyes.
"You said you wanted some help," he reminded her softly.
"Oh, yes," she stammered. "Please, I need you to move some things for me in the cloakroom."
He said nothing as he followed her inside. Nor did he look particularly surprised when she locked the door behind them.
"Well, Miss McGinty ... "
"Please, call me Rachel."
"My pleasure, Rachel," he said, quirking an eyebrow toward her. "Just what it is it you want me to move?"
"You must have misunderstood," she said, feeling her breathing rate increase, her heart pound in her chest. "I said I had something for you to remove."
"And what's that?"
"Your clothes."
His smile revealed perfect white teeth. "Oh, Rachel, now you're really talking my pleasure."
Without the slightest trace of embarrassment he shrugged out of his shirt and jeans, standing before her in only a pair of skin-tight bikini briefs. The bulge beneath the cotton material made her shiver with anticipation.
"You're perfect," she sighed.
"And I'll bet you are, too."
She took the hint and quickly shed her own clothes, including bra and panties. "Now I'm naked," she said. "It seems only fair that you should be too."
"Come over here, Rachel."
His tone was firm, but gentle. He was young in years, but obviously wise to the ways of women. "I want you to suck my cock, Rachel," he said. "I've wanted you to suck my cock since the first day I saw you in class."
"Then why were you flirting with Veronica today?" she pouted.
"Jealous?" He grinned. "I knew you would be. I was tired of this back and forth shit between us. I wanted to get down to the real thing. No more fucking with the eyes, but with the bodies."
She sank to her knees in front of him.
"Take my pants down, Rachel," he said.
She inserted her fingers in the elastic and gently tugged his underwear downward. Her whole body trembled as she pulled the briefs down to his knees, gasping with pure delight at the sight before her. Nature had given Jack everything. Good looks, charm, and a thick, healthy prick that was already on its way to full erection. He wanted this as much as she did!
"Suck it, Rachel," he repeated. "I want to see your lips on my cock. I want to feel your tongue on my cock. I want to watch you swallow my cum."
She could barely remain on her knees. His words were as powerfully exciting as any she had ever heard. He knew it all and he wasn't going to let this opportunity slip by. He was going to ream out his teacher, and he was going to give her something to remember him by. She had a definite feeling that other men would pale in comparison to what she was about to experience with this teenager-and she couldn't wait.
Her mouth opened eagerly. "I want to taste your prick, Jack. I've wanted to suck you off ever since I laid eyes on you. I watched you on the football field. I watched you sweat. I watched your arms and legs, how you did push-ups, how you ran the mile, how you chinned yourself on the parallel bars. I knew your body was perfect and it's so good to find your prick perfect as well."
The cock jumped and jerked at the compliment. She was older than any woman he'd ever fucked before and he wanted this to be good. He was a little scared, though he tried hard not to let that show. He wanted Rachel to think of him as the most accomplished lover in the world.
"Oh, God, Rachel, just suck it!"
She lowered her mouth onto the stiff prick. "Mmmmm, it tastes as good as it looks," she cooed, her tongue licking and swirling over the thick head of the big prick.
The thought of him coming in her mouth sent her into heaven.
She took as much of his cock into her mouth as she could. She felt the cockhead rub sexily against the back of her throat. She was so involved in sucking him, so intent on making him shoot into her mouth, that she didn't have time to think about gagging. As big as his prick was, she still tried to take in more of the long shaft.
Her mouth drove up and down the shaft of his prick, licking, laving, lapping. Round and round she darted her tongue, pausing often to jab at the tiny hole at the tip of his prick. Soon now, very soon, she would have what she craved. She would be able to taste the hot, sticky cream of Jack Brandon's cum!
She could feel the moisture heating up between her own legs. Her cunt was soaked! How she wished he was between her legs sucking her off, too! But she was content for now with sucking his cock, gaining whatever pleasure she could for her own cunt with the knowledge that she was going to have this gorgeous young man spurting his juice into her mouth any second now.
The heat mounting in her cunt was becoming so intense she began to wonder if she wasn't going to come just from sucking this boy's big prick. She rubbed her legs together in a desperate attempt to keep from creaming any more. She wanted Jack to lick up her cunt juice, not let it drip, wasted, onto the cloakroom floor.
Her hands kneaded his balls, feeling the tenseness in them. He was getting close now, very close.
She popped her mouth off of his prick, glancing up into the passion-glazed blue eyes of this muscular young stud.
"I want to taste you now, Jack," she begged. "I want to feel you cum spurt down my throat."
"And I want you to feel it, too, baby," Jack groaned, unable to stifle his growing urge to spew into her accepting mouth. Damn! She had the best tongue he'd ever felt.
"Oh, Jack," Rachel cried, pulling her mouth off of his prick for just an intent. "Please, please. I need to feel the heat of your cum burning in my mouth. Please, I want to swallow a gallon of it. Don't make me wait much longer. I need it so bad!"
Jack's hips thrust faster, deeper. He was ready too. He could feel the thundering urge deep in his balls. He grabbed Rachel's head and forced her to take his prick back into her mouth.
"I'm going to shoot off, Rachel," he moaned. "Take it all now. Don't miss a drop, okay?"
She caught the desperation in his voice. She knew he wanted to watch her swallow his load, all of it. It would turn him on almost as much as her mouth had. As much as she loved the taste of cum, though, she certainly had no intention of letting any of the delightful liquid get away from her.
His thrusting motions came faster, faster. It was all Rachel could do to hang onto the pistoning prick. In and out, in and out of her mouth he fucked. She didn't have to do much sucking at all now. He was doing all of the work, fucking her mouth, and they were both loving it.
Come now, her mind screamed at him. I want to taste you. I want to drink all of that thick, steaming cum of yours!
The fucking vibrations of their bodies were amazingly attuned to one another. As her need to drink his cum increased, so did his need to spurt into her mouth. They were both in a lust-crazed frenzy. Nothing short of an earthquake could have stopped them from coming, now.
Rachel's head bobbed between Jack's legs as her mouth drove up and down the length of his prick, taking it in and out, in and out. His hips were gyrating wildly and he gripped her head, holding her on his cock fiercely. He pumped and thrust and drove at her mouth with his prick.
"I'm going to come, baby!" he shouted. "I'm going to come! Eat me, baby. Eat me!"
His cock exploded inside her mouth. Jet stream after jet stream of hot, sticky cum shot into the furthest reaches of her questing mouth. Again and again he shot into her and again and again she swallowed every drop of his delicious jizz.
"Oh, oh, oh," Jack groaned, his orgasm shaking him to his toes.
Rachel had just given him the best head he'd ever gotten in his life. Even as his prick started to slacken, Jack continued to pump her mouth. The sensational emotional peak she had driven him to tapered off slowly, even after such a great climax.
Rachel noticed Jack's cock beginning to go limp and to her it was merely a signal to start licking and laving all around the boy's cock shaft and balls. She didn't want to take a chance on missing out on a single drop of his fantastically delicious cum juice. Jack Brandon ought to go into the cum bottling business, she thought with just a trace of amusement. The kid would make a fucking fortune!
Jack watched the corners of her lovely mouth turn up into a delightfully impish grin.
"What's so funny?" he asked, feeling content to just stand there and let her lap up the remains of his cum.
"I was just thinking that maybe you ought to bottle this hot stuff of yours," she giggled.
"Canned cum?" He couldn't believe it. "And just what section of the grocery store would I put it in?"
"No grocery stores," she answered seriously. "Only health food stores for this miracle elixir." She lapped at his balls and cock all the while she was talking.
"I doubt there would be too much of a market," he said. "Who would buy canned cum?"
"Are you kidding? Think of all the lonely little old ladies out there without a man, not to mention the ones who are afraid to give head. This would be the perfect opportunity for them! They could find out if they like the taste of the stuff without actually sucking off any pricks." She held the tip of his deflated prick in her mouth, her words jumbling together.
"You know, it's hard to understand a woman when she's got a mouthful of prick."
"You don't like it?"
He laughed. "Are you kidding now? I love it. Miss McGinty, uh, Rachel, you have got to be the best teacher this student ever had-and I'm not referring to your analysis of Portia's speech in 'The Merchant of Venice.' "
Now it was her turn to laugh. "So you think maybe I should change my field to sex education?"
"Exactly," Jack said as he stared down at her trembling, naked body. "Now that you've done such a great favor for me by letting me come in your mouth, why don't you let me return the favor?"
She rubbed her legs lustily together. "I was wondering how much longer you were going to make me wait. My cunt is on fire!"
He eased down beside her, gently pushing her onto her back. His prick was getting hard and ready as he looked eagerly at the fine lines of her body. Her tits were high and firm, her cunt muff soft and tantalizing.
"Oh, Jack," she moaned. "Fill up my cunt with the same cream you just jammed into my mouth. My cunt is thirsty, too, Jack. Oh, please, please, fuck me. I want it so bad."
"Damn, Rachel!" He sighed. "You could turn on a man made of stone." He gasped, a sudden thought occurring to him. "Oh, hell," he snapped. "I completely forgot I'm supposed to be at a football meeting right now. The coach is going to have my ass."
"No, he isn't," Rachel whispered. "I am."
"But I've got to go!" He started to rise but she gripped his arm.
"You can't leave me like this," she said, her voice almost a whimper. "Please?"
He stood up, aware that her cock-lusting gaze was following his prick's every move. She remained on the floor, looking at him imploringly. She reminded him suddenly of a dog, begging its master for food. In this case, the food Rachel craved was the food that spurted from his prick.
"Please, Jack," she repeated. "You can't leave me like this. I need it so bad."
Her body writhed on the floor, her legs rubbing together, her hands going unconsciously to her cunt, her fingers clawing at her pussy.
Jack thought about his coach and how pissed off he was going to be if his star quarterback didn't show up for today's meeting. But his eyes never left the writhing beauty on the floor. What was an extra hundred laps around the track compared to a glorious fuck with his beautiful teacher? The coach would just have to wait.
CHAPTER THREE
"Thank you for staying," she said, feeling the wetness rising in her cunt as the well-muscled young stud lowered his naked body next to hers.
She didn't think she could have borne it if he'd left her when she was so hot. She was so horny that her mind was in a state of near incoherence. All she wanted in the world right now was Jack's prick in her cunt. And the way that stiff hard prick looked right now, she knew she wouldn't have long to wait much longer.
With a groan Jack spread his body on top of hers. His hands cupped her swollen tips, kneading the firm flesh beneath his palms. He felt the nipples grow tauter as he teased the nipples with his thumb and forefinger, bending over and tracing their outline with his tongue.
He spread his palm over the soft triangle of her muff, feeling the heat that was already there. It was sticky to her touch. Damn, she had to be the horniest bitch he'd ever known! He grinned to himself. He had to be the luckiest football jock in the country to be fucking such a nice, teacher's cunt.
With a deft motion his fingers invaded her pussy, spreading her cunt lips wide. If she hadn't been lying on the floor, Rachel would have collapsed from the sheer pleasure of his touch. It was incredible.
"Oh, Jack, you sweet little son-of-a-bitch," she breathed. "You know all of the moves, don't you? You know just what to do for me."
Her breathing was ragged, uneven. Her knees quivered. She didn't think she could bear the torture of not having his prick in her cunt much longer.
He pulled her hard against him, his right hand continuing to massage her pussy. His left hand trailed around to her back, shoving it between her body and the floor. He gripped the soft sweet flesh of her ass. Oh, she was so sweet, so very sweet.
"Oh, oh," she half-sobbed. "Don't make me wait much longer. Please, Jack."
Her full ripe tits were too tempting a target for his mouth. His tongue swirled around the already erect nipples, sending her into a further frenzy of lust and need.
"Please," she begged, "oh, Jack. Fuck me. Fuck me with your prick. You're driving me insane making me wait like this."
"Just a little longer, little lady," he said. "You need a prick so bad, don't you? Poor sweet baby."
He continued to nuzzle her exquisite tits with his mouth. He knew the answer, but he liked seeing her need intensify with each lick of his tongue, each stroke of his hand. He wanted her to have an orgasm to beat all those she'd ever had before him. He was young, but he was proud and he wanted to compare favorably with all of the older studs Rachel had ever fucked. Jack Brandon wanted her to beg.
"Please, fuck me, Jack. Fuck me with that fantastic prick of yours. You know, you must know, how much I need it!"
She couldn't help herself. She gripped his head, bringing his sucking mouth up to her lips. Her tongue drove its way into his mouth and she sucked his tongue, his lips, his mouth.
"Oh, please," she cried, forcing his head downward. "Suck my tits! Oh, bite 'em. Suck me, Jack. Suck my tits! Suck my cunt!"
Jack had a wildcat on his hands! Once aroused to this point he recognized that there was no stopping her, not that he wanted to stop her. His cock throbbed maddeningly. He wanted nothing more than to fuck it home into her welcoming, already sodden cunt gash. But he would wait. He wanted to drive her to the point of near madness.
"You're going to beg me for it, Rachel," he moaned against her silken tits. "You're going to beg me to stuff my prick into your cunt."
"Oh, Jack, I'm already willing to beg. You've got me so hot I'm going crazy!"
She writhed against him, feeling her naked thighs pressing against the thick, had perfection of his prick.
"Not yet, sweet thing," Jack grinned, enjoying the frenzied lust in the voluptuous teacher's eyes.
Rachel could contain herself no longer. Her pussy was on fire and this young jock was getting off on telling her she would have to wait, to beg. Hell, she'd already told him she would beg! Couldn't he feel how wet her pussy was? How much it needed that gorgeous prick of his?
She reached up and gripped Jack's hand, pulling him astride her. Her lips crushed against his, sucking the lust from his quivering, moist mouth. This young stud had met his match in his hot, horny teacher!
As their bodies ground together, Jack could feel the soft, downy mound of Rachel's cunt rubbing against the swollen length of his hard cock. He shoved his hips forward, enjoying the sopping wetness seeping from her pussy gash.
Rachel could feel Jack's prick poking into the dampness of her cunt and she writhed in pleasure at the exquisite sensations aroused in her by the exploring cock. Moving her legs apart, the super-sexy English teacher made it even easier for the boy to tease his thickened prick around in her cock-hungry cunt hole.
Couldn't he see how much she needed it? Rachel wondered. How much longer was he going to make her wait before he shoved his cock inside her? How much longer before she felt the hot, spurting juices of his cum deep inside the moistness of her cunt?
Suddenly Rachel knew what she wanted more than anything-she wanted to feel that cock in her ass. She'd never had her ass fucked before and she knew instinctively that Jack had never fucked ass either. It would be a thrilling, wonderful experience for them both.
Smiling wantonly, she rolled over onto her stomach and arched her ass in the air to give him an eyeful of her perfectly rounded ass cheeks. From the gleam of lusty approval in his eyes, she didn't have to be told in words that he was ready to comply with her wishes. She wriggled her ass in appreciation, hardly daring to believe that she was about to get ass-fucked by one of the best-looking young studs she'd ever seen.
"You like the looks of my asshole, don't you, Jack?" Rachel murmured, pushing her fingertips into the steaming crevice of her ass. "Why don't you find out for yourself how well that cock of yours will fit into my asshole? Find out how it feels to stuff a prick into that tight little ass? I know I can't wait! I just can't wait at all. I want it so badly."
She waved her ass lewdly, parting her asscheeks with her hands. She wanted him to see that asshole, wanted him to want it with the same craving lust that she wanted his prick. And after he fucked her ass, she wanted him to fill up her pussy. She had been denied her share of sex too long. And now, if she had the chance, she would make up for it all in one day.
Rachel didn't really take time to consider how she had come so far so fast. She had never offered her ass to any man before. But now, suddenly, here with this handsome stud of a football jock, she craved ass-fucking. She craved the thought of his stiff prick reaming the hell out of her virgin ass.
"Please, hurry, Jack," she begged. "I can't wait much longer. I need to feel your prick in my ass. Fuck it in. Hurry! Please, stuff it in!"
Jack didn't need an engraved invitation. Staring at his luscious teacher toying with the tight ring of her ass, he leaned forward eagerly. The only thing that mattered to him at the moment was plunging his throbbing cock meat into that steaming ass hole on display before him. Football practice was forgotten.
The sight of Jack's excitement thrilled Rachel even more. This was going to be good. It was going to be very good! All she could think of was how great that swollen cock was going to feel reaming its way into her ass.
She felt Jack's hands on her rounded ass cheeks as he readied himself for that final plunge. With an almost brutal efficiency, he forced the twin spheres apart, so crazed with lust that he could barely think rationally. The temptation was suddenly too great. He leaned forward, his tongue going to work with a wild ferocity on the outer edges of Rachel's steaming asshole.
Rachel responded with a shriek of delight to the wondrous sensations of Jack's tongue in her ass. She ground her asscheeks closer to the darting tongue, feeling the thick length of it stretching the muscles of her asshole as it poked its way inward.
"Oh, that feels so good!" she moaned. "I can't believe you're tonguing my asshole."
"I can't believe it either," Jack grinned, coming up for air for only a second. "Your asshole just looked too delicious to pass up."
Rachel's mind soared to new heights of ecstasy. She could feel the heat of his saliva as he continued to lave at her asshole. He was getting her primed, more than primed for her first ass-fucking.
Jack watched his spit glistening along the entrance of her ass. Gently, mindful that this was her first ass-fucking, as well as his own, he teased the entrance of her ass hole with the tip of his prick. He could feel the heat of her body kissing his cock and the hot wetness of her asshole made his cock throb as it never had before.
"Oh, Rachel," he sighed. "I can't wait to feel my prick in that tight little asshole of yours. I want to bury it to the hilt. I want to shoot my load inside your ass and then I want you to lick my prick clean."
Slowly, gently, he eased himself forward, Rachel braced herself, reveling in the assault of the thick cock meat. She felt the muscles of her ass strain to accept the full thickened force of Jack's prick. She groaned beneath the trembling weight of the boy, his engorged prick poised at the entrance to her ass.
Rachel's clutching asshole was a new experience for Jack. Muscles hidden deep within her body captured his prick and began milking it hotly. The harder he thrust his cock into his teacher's asshole, the harder her ass muscles clamped around the thickened shaft of his cock.
Rachel's body gradually grew accustomed to the hardness of the prick as she met the thrusting cock with eager determination. The initial pain diminished into an erotic flood of fuck-lust.
"Oh, this is fantastic!" she cried. "I think I'm going to come with your prick in my asshole. I can't believe it! I can't believe it! I'm going to come with a prick up my ass!"
"Believe it, Rachel," Jack groaned. "You've got to have the best little asshole in the whole fucking world. Damn, this feels so good."
"Your prick is so big, so perfect," Rachel sobbed happily. "It's tearing me apart! But it feels so fucking terrific that I don't ever want you to stop fucking my ass."
Jack leaned his body over her back, reaching around to her tits. His strong fingers found the hardened buds of her perfect nipples. He tweaked the tender nipples between his thumb and forefinger, twisting and pulling on the pliant flesh of her tits while he ass-fucked her. The grunting moans of his lust filled the tiny cloakroom.
The feel of Jack's hands toying with her tits drove Rachel over the edge. She ground her ass against his prodding prick just as hard as she could. Her tongue darted from the corner of her mouth as her lips silently mouthed the words of praise for the hot stud pounding at the softness of her horny body.
"Oh, you are so good, Jack. If this was a course you were taking, you'd have yourself an A-plus!" She wiggled her ass at the fucking prick, gaining even more erotic sensations for her efforts.
"Take my whole prick!" Jack grunted. "Take it all, Rachel. I want to watch my cock disappear into this asshole of yours."
"I'm ready!" she yelled. "I'm ready. Oh, ream me, Jack. Fuck the hell out of my ass. Make me come, Jack. Let me feel your cum spill into my asshole. Drown me in your cum, Jack. Drown me!"
Jack's cock couldn't hold out one second longer. The urging force of his speeding jizz pushing its way through the long shaft of his cock, rushing toward the tiny opening in its tip, made it impossible to wait. With red-hot excitement, his cock spewed deep into her asshole, jets of boiling cum filling her delightful asshole.
Rachel felt the explosive power of his orgasm deep within her. She felt the searing cum coating the sensitive walls of her asshole. She felt the burning heat of his prick grow hotter, faster, until it was pumping in and out of her ass with the speed of lightning. The force of his orgasm was enough to start her own juices flowing like a flash flood.
"I'm coming!" she shrieked. "I'm coming! Oh, keep pumping, Jack. Keep pumping. I'm coming! Your prick came in my asshole and now I'm coming!"
For long minutes she couldn't have told anyone her name even if they'd asked. She was simply too sated in the aftermath of Jack's incredibly wonderful ass-fucking. The boy was a gold medal fucker, there was no doubt about that. She wondered if he had any teammates who were as talented as he was. She would dearly love to find out.
To thank him for his expertise at fucking her ass, Rachel trailed her fingers down to his limp prick. Wrapping her hands around the shaft of soft flesh, she began to slowly pump new life into it. Smiling warmly, she played the prick like a master musician. Her mouth found his mouth and their lips were soft and gentle as each thanked the other for a wonderful fuck-session.
Still, Rachel was amazed to discover she was still horny. She didn't want this wonderful stud to leave just yet.
She felt new life in the limp prick. With the continuing ministrations of her knowing fingers, the prick was soon hard and ready. Jack groaned.
"What are you doing to me, witch?" he sighed. "I'll never get to football practice today."
"Do you really care so much?" Rachel giggled, continuing to stroke the hardening prick.
He rolled onto his back, allowing her to climb astride him. He loved the feel of her tits rubbing against his sweat-dampened chest.
"No, I guess I can practice football any day," he said. "But a fuck like this might only come along once in a lifetime."
"Gee, I hope not," Rachel said, laughing. "I'd like to think we're going to be doing this plenty more often. I don't want to lose you now that I know what a great stud you are. And my cunt craves great studs."
She shifted her position so that her cunt was just inches above his grinning lips.
"Bring that cunt down there," Jack said. "I want to taste that creamy juice of yours."
It didn't take any more urging than that. Quickly Rachel ground her cunt into Jack's face. She squealed with pleasure as his tongue dipped into her sodden cunt hole, then emerged to trace a path around her ultra-sensitive clit.
"Oh, lick me! Lick me!" she sobbed. "I love it!"
While his mouth worked its magic on her cunt, she stretched out to envelop his stiffened cock rod in her mouth once again. Her fingers toyed with the coarse hair at the base of the cock. She just couldn't get enough of this guy. Up and down, round and round went her mouth on the thickened prick.
Meanwhile Jack was hungrily sucking on her cunt. He loved the taste of cunt juice. Rachel's pussy was one of the best he'd ever tasted. His long tongue lashed against the moist heat of her pussy as he scooped up the great tasting liquid that oozed faster and faster the more he licked. He could make out the taste of his own cum, too, and he knew his jizz had overflowed her asshole and coursed down to the folds of her soft pink cunt.
"Oh, that feels so good, Jack," she whispered. "I wish you could fuck me and suck me forever."
"I wish I could too, sweet thing," he gasped. "You are one sweet-tasting cunt."
She blushed at the compliment. She loved to give pleasure as much as receive it and she was glad Jack found her cunt juices to his liking. She wriggled the cunt over his face, urging him to lap deeper, deeper. She felt him nibbling at her excited clit, gently chewing and sucking the tiny, erect nubbin of flesh.
His prick was as hard as ever and his lapping and laving on her cunt was driving her wild. His jabbing tongue was fantastic, but it was no match for a pistoning prick. She wanted to feel his big prick in her steaming cunt hole now.
She rolled off of him, reluctant to end the wonderful sensations of his tongue in her cunt, but eager to have him shove his prick in to her cunt instead.
"I need you to fuck me!" she cried. "You've got me so hot, so ready. Please, I want to feel your prick in my cunt. Please, Jack, hard and fast. Hurry!"
He settled himself between her legs. "Never let it be said that I keep a lady in suspense," he grinned.
Even so, he was simply taking too long. She had to have that cock-now! Her fingers closed over the big prick and guided the swollen head to the gash of her pussy. She moaned with mindless ecstasy as she rubbed the cock tip against her throbbing clit. Her hips bucked and writhed.
Jack was going a little wild again himself. He loved the feel of her wet cunt gash against his cock head. He suddenly wanted to slam it home and he wasn't going to wait any longer.
Rachel eased her hips upward, capturing his cock rod before Jack could make his move. But in that same instant he thrust forward, driving himself into her pussy clear up to his balls.
Her cunt hole was like a steaming hot pool of lava around Jack's cock. She was so hot she was on fire. The flames of her lust licked at the length of his pumping prick. In and out, in and out he thrust. His powerful hips moved with the strength of a pile-driver as he drove his cock to the very depths of Rachel's wonderful cunt hole.
"You're so hot! So damned hot!" he cried. "I love your cunthole. You're burning up my prick! I can't believe how hot you are."
Rachel met each fuck-thrust with a fuck-thrust of her own. "I'm going to come!" she screamed. "I'm going to come all over your prick."
He shot his load into her at the same moment, feeling his cock explode deep within her, shooting out spurt after spurt of jism. She stayed with him all the way.
Drowning waves of lust engulfed her, dragging her into the swirling world of complete sexual abandon. Never had she felt so good, so complete, so satisfied. She had come a long way from her conservative roots in Vermont and she couldn't wait to go even further.
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" Rachel wailed. "Never stop! Never stop! I can't get enough of your prick! Oh, Jack, pump me, fuck me! Keep that cock in my cunt until I can't even walk anymore."
The convulsing muscles of her cunt brought out more cum from his prick rod. The boy couldn't believe how much jizz he had spewed into her. It must have been a gallon! He wouldn't have enough strength left to do those extra laps around the track now. But who cares? he thought. It was worth it, more than worth it.
"Oh, Jack," Rachel sighed, completely content. "I'm afraid you're going to have to stay after class tomorrow, too."
And she gave his cock an affectionate squeeze with her hand so that Jack had no doubts at all about what his homework assignment was going to be.
CHAPTER FOUR
Her last class was over and Rachel was looking forward to heading home to a steamy hot bubble bath. The day's fucking had all but worn her out. Even if someone had asked right now, she doubted she could have accommodated him. She was just too tired. She smiled to herself. That was some compliment to Stewart and Jack! She'd never before been too tired to fuck in her life.
She was about to leave the classroom when Becky Bodine, one of Beechum Academy's cheerleaders, and her boyfriend, Jason Halloran, approached her desk.
"Can we speak to you please, Miss McGinty?" Becky asked, shifting uneasily from one foot to the other.
"It's real important," Jason said. He too looked highly nervous.
As tired as she was, Rachel always had time for her students and these two seemed to have a definite problem. Maybe she could help. As a matter of fact, the way they were looking at each other, then at her, she could have sworn they were horny. But that's silly, she chided herself.
"Uh, well, Miss McGinty," Becky began, "we don't know quite how to ask you this. It's kind of embarrassing. I mean ... "
"Just say it," Rachel urged gently. They were horny! She didn't know how she knew it, she just knew. What in the world were they going to ask her?
"We talked to Jack Brandon," Jason stammered. "He said ... he said, you might be able to help us."
"Jack!" Rachel said, suddenly wary.
Jack wouldn't have told these kids about what had happened. But then he was a football jock, star quarterback, and no doubt he liked to brag about his conquests.
"What did he tell you?" she asked quickly.
"Oh, he wasn't saying anything bad about you," Becky assured her. "But we were kind of talking, and we told him we had a problem, and that was why he suggested you. He said you were an expert."
Suddenly Rachel didn't feel so tired any more. She knew exactly what Becky and Jason wanted and she was going to be happy to oblige.
"Let's step into the cloakroom, shall we?" she smiled.
Inside the cloakroom, Rachel immediately took charge. It was obvious these two needed some professional advice.
"Just what is it that's troubling you?" she asked.
"We're having trouble fucking," Becky said hesitantly. "We just can't seem to give each other an orgasm. We don't know what we're doing wrong ... "
"It makes me feel like a real loser," Jason put in.
"Never feel that way," Rachel soothed. "Fucking is like any other talent. Playing the piano, riding a bike, it just takes practice. And that's what we'll do right now. Practice."
"Here!" Becky cried. "In front of you?"
"What better way than with your teacher?" Rachel asked reasonably.
Becky giggled just a little. "It does sound kind of exciting, doesn't it, Jason?"
"An audience? Yeah, I wouldn't mind. Especially one as foxy as Miss McGinty."
"You can call me Rachel in here," Rachel said. "Now first things first. Both of you take your clothes off."
She had their rapt attention now. Neither teenager hesitated to do as she requested. She stepped over to Becky, admiring the girl's ripe young tits and her slim waist, as well as her dark-haired pussy.
Jason was trim and athletic with a broad chest that tapered to lean hips and well-muscled thighs. But what caught her attention at once was the magnificent prick dangling between his legs. If he couldn't give Becky an orgasm with that super cock, these two definitely did have a problem!
"All right," Rachel said. "Let's get started. Jason, I want you to suck Becky's tits right now."
Jason lowered his head and immediately began to suck Becky's delightfully firm tit mounds. In seconds he had the twin peaks firm and hard and highly aroused.
Rachel was having a problem she hadn't anticipated. Watching these two fuck was going to be a difficult experience for her own cunt. Watching Jason's lovely prick flap between his thighs was already driving her pussy wild with need. Once she got Becky all good and fucked, she just might have to borrow Jason to do a little serious fucking herself.
"Want to join in, teach?" Becky asked, seeming to read Rachel's mind.
"No, thank you," Rachel said, with grim determination. "This lesson is for you, not me."
"Are you sure, Rachel?" Jason teased. "I'm not so naive that I don't recognize a hungry cunt when I see one. And you, lady, are one hungry cunt."
"Just keep sucking Becky's tits, young man," Rachel laughed.
"Mmmmm, that feels so good," Becky murmured as Jason's tongue trailed a path along her nipples to her belly button. "Oh, use your hands, too, please."
"Yes, Jason," Rachel said. "Touch her cunt and her tits with your hands as well as your mouth. A woman wants you to love her with every part of your body."
"Oh, that's it, that's it," Becky moaned as Jason's hands came in contact with her aroused clit. "Oh, make it stand up for you, Jason, sweetheart. Make it stand up and beg for your big thick prick."
Rachel was losing her mind. How in the name of heaven could she endure this torture? If she left, Becky and Jason would miss out on her expert instruction in the art of fucking. If she stayed, she would surely die in agony at the thought of that beautiful prick so close to her cunt but being used only by Becky's pussy.
"Suck my titties some more, Jason," Becky pleaded. "Oh, suck me. Fuck me. You're so good, Jason. I knew you were good. Maybe you just needed an audience!"
Rachel had to bite back her tears. She didn't think she could wait until Jason fucked Becky. She wanted his prick so badly right now herself that she was going out of her mind. Her cunt was on fire!
Jason looked at his teacher, a sly grin forming on his face. She was hot all right. Hot as hell and ready for his prick already. Jack had been right, all he and Becky had to do was feed her a sob story about having trouble fucking and she'd be at their feet fucking her cunt out. She'd never be able to resist a good prick, Jack had told him. And how right his good buddy had been. Not only was he going to fuck the hell out of Becky, but he was going to go at his English teacher's cunt as well.
He bent down in front of Becky and nuzzled her sweet little cunt. His tongue swirled and lapped at her throbbing clit. Damn, she tasted good. But he was sure he would think the same about Rachel, too. Jason had never had an older woman and he was looking forward to comparing the taste of her cunt with Becky's pussy.
He noticed the tears rimming Rachel's eyes. She was losing control all right. She needed it badly. Well, by the time he was finished with Becky, Rachel would be begging him to let her cunt be next.
Suddenly Rachel was crying her eyes out. She couldn't bear to watch any longer. She had to have some of that prick for herself!
"Please," she cried, "please, Becky, couldn't you share him with me?"
"What?" Becky demanded, astonished. "You're supposed to teach us, not get fucked yourself."
Becky didn't like the idea of sharing Jason with the beautiful English teacher one bit.
"I really need to come," the girl said. "Can't you even wait until we're finished?"
Damn it, it wasn't fair, Becky thought. She had waited a long time to be fucked by Jason again. When he'd come up with this crazy plan, she'd been only too happy to go along, anything to have that big, thick prick of his in her cunt once again. But she didn't think it was one bit fair for Rachel to use her authority as their teacher to horn in on her fucking action.
"I do feel sorry for her," Jason said to Becky. "I can't keep fucking you, Becky not with Rachel being in all that pain. Her cunt must be aching for a prick."
"Well, I suppose you do have a point," Becky conceded. "Wait, I have an idea."
She hurried over to the jacket she'd tossed on the floor and extracted something from her pocket.
"Will this do for now?" she said, holding up an enormous rubber dildo shaped exactly like a prick, balls and all. "That way I can get fucked while Rachel gets off on the rubber prick. Then, when we're done, if she still wants it, I suppose you could fuck her, Jason."
Jason had every intention of fucking the lovely teacher, but he had to humor Becky too. She was a great little cunt in her own way.
"What do you say, teach?" Jason asked. "Can you settle for a fake cock long enough for me to take care of Becky's needs here? Then you can get ready for the real thing."
"I guess I'll have to," Rachel said.
Her cunt was throbbing angrily at having to settle for the substitute. But she picked up the dildo and began to finger it, her hand sliding up and down its length in an erotically familiar motion. Well, it's better than nothing, Rachel told herself.
"All right, ladies," Jason said, feeling as if he were now in charge of this situation. "Let's get to fucking, shall we?"
"Lay by me, Rachel," Becky suggested. "I can help you make the most of your dildo."
Jason positioned himself at Becky's pussy once again and began to lap up her cunt juices happily.
"Oh, that feels so good," Becky sighed. "I'm going to let you do that forever. But at the same time I'm going to help Rachel take care of her creaming cunt. My, look at her, Jason!" the girl cried. "She is soaking wet."
The girl had eased Rachel's panties down and was staring at the teacher's sopping cunt. Quickly, Rachel wriggled out of the rest of her clothes.
Rachel made certain her body was against Becky's. The two women were now lying on the floor so that the girl could finger Rachel's cunt while Jason continued to lick out Becky's cunt.
"Oh, Becky, that does feel good," Rachel sighed as the cheerleader's fingers touched the nub of her clit, causing it to jerk and rise.
"You really must have been needing a prick bad," Becky sympathized. "I had no idea you were so hot. I thought you were just trying to take Jason away from me."
"No, dear," Rachel assured her, "I just love to fuck. I think I could do it twenty-four hours a day."
Jason's full attention was focused on the delectable cunt in front of him. Damn, but Becky tasted fantastic. His tongue whirled and traced the pattern of her pussy lips, then darted back and forth across her clit.
He smiled as the girl lurched upward, jamming his face deeply into her pussy. He worked his tongue in and out of her cunt like a tiny prick. At the same time he reached up and grabbed a handful of tit.
He kneaded the firm ripe flesh with his fingers, tweaking the hard nipples until they stood even more erect.
"Oh, Becky," Jason murmured, raising his head from his feast, "this has got to rank right up there with the finest food I've ever been served at any restaurant in the country. Or should I say c-u-n-t-ry. And I have traveled quite a bit. You are delicious!"
"You're one helluva cunt-licker," Becky giggled. "I've really missed you, Jason. You always did have the best tongue in the whole academy."
While Jason licked her cunt, he reached out a hand to niggle one of Rachel's exquisite tits. "You keep yourself hot, darlin'," he told her. "I've got plenty of prick for both of you lovely ladies."
Rachel arched in appreciation for his attention to her tits. At the same time Becky scooted over and managed to position herself in such a way so that Jason could continue to lick her cunt while, at the same time, Becky could have her fill of one of Rachel's lovely tits.
Becky's tongue trailed along the tit. Her hands slid over her teacher's firm belly to the glistening cunt below.
"Start working the dildo in now," Becky urged Rachel. "I want to see you stuff it in and work it in and out of that gorgeous pussy of yours."
Rachel gripped the rubber prick as though it were a living thing. She had been rubbing it against her clit, but Becky's words fired her blood. She needed a good fucking and she knew the dildo was her only chance for the moment. Gently Rachel nestled the thing against her cunt hole, her hips moving upward automatically, seeking the thickened shaft.
Rachel spread her legs wide and plunged the dildo into her cunt as far as it would go. In and out, in and out she worked the rubber prick. Faster, faster, faster. Her hips bucked and writhed, as she moaned from the delightful sensations she was arousing in her own body.
"Look at her go!" Becky cried in awe.
Jason lifted his head from Becky's cunt to watch the sex-crazed teacher fucking the dildo in and out of her slopping wet cunt. The slurping noises the dildo made were music to his ears.
"Faster!" he said. "Do it faster, Rachel. That's it. That's the girl. Oh, look at that cunt cream. Look at it cream. I'm gonna taste that cream when you come, teach. I'm gonna have me another cunt feast."
Rachel was beyond caring if the entire student body of the school heard her cries of pleasure. Incredibly she was only seconds away from orgasm and the rubber dildo could take most of the credit. In and out, in and out she plunged it, wriggling her hips and grinding her cunt muscles against the life-like prick. If only it could spew jism, it would be perfect.
"Aaauggh! Oh, I'm going to come! I'm going to come! Get ready to eat me, Jason. Please, please. Eat it all! I'm creaming! I'm creaming!"
Much to Becky's dismay, Jason pulled away from her and leapt over to Rachel's spewing cunt. His mouth worked hard, lapping up gush after gush of her streaming cum.
"Let me have some, too," Becky begged, unable to bear the sight of Rachel's delightful flood without getting her share.
Reluctantly Jason moved over, allowing his girlfriend a crack at the wonderful meal. Becky lost no time in diving into Rachel's cunt gash. The girl licked and lapped and slurped up every drop of Rachel's pussy cream she could get her tongue on. Again and again Rachel spewed. She even sucked on the dildo with her mouth so that she too could taste her own cunt cream.
"Oh, that feels wonderful," Rachel said, admiring the way that Becky and Jason lapped up her cream. "You're both excellent cunt-lickers. Really good."
"Thank you," Becky said. "And your cum is quite delicious. I've had other cum, but yours is the best I've had so far."
Rachel smiled. "And I hope you can have some more before our fuck-session here is over. Maybe I can even return the favor."
"Oh, would you?" the girl asked. "Jason, did you hear that? She said she'd eat my cream. Oh, please, Jason, make me come. I want to come so badly. But I want to do it with your cock in my cunt."
"Lay down, little girl," Jason grinned. "Your wish is my command."
Eagerly Becky lay back, spreading her legs wide. This is what she had been waiting for all afternoon! Jason's prick was still hard and ready. Eating Rachel's cunt cream had only made him all the hornier.
"That's it," Jason said. "Spread 'em real wide. I want to go into your cunt in one quick thrust. I want to feel my balls slap against your ass cheeks."
He positioned his cock at the entrance to her cunt, taking accurate aim. One quick fuck-thrust and his prick was buried in her cunt meat.
"Get ready," he cautioned her. "I'm hard. I'm real hard, Becky. I'm going to come into you deep and fast. Get ready!"
"I'm ready! I'm ready!" the girl screamed. "Do it now!"
Jason drove forward, his momentum fucking his prick as far as humanly possible into Becky's sweet cunt hole. Her pussy was slippery with cunt juice and it felt like a wet velvet glove around Jason's cock. Oh, so sweet. He held himself still for several seconds just drinking in the sensations of being prick-deep in her cunt.
Becky heightened his pleasure and her own by contracting her cunt muscles, literally sucking on his prick with her pussy.
"Oh, Becky," he moaned, "you could make me come just doing that. I wouldn't even have to move."
Becky moaned. "You'd better move, Jason. I need to feel that prick fucking around in my cunt. I want to feel you drive it in and out as fast as you can. I want to come and come and never stop."
Slowly, maddeningly, Jason began the movement Becky craved. But he was deliberately making her wait for it, wanting her to be as ready for her orgasm as he would be for his. Again and again he stroked her cunt but he held back on his fuck-speed, using slow, calculated movements.
"Oh, faster, faster," Becky pleaded. "You're driving me mad and you know it."
"Yes, Jason," Rachel said. "The poor girl really needs you to fuck her out fast. Why are you torturing her this way?"
The torture wasn't just for Becky. Rachel's cunt was throbbing again. The dildo had been better than she'd thought possible, but it wasn't like fucking the real thing. Seeing Becky getting her cunt reamed out by the athletic Jason was becoming unbearable for Rachel. She began to finger her own cunt in time with the motions he was making into Becky's cunt.
It was in so doing, that Rachel truly realized what torture the girl must be going through. Jason was fucking much too slowly. But then, she thought smugly, he wouldn't be able to keep up the slow pace for long. His own lust would get the better of him soon, Rachel knew. Then he would have to fuck her faster, as the need in his prick for release drove him on.
"You win, bitch," Jason finally laughed. "I can't hold back. Here it comes!" He pumped faster, fucking faster, ever faster.
Rachel kept her finger in time with his increasing speed. With her other hand she rubbed her clit. She wanted to time this just right. She wanted to cream at the same time Jason's prick spewed into Becky's cunt.
"Come, Jason," Becky shrieked. "Give me your cum. I want to feel you shoot into me!"
"I'm coming!" he yelled. "Here it is! Here it is! Take it all, baby!"
Becky's orgasm rocketed through her at the same instant Jason's cock shot off. Her cunt was immediately drenched in the mingled whirlpool of their fuck-juices. Jason shot spurt after spurt while Becky added her own gush of cunt cream.
Rachel hadn't miscalculated. At the precise second Jason shot off and Becky came, a monumental orgasm erupted in her own pussy. She kept ramming her finger into her pussy, forcing more and more of the juicy liquid to run onto the floor of the cloakroom. When at last the feeling subsided, she sucked on her fingers until she had lapped up every last droplet of her cum.
"Oh, that was fantastic!" Rachel said. "I don't know what you two were talking about. You didn't need lessons in how to fuck. You could give lessons!"
Jason laughed. "That's quite a compliment coming from you, teach. You've got one helluva creaming cunt there. Jack was right. You are one foxy English teacher. I wouldn't mind staying after school with you any time. You ought to be the one to run the sex ed. classes around here. We could use somebody with your kind of imagination."
Becky agreed whole-heartedly.
Rachel only smiled. It was certainly something to think about. Her only problem, as Stewart had said, would be Mr. Beechum, the headmaster. His idea of sex education was probably something out of the Middle Ages. Well, Rachel decided she could be just the person this old high school needed to bring them into the twentieth century!
CHAPTER FIVE
Henry Beechum checked his watch for the fifth time in five minutes. That little English teacher he'd hired was already fifteen minutes late for her appointment. He detested tardiness. And he was all the more upset because it was Rachel McGinty herself who had made the appointment, not that he hadn't been about to call her into the office himself.
He'd been hearing all sorts of wild rumors about Rachel. Some of the rumors, though, were so preposterous that he could scarcely give credence to them. Sex with students in the cloakroom! Imagine. The types of slurs some people wouldn't come up with just to ruin a young lady's career and reputation.
"I'm sorry, I'm late," Rachel said, rushing in and giving Beechum her most captivating smile. She walked directly into his office, closing the door behind her.
Beechum's brows furrowed as he took in her attire. Her skirt seemed much too short for proper school decorum, and the cleavage of her blouse was positively scandalous. She hadn't looked like that for the interview. In fact, he remembered it precisely. She'd had her hair in a bun at the nape of her neck, dark-rimmed glasses and a shapeless dress with black, flat, sensible shoes. Perhaps the rumors weren't so ridiculous after all.
Beechum felt something looking at her that he hadn't felt in years. He felt a definite twinge in his cock, as though he were about to have an erection, though he hadn't had one since before the war. Beechum just wasn't the oversexed type. He considered sexual activity a kind of primitive behavior indulged in by those individuals of lower intelligence and self-esteem.
But he couldn't deny that his prick was getting harder by the second as he watched Rachel cross her legs, revealing the creamy white of her thighs. For just an instant Beechum could have sworn he'd seen higher up too, and that she hadn't been wearing any panties!
He cleared his throat noisily, poking at his crotch from behind his desk. This just wouldn't do at all.
"Miss McGinty," he began, "I know you requested this meeting, but I too have something I must ask you."
Rachel stood up. "No, Mr. Beechum, there's something I must do first."
Never taking her eyes off of him, she first slipped out of her shoes, then unbuttoned her blouse. Before his flabbergasted eyes she shrugged out of the blouse, then unzipped her skirt. She wriggled out of the skirt and Beechum saw he'd been right-she wasn't wearing panties. Then she unclasped her bra, allowing her firm ripe tits to spill forth unrestrained. Completely naked now, she reseated herself in the chair as though nothing had happened.
"You were saying, Mr. Beechum?"
Beechum's prick jerked and throbbed inside his pants. "Miss McGinty, what is the meaning of this outrage?" he sputtered.
"Call me Rachel," she said, fondling her tits, tweaking her nipples into taut, hard buds. She smiled with satisfaction when Beechum licked his lips.
Fight fire with fire, that was her thinking. Beechum had the reputation of being an old fart where anything new or modern was concerned. And it was well known that he considered sex an act performed only by deviates or something. Well, she was going to see about that. Besides, she was doing herself and the student body a favor.
Rachel also knew Stewart would no doubt be very grateful if she could get Beechum to change his ways. Stewart wanted the old man's job and if Rachel could get Beechum thinking with his crotch the same way Stewart did, the job would be in the bag for him.
This afternoon she had decided on the direct approach. She'd just come from a marvelous fuck-session with Stewart, who was again worried that she would be fired if Beechum ever found out about her sexual appetites. Deciding it was time to take the bull by the horns she'd called and made an appointment with Beechum on the spot. Of course, she'd had to give Stewart a blow-job then and that had made her a little late, but that was all the better.
Now Beechum was angry, off guard, and now she let her fingers trail to her cunt, spreading the lips just wide enough so that Beechum would have no doubt that she was teasing her clit. The man probably wasn't even aware he was doing it, but he had leaned toward her from across his desk. To get a better view of her tits, she thought, her confidence increasing with each passing second.
"Miss McGinty!"
"Rachel," she reminded him as she slipped the finger into her cunthole.
Slurp! Squish! Slurp! She drove the finger in and out, in and out of her pussy. Beechum's eyes were starting to bulge, Rachel noticed gleefully.
"Do you like what you see, Mr. Beechum?" Rachel asked sweetly.
"You're a disgraceful young lady!" the man croaked, his prick threatening to burst from his pants. "You ought to be spanked."
"Now, now, Mr. Beechum, let's be honest with each other, shall we? Your prick probably resembles a utility pole about now. So why don't you just give it some freedom?"
Beechum lurched from behind his desk to come around and stand in front of her. His eyes never left the finger working its way in and out of her cunthole.
"I never would have allowed you into my school if I'd known-"
"Bullshit, Mr. Beechum," Rachel said, plucking the finger from her cunt gash and inserting it into her mouth. She licked her cunt juices from the digit. "I think you're as horny as the next man, but somewhere along the line you got warped and decided sex was for degenerates. Probably because you like it so much, don't you, Mr. Beechum?"
The prick confined in his trousers jerked a response.
"Look at that poor cock," she said. "It wants out of there so badly."
"It's sinful to have carnal thoughts," he intoned, grabbing his crotch.
"So that's your problem," Rachel nodded. "I knew it had to be along those lines. You want sex, but you want the responsibility of having it alleviated from the guilt complexes it gives you. That's easy enough."
She traced a circle around her nipples. "Would you like to suck my tit, Mr. Beechum?"
"I could never do such a sinful thing!"
"I want you to suck my tit, Mr. Beechum."
"Well, if you forced me I suppose I wouldn't have any choice. But it is still a carnal act ... "
"Of course it is. And a very pleasurable one, at that. Come over here, Mr. Beechum."
Her voice assumed a tone of command she hoped the man would find irresistible. He wanted her so bad he was hurting, but his warped moral code prevented him from admitting it. She would just take all of the responsibility for his behavior onto her own shoulders.
"If I were to engage in any kind of carnal act, I would have to be severely punished ..."
And relieve yourself of the guilt that went with that act, Rachel thought. What a racket. Okay, she was ready, willing and able to oblige.
"Beechum, take your damned clothes off. Now! I want to see what's making the bulge in those pants of yours. And I want to see it now!"
Making a great show of hesitation Beechum began to shed his clothing. When only his BVD's remained, he stopped.
"What do you think you're doing?" Rachel demanded. "I want those things off ... now."
"Oh, please," Beechum choked, "I dare not be naked in front of you. It would be indecent."
"Exactly. Now take off your underwear. I want to see your prick."
Shaking with emotion, the headmaster pulled down his briefs. He held his hands over his swollen prick, though, his face reflecting the mortification he felt. And at the same time, he was wildly horny, hornier than he ever remembered being in his life. This bitch was heaven-sent! She knew just what to do and she was making him crazy with wanting her.
Rachel picked up the yard-long pointer that lay beside a wall map in the office. She walked over to Beechum, who trembled in expectation.
"I want to see that prick!" she said. "And I want to see it now!" She brought the pointer down hard against his hands.
Immediately he dropped his protective hands to his sides, his prick exposed and jerking hard and ready in front of him.
"Stand at attention," Rachel snapped. "Shoulders back, prick forward."
She walked a full circle around him, smiling with pleasure at his obvious excitement. Beechum might be a bit older than anyone she'd ever fucked before, but his prick was still firm and healthy. It was going to be a wonderful fuck-session.
"Now, Beechum," she said, "just what kind of a school are you running here anyway? The students know very little about sex. They keep coming to me for answers." And coming and coming, she grinned to herself. "I think the responsibility for that failure in their education is yours, Beechum. And you're going to do a little paying back right now."
"Please, let me cover my prick. You shouldn't see it like this."
"Silence! You speak only when I give you permission to speak. Do you understand?"
"I understand," he said softly, his prick jerking in obvious pleasure.
He was enjoying this little game immensely. Rachel found herself wondering how long it had been since anyone had indulged in his little fantasy. The poor old headmaster had probably done without a good fuck for years.
She ran the pointer along the length of his throbbing prick. The hard wood matched the hardness of the cock. The circles she made with it were gentle, soft, like a caress.
Beechum couldn't stifle a moan of pleasure. In response Rachel brought the pointer down against the man's ass.
"I don't think I should be hearing sounds of animal satisfaction from you, Beechum," she said sternly. "Aren't you the man who claimed such activities were sinful, degrading?"
"I'm sorry," he whimpered, thoroughly enjoying the sharp stinging of his ass.
"I didn't tell you you could speak!" she snapped, whacking him with the pointer once again. "Now I want you to lie down on the floor. Quickly!"
He did as she said, lying on his stomach on the floor. Rachel rolled her eyes heavenward, then delivered three resounding smacks to his ass.
"Don't try to get smart, Beechum. Turnover at once. I want to see that prick of yours at all times, do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand."
"Very good. Now turn over!"
He complied at once, displaying his rock-hard prick to her lusty gaze.
"That's what I like to see," she said. "A prick that's ready to do some serious fucking."
"Fucking?" he cried, unable to prevent the terror-filled word from leaving his throat. "Oh, no, please, I could never fuck you. Oh, that would be an abomination."
She noted that his hand went automatically to his prick as he spoke, stroking the hard cock rod. Just the thought of fucking her was driving him wild, yet he dared not admit it.
"I don't recall giving you permission to speak," she said, glaring at him. "I want those asscheeks pointed at me right now. Now!"
Groveling in abject humiliation, Beechum turned over again and raised his ass so that they presented a lewdly delightful target for his own pointer. Rachel brought down several sharp blows, smiling when Beechum wiggled his ass to position it for the pointer's best effect.
"I'm sorry," he sobbed. "Please, I'm very sorry, Miss McGinty. Maybe you should spank me some more so I don't forget."
Rachel happily complied. Her own cunt was in a frenzy. She was dripping with her passion. She had a rock-hard prick at her disposal too but she realized she would have to work Beechum up to using it on her very gradually. She couldn't press him too far too fast.
"All right," she said, "let's see what we can do about finding out how well this prick of yours works, shall we?"
"I don't understand."
"I want you to play with yourself, Beechum. I want you to masturbate for me until you're about a fraction of a second away from spewing your load and then I want you to stop. And whatever you do, Beechum, don't cream. You understand me? I don't want to see so much as a drop of jism on that prick-head."
"I can't let you see me touch myself like that!" he wailed at her. "Please!"
"On your feet. Now! And get that cock in your hand. I want it ready to shoot. But remember, don't you dare let it go off."
"I can't. I can't."
She laid the pointer across his ass several more times. He rose and began to stroke his prick.
"Please, don't ever tell anyone you saw me doing this," he begged. "I would never be able to live it down. It's such a disgraceful thing for me to be doing. And in front of such a beautiful woman. Your tits are so lovely, you know. And your cunt-"
"Just stroke your prick," she said, cutting him off.
He'd passed the point where it was important if he spoke or not. He was really getting caught up in his own little sex game now. His hand worked up and down his thickened prick, stroking, stroking.
It wasn't long before he was ready to come. It was written all over his face and Rachel could see what it was costing him in control not to spurt his juice all over the room.
"Faster!" she ordered. "Harder! And don't you dare come."
She was going to push him to the breaking point. Oh, how she was going to enjoy having that prick in her cunt when this was all over.
Beechum did as he was told. His hips began to gyrate in time with his pumping motions. Oh, how he wanted to come! It had been so long, too damned long. But he held back. He would hold onto it as long as he could. It would be that much better when he came.
"I want you to watch me while you stroke your prick," Rachel said. She could tell he was nearly mad with lust. She knew what she had in mind would drive him over the edge.
His eyes were on her as she settled into the chair. She spread her legs wide so that he couldn't miss the entire exposed length of her cunt gash. Her fingers began to work their magic. With one hand she traced feather light circles around her nipples while she inserted first one finger, from her other hand, then two into her sopping wet cunt hole.
Tenderly, she rubbed her clit, moaning with genuine delight at the sweet sensations. Beechum was hypnotized by what she was doing to herself. His eyes were riveted on her hands, even as he continued to pump his prick. She knew he saw the juices that were flowing from her highly aroused pussy.
"I can't bear it!" he shrieked. "Please, I must come. Let me come!"
"Don't you dare," she warned.
"Look at your cunt juices," he sobbed. "They look so delicious, so delectable." He licked his lips as he spoke. "I have to come. I have to!"
"Not until I say you can," Rachel said, feeling her own sense of reality slipping away.
She was in desperate need of the prick the man was holding in his hands, but she had to wait a little while longer, just a little while longer. Her fingers jabbed into her cunt hole, evoking more and more juice. She was definitely losing her ability to concentrate on Beechum.
She stepped over to him, deciding to finish things quickly. She bent down and brushed her tits against his hands while he continued to stroke his raging cock.
"Oh, dear heaven!" Beechum screamed. "How can you expect me to hold back when you torture me so?"
"Not until I say you can come. Remember that!"
She touched the tip of his prick with her fingers. His own hands dropped to his sides and his knees felt as though they would collapse beneath him. He had to come! He had to shoot off! She was driving him insane!
Her fingers trailed caressingly along the length of his hardened cock. "Don't you come," she chanted over and over as she fondled his balls. She rubbed her hard nipples against the length of his arm.
"Oh, please!" he sobbed.
"Hold back. You hold back!"
"I can't. I can't."
She picked up his hand and placed it against her sodden cunt gash, forcing him to rub her throbbing clit.
"Aaugh!" he cried. "No! No!"
His prick shot off like a newly struck oil well. Again and again his cream gushed forward, shooting three and four feet across the room to splatter on the floor.
Rachel faced him, trembling with mock rage. He was hers now, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
"How dare you come without permission?" she demanded. "You have displayed your complete disregard for your own supposed code of moral conduct. You have proved yourself no better than any other animal in rut. You are a sexual animal, just as we all are. Aren't you, Beechum? Admit it now! Admit it!"
"I ... I came," he whispered in awe. "I actually came. And I enjoyed it. How could I do such a thing?"
"Because you're human, Beechum," Rachel said gently. "And now you're going to pay the price for having that orgasm when I didn't give you permission to do so."
"Yes, that was wrong of me," he admitted. "I'll accept whatever you say as punishment."
"Bend over," she ordered.
She knew he liked his ass whipped, so that much she would give him. She slapped his ass hard several times, watching with pleasure when his prick grew hard and straight once again.
She walked around in front of him, planting her legs about two feet apart.
"On your knees," she said. Looking at her with eager anticipation, he did so. "Now, lick me!"
"Oh, I could never put my mouth on a woman's, ah, cunt. It's ... it's just not done!"
"It most certainly is done. And it will be done. Right now. By you." She spread her cunt lips apart with her fingers. "Lick it. Now. You've already proven yourself a liar by creaming all over your carpet. Now you can prove yourself a great cunt-licker by getting your tongue in that pussy. Come on, Beechum, don't regress now. This is your big chance! All the way to freedom. You'll be able to fuck your head off from now on. No guilt. No worries. But you've got to have the full treatment. Get your tongue in my cunt and start sucking!"
His prick was jerking like a bucking bronco. He was more than ready to get started. Tentatively at first, then more boldly when he found the taste and scent to his liking, he began to lick and stroke the slippery length of her cunt. He put his arms around her waist to hold her close, not wanting to lose the contact with her steaming pussy.
His tongue swirled around her rising clit and gently he nibbled at the nubbin of flesh. Somewhere in his life, Rachel realized, Beechum had obviously sucked cunt before.
Her hips began to pump. She ground them forward, her hands grasping his head and holding him prisoner against her cunt, just as he held her.
A knock on the door startled her for only a moment. "Keep sucking," she ordered Beechum. To the closed door, she called, "Who is it?"
"Becky."
"Come on in, Becky," Rachel said, grinning.
"Oh, no!" Beechum cried, trying to jerk away from her.
She raised the pointer. "I told you to keep sucking. I want her to see the headmaster on his knees with his face buried in my cunt. I want her to see it so she knows that you're a man after all."
Becky gasped in astonishment at the scene before her. In an instant she was wildly horny. "I don't believe you've got old man Beechum eating out your cunt!" the girl cried. "That's fantastic!"
"This is terrible. This is terrible," the headmaster said as he slurped and lapped his way along Rachel's creaming cunt.
"Keep sucking," Rachel said as she waved the girl further into the room. "Close the door, Becky. I don't think Beechum is ready for an assembly hall performance just yet."
With a great deal of reluctance she ordered Beechum to again stand at attention in the center of the room. Her cunt seethed at the interruption of his quite excellent cunt-sucking, but Rachel didn't want Becky to get frustrated or feel left out of the proceedings.
"May I touch his cock?" Becky asked, still somewhat in awe of finding Beechum in such a state of lewdness.
"Please do," Rachel said.
"Man, I would never have believed Beechum could have a cock this good," Becky said as she fondled the long length of the headmaster's prick. "It's terrific. I'll bet he can give one helluva cunt reaming with this thing."
"Well, we hadn't gotten to that point yet. But we were getting there."
"Oh, may I stay and watch?" Becky asked, her voice quivering with excitement. "I would love to see him stick that prick in you."
"I think Beechum would love it. Wouldn't you, Beechum?" Rachel prodded.
His eyes reflected the shame he felt and the lusty desire. He couldn't wait to begin.
CHAPTER SIX
"All right," Rachel said, "get that prick primed and ready. You are going to fuck the hell out of me, Beechum. And Becky is going to watch every sordid moment. Aren't you, dear?"
"I sure am," the girl giggled. "Oh, please, can I get in some licking and sucking and fucking, too? Just watching Mr. Beechum slurp up your cunt juice sent me into orbit. My cunt is creaming so much it's making a river in my panties right now."
"Did you hear that, Beechum?" Rachel laughed. "It looks like you've got two horny ladies to take care of instead of just one."
Beechum swallowed hard. He hadn't been this hot since the night behind his uncle's barn when he'd played doctor with Amy Frickett. Of course, his dad had caught them in the act, and convinced him sex was the work of the devil. Seeing Becky's ripe young body as she slipped out of her clothes and watching Rachel prance about his office naked convinced him at last that his father had had a load of shit for brains.
"I'd be more than happy to oblige both of you young ladies," Beechum said.
Rachel noticed the headmaster's change of tone. So the horny old bastard was at last going to admit he was as much a sex-lover as she or anybody else. This was going to be even more fun than she thought. Becky was pure bonus. The girl was fondling her own tits and tweaking her nipples already, obviously so horny she couldn't stand still.
"All right, Beechum, I want your cock in my cunt and your face in Becky's pussy. Do you think you can manage that?"
"You can lead this man to pussy, but you don't have to force him to drink! Let me at 'em! Both of you!"
Rachel giggled and stretched out on the floor, spreading her legs wide. Her cunt was an inferno. She needed a prick so bad she didn't even want to bother with preliminaries. But she had Becky to consider. She wanted this to be good for her, too.
"Come on, Becky, lay down beside me, honey."
The girl didn't have to be told twice. "I can't believe Mr. Beechum is going to give my cunt a reaming out with his tongue!"
Rachel reached over and gave the girl's tits an affectionate squeeze. "I'm going to enjoy this very much," she said. "I've thought about how lovely your body is ever since you and Jason visited my cloakroom."
"You've been having sex with students?" Beechum exclaimed. "That just can't be tolerated!"
"I'll share them," Rachel said.
"That's better," the man grinned, his cock jumping at the prospect of getting more hot young pussy like sweet Becky here.
"All right, Beechum, enough stalling. We need prick and we need it now!"
"Just keep those legs spread, Rachel," Beechum told her. "I'm coming. I'm coming."
"Not yet I hope!" Rachel laughed.
Becky giggled. "Oh, you are too much, Miss McGinty."
"Call me Rachel," she scolded gently. "Remember the other day in the cloakroom? Whenever we fuck we're on a first name basis. Okay?"
"Yes, ma'am," Becky said, her young cunt creaming at the thought of getting it on with both the voluptuous Rachel and old man Beechum at the same time.
Becky looked at her naked headmaster. People always called him "old man" behind his back. But mostly it was because of his attitudes and his manner of acting so old-fashioned. Seeing him naked like this with his prick rock-hard and ready for action gave her a new perspective. Beechum now looked young and more than equal to any of the teen studs she'd fucked around with at school. She would definitely have something to brag to Jason about.
Beechum knelt on the floor between Rachel's welcoming legs. He stuck his finger into her cunt hole and was delighted to find it wet and warm. His first piece of ass in many long years was going to be a good one.
"Get that prick in here," Rachel scolded. "My cunt can't wait much longer."
"The tables are turned now," he said. "Before it was me begging you to let me come. Now maybe you will have to do a little pleading of your own, my sweet little Rachel. What do you think about that?"
"I'll say anything," she moaned. "Do anything. Just fuck that prick up my cunthole. Now! Please! It's so empty!"
"Well, then let's see you earn it, shall we? Suck my cock for a little while first. Suck it with those sexy lips of yours. I want to feel your tongue go up and down my prickshaft. I want to see my prick slide in and out of your mouth. In fact, I want to watch you swallow my cum and beg for more."
Rachel was so horny she could barely stand it. If he wanted her to stand on her head and suck his prick she was willing to do it. Quickly, she scrambled to her knees and knelt in front of him. His prick was standing out straight and hard, parallel with the floor. She would have no trouble feasting on this magnificent cock. It was one helluva fine specimen.
"What am I going to do while you're sucking his prick?" Becky pouted.
"That's right," Beechum said. "That wouldn't be fair at all now would it?"
"I have an idea," Rachel said. "You lay down on the floor, Beechum, and I'll suck your prick that way. Then Becky can sit on your face and you can lick her clit and drink her pussy juice."
"Excellent," Beechum pronounced. "No wonder I hired you, Rachel. You are a very imaginative young woman. No doubt I felt that somehow during the interview."
"Either that or you felt a hard-on coming on," Rachel giggled.
"Just keep to your sucking, woman," he growled, stretching out on the floor. "Becky, bring that sweet little cunt over here, young lady. I want to find out if it tastes as good as it looks."
Rachel went to work at once on his prick, straddling her legs over his thighs to get her best position. This way she could prime his cock for all it was worth and still be able to see most of the show when Beechum started tongue-fucking Becky's cunt.
Her tongue swirled up and down the length of the prick, licking and slurping, wetting its entire surface with her saliva. She tasted a few drops of pre-cum at the tip of the cock and was pleased to learn that he was already very close to exploding. Holding back for as long as he had before had almost driven him nuts.
And thinking of nuts, she decided it was time to pay special attention to his balls too. She gently lifted them into her hands, kneading them lovingly, every once in a while taking one fully into her mouth. She licked and sucked and laved, her own cunt responding to the sight of the rigid prick with its customary flood of juice. She felt some of it trickle onto Beechum's thighs and she wriggled her cunt over the juice, spreading it out like jam on toast.
The sensation of his rougher skin against her soft pussy made her lick and lap his cock and balls with frenzied abandon. She began to rub her clit against his leg in time with her mouthing of the cock. Up and down, round and round she would rub and suck, rub and suck. For a wild moment she wondered if she could come on the man's leg. The idea of it made her suck harder, faster.
Meanwhile, Beechum lost no time in getting his first meal of cunt juice in many, many years. Becky proved herself an eager participant in their little orgy. She settled herself over her headmaster's face and began to bump and grind her hips at once. His tongue's first contact with her clit made her shriek with pleasure.
"Aaaugh," she cried. "I can't take that much longer. I'm going to come already."
"Not yet," Beechum said. "I've got so much more tonguing I want to do to your cunt. Not yet."
He swirled his tongue along the length of her cunt gash, probing in and out of the sodden pussy. He stabbed her cunt over and over as though his tongue were a tiny prick. His own prick, being so perfectly attended to by Rachel, was ready to explode at any second. He had to consciously will himself not to come. He wanted to feel Becky's juices flood out of her at the same time he rocketed into Rachel's mouth.
He didn't miss the increasing wetness against his leg either. Rachel was getting close to coming herself and he couldn't believe she was going to cream on his leg. But her rapid fucking tempo only confirmed his suspicions.
"Let's all come at once," Becky shouted, as in tune with her partners as they were with each other. "I want to flood my juice on your face, Mr. Beechum. And I want to see Rachel drink down your cum when your prick shoots off in her mouth. And I want to see Rachel's face when she comes all over your leg!"
Rachel pumped faster, ever faster on the stiff cock. Beechum was close, very close and she wanted that jism and she wanted it now! Her cunt was quivering with its need for orgasm. The big moment was only seconds away. She hoped Beechum would be ready.
"We're almost there!" the man cried, as if reading her thoughts. His tongue drove into Becky's cunt faster, deeper. "Cream all over me, Becky honey!" he yelled into her quaking cunt hole. "I want to drown in your juices, baby. Cream! Cream! I'm so thirsty for cum juice. So thirsty! Please, baby! Cream!"
He nibbled her clit with his teeth and that was all it took. Becky screamed and flooded the headmaster's face with more juice than she'd ever creamed before in her life. Again and again her cunt convulsed with the mindless ecstasy of orgasm after orgasm.
The taste of the cunt cream was even more delectable than he remembered. Beechum drank and drank and drank some more. The sheer sweetness of it was the final straw for his self-control. His prick exploded with thunderous force into Rachel's eager, sucking mouth.
"Uunggh!" he screamed, his cries muffled by the continuing flood of cunt juice still streaming from Becky's hot young pussy.
His prick spurted and spurted into Rachel's mouth, feeling her tongue lap and lick and slurp up every precious drop. He held Becky above him for a few seconds, peering between her legs to see the sexy English teacher gobbling up his cum as though she had been on the verge of starvation. Then he went back to the banquet Becky had set before him.
The feel of Beechum's prick bursting its jism into her mouth had been all Rachel needed. At the same time she was licking and lapping up every bit of his cum, her own cunt was creaming his leg like a bursting dam. She rubbed and rocked her pussy against the hairy leg, grasping for every tiny bit of contact with her clit.
She came and came and came again. Her mind was senseless with the rapture of it all. But still her mouth acted automatically. She loved male cum so much that even in her drugged state, she never missed a drop. At last, exhausted, she collapsed forward onto Beechum's stomach, reveling in the feel of his surprisingly hairy chest on her naked tits.
"Oh, that was so great," Becky sighed. "Let's all change positions and do it again."
Rachel raised her head tiredly. Surely, the girl was joking. She barely had strength left to move. Then again as the girl began to shift her position so that she turned on Beechum's face and was now facing Rachel, the English teacher began to have second thoughts. Becky's tits were so lovely and Rachel followed her impulse, raising herself up and capturing one of the mounds in her hands.
"May I suck your tit?" she asked the girl.
"Oh, I'd love it," Becky said. "Please do. In fact, when you get through with my left tit, I'd love it if you would do the same for my right tit. It gets lonely if it's left out."
Rachel laughed. "It won't be left out, believe me."
"Pardon me, ladies," Beechum said, coughing in an exaggerated fashion as though they had forgotten his presence in the room. "If Becky would kindly remove her cunt from my face, I will be happy to change the target of my tongue too. In fact, I very much want to try my prick in that cunt of yours, Rachel."
"I thought you'd never ask," Rachel breathed. She lay down on her back, never letting go of Becky's ripe tits. "You keep your tits for my mouth to suck on, Becky. I want Beechum's prick in my cunt while I suck them."
"My cunt is going to feel pretty left out too," the girl said, pouting again. "Wait! I forgot. I never go anywhere without my dildo." She hurried over to her jacket and retrieved the life-like rubber prick. "I can fuck myself while you suck my tits! And I can get off, too, by watching Mr. Beechum's big prick fuck in and out of your pussy."
"That's a good girl," Beechum said. "You've got one smart student here, Rachel."
"She gets nearly straight-A's," Rachel said.
"I know one class I could ace in a minute," Becky laughed. "Sex ed."
"But we don't have sex ed. classes at Beechum Academy," Rachel said sadly.
"We will after today," Beechum announced. "And I want you to be the instructor, Rachel."
"Me?" she gasped. "Oh, Beechum, that would be wonderful. As a matter of fact, we'll consider this my first official class session, shall we? Now give me that prick in my cunt, right now!"
"Yes, teacher," Beechum said, his prick already hard again at the sight of the warm, welcoming cunt hole, still sopping wet with the cunt juice that continued to flow freely from its depths.
He leaned forward, teasing the entrance to her cunt with the tip of his prick. He worked it up and down the pussy gash in the same way he would have done with his tongue. He held the cock against her clit for several seconds, exerting just the slightest pressure.
Her hips wiggled against the cockhead, sending rippling waves of erotic pleasure coursing through her whole body. She felt as though the top of her head would blow off of her body.
"Don't make me wait any longer," she half-sobbed. "I want your prick in my cunt, and I want it now. Shove it in! Shove it all the way in!"
"I love you shy types," Beechum laughed sarcastically. "If it's cock you want, cock you're going to get. Every fucking inch of it!"
The headmaster thrust forward, hard and deep, his prick burying itself in Rachel's cunt. The silky wet walls of her pussy sent shock waves of pure pleasure rippling through his whole body. This was going to be perfect, absolutely perfect!
"Look at the size of that prick!" Becky gasped, staring at Beechum's cock, now working its way in and out of Rachel's slopping wet cunt hole. "I think it grew two inches just being put into your cunt, Rachel."
"You may be right," the English teacher moaned. "It feels magnificent!"
Rachel reached for the girl's ripe young tits, not wanting to be without their lush, sweet taste for another second. Beechum's pumping motions in her cunt were sending her into orbit. She had to be sure she was sucking Becky's tits at the same time. She wanted every square inch of her body to be a part of her next orgasm. Her eyes never left Becky's hardworking right hand as the girl eagerly shoved her rubber dildo in and out of her squishy wet cunt.
"Fuck yourself, honey!" Rachel cried, taking her mouth from a perfect tit only long enough to shout her encouragement. "Can you come like that, Becky? Do you need any help?"
"I've come like this lots of times, teach," Becky said, her hand working furiously to match Beechum's tempo.
Becky thrust her rubber prick into her cunt in time with each of Beechum's thrusts of his real prick into Rachel's creaming cunt.
"Watching his prick ream you is helping a lot, though. I'm going to come lots sooner. Oh, I can already feel it starting."
"Good girl," Beechum yelled. "I want to see you cream all over that rubber prick. I want you to do it the same time I spurt my real juice into this tight little cunt hole right here."
"Tell me when," Becky pleaded, arching her head back. "I'm starting to lose control. Please hurry. Please, I can't hold back any longer. I've got to come. Please, Mr. Beechum, shoot off! Shoot off now!"
In and out, up and down, faster, faster the rubber prick fucked its way into Becky's cunt hole. The girl spread her legs so wide that it was easy for Rachel to watch the girl's clit grow larger with each downward thrust of the dildo. Becky was going to come any second now and Rachel arched her hips upward, gathering her own lust inward, ready to launch herself into a series of mind-blowing orgasms as soon as Beechum set off his prick.
"I'm ready!" the man screamed. "I'm coming. I'm coming."
His prick dove in and out of the sopping cunt hole, halting on its final downward thrust to jet a hot, steaming load of pure jism into the quivering cunt hole. He held himself there for long seconds, unable to stop the spurting.
It had been so long, so very long since he had unloaded into a cunt that his body was making up for lost time. Again and again he shot into her pussy, until his cum backed up and dribbled out of the overfilled pussy hole to land on the carpet beneath her ripe, lovely ass.
Rachel matched Beechum's output of cum with a torrent of her own. At the same instant he shot into her, her cunt reacted like a tidal wave. Her pussy muscles contracted as gusher after gusher of creamy wet cum flowed out of her pussy hole. When she felt it start to seep out of her cunt and onto the carpet below, she went wild. Such juices could not be wasted.
She guided her hand beneath her ass and began to scoop up the dribbling cunt and cock juices with her fingers. Then she brought the fingers to her lips. She lapped them clean again and again, refusing to let a single drop escape.
Watching Beechum and Rachel enjoy their mutual orgasms was all Becky could take. Her pounding rubber prick scored its victory and she came and came and came again. The dildo was soaked with her cunt juices and she, too, lost some of her cream onto the carpet.
Rachel lost no time in lapping it up. Her tongue stroked the rough fibers, licking and laving until she had cleaned up all of Becky's spilled cum. And then she took the dildo from the girl's hands and sucked that clean too. She sucked it as she would have sucked a real prick, moving it in and out, up and down, slurping up every last bit of Becky's cunt cream.
"You should be our sex ed. teacher for sure," Becky groaned, feeling her cunt muscles going crazy just watching Rachel lap up cunt and cock juices.
Rachel had to be the sexiest, horniest lady Becky had ever seen. And Beechum's Academy could definitely use the advice of an expert in the sex department.
"I never knew how desperately our school needed guidance in this area before," Beechum said. "Rachel will start teaching sex ed. classes tomorrow morning. I want you, Becky, to spend the rest of the day calling students and getting them to sign up. We have other English teachers and right now we have to get our priorities straight. Students need to be taught proper sex instruction and Rachel, you're perfect for the job. What do you say?"
Rachel was speechless for a moment. She thought before Beechum might just have been kidding, now she could see that he was not. Students did have a right to know the facts and have them presented in an interesting manner. Sure, she was willing. She wanted her students to get the best all-around education possible.
"All right, Mr. Beechum," she said. "I thank you very much. This is quite an honor. I can't wait to begin teaching my first sex ed. class. Too many students learn sex from the walls in the bathroom and dirty jokes. Now I'll have a chance to teach them correctly. It's a real responsibility and I'm pleased you think I'm the right person for the job."
"Right person!" Beechum said, slapping his knee. "Rachel, there's no righter person on this planet. I've seen it for myself today. I was a cold, sexless, even lifeless man until you cured me-right here in my office. You showed me how fantastic sex can be. You're the right person for these kids all right. I think I'll sit in on your first class."
Rachel giggled. "I can't wait to get started."
CHAPTER SEVEN
"All right, class," Rachel said, tapping her ruler on her desk, "let's come to attention now, please."
She smiled. This was her first sex ed. class and it was packed. Students had been lining up in the hallways since seven a.m. just to sign up for it. She hadn't really had time to prepare her first lesson yet, but she was more than willing to play it by ear-or by cock.
"Well, class," Rachel said, "I think the best method of teaching this class will be to break up in small groups. Then at the end of a half hour or so, each group will appoint a leader and that leader will present your questions directly to me. Is that understood?"
From the murmurs and giggles going on in the classroom Rachel decided she had hit on the perfect method of introducing her particular brand of sex education to Beechum's Academy.
"Who gets you in their group, teach?" a voice called from the back of the room.
"I've decided my fellow teacher here," she indicated Stewart with a nod of her head, "will be under my personal instruction as will Melanie Ross."
Melanie gasped. "Oh, I couldn't, Miss McGinty ... "
Melanie was undoubtedly the shiest person in the entire school and it was Rachel's intention to cure the poor girl of her considerable hang-ups about sex once and for all. It was best if she was handled by an expert, and that would certainly mean Stewart.
"You'll do just fine, Melanie," Rachel said. "I want you and Stewart to follow me into the cloakroom right now. The rest of you students break up and get your questions together, all right?"
"Yes, ma'am," they called back to her. "Though when we get finished, I doubt many of us will have any questions left!"
That was no doubt the truth, Rachel thought wryly, as she followed Stewart and Melanie into the cloakroom. But she wasn't going to think about the orgy going on in her classroom, she could think only of what lay ahead of her with Stewart. He had been thrilled with her conquest of old man Beechum, but he had yet to show her any physical expression of that gratitude. She intended to call him on that right now.
"I think you should take charge of the first lesson, Stewart," Rachel said, giving him a conspiratorial wink. Actually, she and Stewart both were going to be heavily involved in teaching Melanie the facts of life. But Rachel felt it was important that Stewart give the orders.
Stewart stared first at Rachel, then at Melanie. He couldn't wait to get started. How Rachel had managed to wangle him into her sex ed. class, he couldn't imagine, but was more than grateful that she had.
"All right, Melanie," Stewart said, "I want you to watch Rachel get undressed and then I want you to do the same. Okay? Now don't be frightened."
Melanie's large blue eyes blinked back tears. "I'm sorry," she said. "It's just that I'm a dumb little virgin. I don't want to make it bad for you."
Stewart stepped up to the luscious little blonde and stroked her curtain of silky hair. "You won't make it bad, sweetheart, I promise," he said. "Now just watch Rachel and everything will be all right."
Rachel gripped the girl's hand and led her to the middle of the small room. "It's important to undress in a sexy manner for your man," she said. "I want you to watch how I do it. And you'll be able to tell by Stewart's reaction whether or not I do a good job."
Stewart smiled to himself. He was already well able to testify to Rachel's excellent stripping methods. In fact, his prick was rising to the occasion just at the thought of what would be coming up next. Rachel started with the jacket of her three-piece blazer ensemble. She peeled out of the sleeves and let the jacket fall in a heap at her feet. Her firm young tits were straining to be free and Stewart's prick felt a similar urge to be free of his confining trousers. But he didn't want to unduly alarm Melanie. They would have to take this one step at a time.
Keeping her eyes fastened on Stewart, Rachel began to unbutton her blouse. "You see, Melanie, it's good to maintain eye contact with your lover. That way he can read your sexy thoughts while you're getting yourself all wet and naked for him."
"Wet?" Melanie questioned.
"Aren't you beginning to feel a tingling sensation in your cunt right about now?" Stewart asked the girl.
Melanie blushed furiously. "I ... I ... I'm not sure. I mean, it does feel kind of warm. Like when Miss McGinty started to take off her clothes, I got kinda all hot and squishy inside."
"Excellent," Rachel cooed, smiling as the girl beamed her pleasure at the compliment.
Rachel continued her strip-tease, tossing her skirt in the same pile with her jacket. Her blouse soon followed, as did her shoes and her stockings. She stood in front of Melanie and Stewart wearing only her bra and panties.
"Oh, I can't wait to see your tits!" Melanie blurted suddenly.
Rachel laughed, giving the girl a playful pat on her rounded ass. "I can see we may not have to teach you too much after all."
"I don't even believe I said that!" Melanie cried. "I've never even thought such a thing before. I mean nice girls-"
"Nice girls have sexy thoughts too, honey," Rachel assured her. "Now when I take off my bra, I want you to come on over here and feel my tits for me. That will make me feel real good. And it will make Stewart's cock jut out of his pants even more than it's doing now."
Melanie turned to stare at the large bulge in Stewart'? trousers. She had never seen an erect prick before and she licked her lips in anticipation.
"Just keep that tongue working," Stewart said. "I want to feel it licking on my cock before this lesson is over. I think that will really get you started on the whole new sexy world we're going to open up for you."
"Lick a cock?"
Melanie couldn't believe what was happening to her. She could barely believe that Rachel had actually asked her to touch her gorgeous young tits. The girl was very nervous, knowing that pleasure was just seconds away, as Rachel's hands reached behind her and unclasped her lacy bra.
"Do you want to see Melanie licking and sucking on my tits, Stewart?" Rachel moaned.
Rachel's cunt was getting hotter by the second. She wanted nothing more than to grab that rock-hard prick from out of his pants and have him fuck it into her cunt. But she had Melanie to consider. She knew she would just have to be patient.
"Yes," Stewart told her. "I want Melanie's beautiful mouth all over those fabulous tits of yours. Go ahead, Melanie, don't be nervous."
Rachel allowed her bra to slip from her shoulders. Her tits stood out proud and naked, the nipples already stiff with their need to be sucked and caressed. She couldn't wait for the virginal girl to begin her initiation into the rites of tit-sucking. This was surely going to drive Stewart out of his horny mind!
"I ... I've never done it," Melanie admitted. "Could you tell me how you want me to suck them? I want to do it right."
Rachel felt the cream in her cunt begin to flow. This was going to be one helluva fuck-session, all right. Melanie was going to pass her sex ed. course with flying colors.
"Here's how I like my tits sucked," Rachel explained. "Hold the nipple in your mouth very lightly at first."
She gasped as the girl did what she asked. Melanie reveled in the feel of her warm, moist tongue tentatively tracing the outline of her English teacher's taut bud.
"Ah, that's it," Rachel said. "Oh, you're going to do just fine, Melanie."
The girl mumbled, not able to force herself to bring her mouth away from Rachel's tit long enough to speak clearly.
Rachel giggled. "If you're asking me if I like it, I love it. Just keep sucking, that's it. Oooh, now a little harder, a little harder. Take the whole tit in your mouth, honey. The whole thing. That's it. Oooh, suck, suck! Oh, suck hard. Harder. Oh, baby, you're getting me so hot, so hot. Oh, I'm going to need that prick of Stewart's real soon. Oh, don't stop. Don't stop."
Rachel writhed happily. She sank to her knees, never allowing the girl's freely sucking mouth to break contact with her tit.
Stewart couldn't contain himself any longer. The sight of the beautiful blue-eyed blonde Melanie sucking on the voluptuous Rachel was more than his prick would take. He quickly shed his clothes and knelt beside the two writhing women.
"Quick, Melanie," he said. "I want you to be naked too. I want to see that pretty young body of yours. I want to be able to run my hands over your tits and your cunt and your ass. Please, hurry, honey, my cock is so hard it's threatening to explode."
"Yes, sir," Melanie said, worried that Stewart was in some sort of pain from the urgency of his voice.
She hated to release Rachel's succulent tits, especially when Rachel began to moan in frustration. But she wanted to please Stewart too. With trembling fingers Melanie unbuttoned her blouse, then unzipped her skirt.
"Here, let me help you," Rachel said.
She pushed the blouse away from the girl's shoulders, eager to see the student's ripe, virginal tits. She reached behind the slim blonde and unhooked her bra for her, letting Melanie's tits tumble free.
"You have gorgeous tits, honey." Rachel and Stewart both spoke at once.
Melanie blushed shyly. "Thank you. I was a little embarrassed. I thought you might think they were too small."
"They're perfect, honey," Stewart assured her, reaching over to fondle one of the twin peaks. "Just perfect."
Rachel wriggled, her full sensuous lips turning downward in a pout. "I want some attention here, too," she said.
"I thought you were the teacher," Stewart scolded.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Rachel said, turning to Melanie. "We really ought to be thinking of you first. Here, you lie down beside me and let me suck your tits. Stewart will take care of both of us. Believe me, he's just the stud that can do it too."
"Oh, my cunt is on fire!" Melanie gasped. "I can't believe how hot it feels down there."
Stewart's hand went to his prick. "And I've got just what you need to take care of that fire, my dear. This prick is primed and ready to turn both of us into raging infernos."
Timidly Melanie leaned toward Stewart. She grabbed the hard cock, not saying a word. She simply ran her fingers up and down the length of it, amazed at its size and hardness. She had always wondered what a prick looked like hard and ready for fucking. The reality was awesome and she couldn't wait to feel it inside her quaking pussy.
"It's incredible," she breathed at last. "Simply incredible!"
She moved his cock up and down and around in her small hand. She smiled as the cock jumped and jerked at her touch and she rubbed it harder.
"Would you like to suck it?" Stewart asked quietly, not wanting to push the girl too far, too fast. Yet his prick was eager to feel that mouth close around it.
"Oh, may I?" Melanie asked, obviously pleased at the idea. "I've heard some of my girlfriends talk about doing that sort of thing, but I was always too shy. If you'd let me ... Stewart, I'd really appreciate it."
She felt strange calling him by his given name, but since she was in such intimate circumstances surely he wouldn't mind.
"I want you to suck it, Melanie. I want you to suck it hard and fast. That will give me a chance to do a little finger-fucking on Rachel here, who I think is starting to feel a little left out."
Melanie bent over and closed her mouth over the stiff prickshaft. The soft, moist wall of her mouth wrapped tightly around the cockhead. Her tongue flicked round and round the hard prick.
"Oh, Melanie," Stewart sighed, "you are fantastic! I could never believe this is your first cock-sucking. You were born to suck cock, baby."
She raised her big blue eyes, her look speaking her gratitude. Her sucking grew more and more ardent. This was her first prick and she couldn't be sure when she'd have her next one. She intended to make the most out of this encounter.
Stewart didn't want to move. He didn't want to lessen the sweet sensations on his cock shaft. His eyes shifted to Rachel, who was watching the proceedings while licking her lips over and over again.
"You want some too, don't you, baby?" he soothed, with great understanding.
"I want some of that prick bad," Rachel admitted. "But I have to think of what's best for Melanie. It is her first prick, after all."
"Oh, and it feels so fucking good," Stewart groaned, arching his hips toward the sucking mouth as the sensations grew even more erotically powerful.
Melanie's sucking seemed to increase threefold. He grinned. It was apparent to him that the girl was a little jealous of any attention he paid to Rachel. Melanie was trying to occupy him completely and she was doing a damned good job. Yet he still felt sorry for Rachel. She was looking as horny and cock-starved as he'd ever seen her and he thought she deserved to share in this little fuck-session, teacher or not.
"How about changing our positions just a little?" he ventured to the sucking Melanie.
Taking a deep breath, Stewart pulled his prick out of the girl's mouth, damning himself for his empathy for Rachel. Quickly, he got down on the floor. He wanted Melanie's mouth back on his prick and fast.
Instantly both of the two writhing, naked females were beside him. Melanie lowered her delightful lips to his cock once again, not for a minute allowing Rachel a chance to take over sucking the perfect cock rod.
But Rachel was not to be outdone. Slowly, gently, she squeezed the precious sac surrounding his incredible balls. She wanted to get Stewart to shoot off even faster so then she could have his cock to herself. Her own horniness was making it increasingly difficult for Rachel to give a damn whether or not Melanie enjoyed herself. All Rachel knew now was that her own cunt was steaming and it was empty. She wanted a prick inside her and the sooner the better.
Stewart groaned with pleasure. "I have got to be the luckiest stud in town right now," he said. "I can't believe I've got two beautiful naked ladies playing with my prick and balls.'
"I think we should take turns sucking your cock," Rachel announced suddenly, not able to stand the burning in her cunt any longer. Watching Melanie's mouth slide up and down the length of Stewart's prick was sheer torture. "Come on now, Melanie. I'm the teacher here. Let me give you some basic instructions in cock-sucking, okay?"
"I thought I was doing it right," the blonde girl said. She raised her head and looked at Stewart for approval.
"You were doing an excellent job," he said. "But I'm afraid Rachel is just too horny. That's why she wants to share. Because you're too good, honey."
"Is that right?" Melanie asked the woman.
"That's right," Rachel admitted sheepishly. "You look so good sucking and licking his cock it's driving me out of my mind! Please, honey, feel my cunt. The juices are just flowing out. I need to suck that prick-or I need Stewart to shove it up my cunt. I can't just stay in the background any longer."
Melanie put her hand in Rachel's pussy, gasping with astonishment when her fingers came away soaking wet. "You really are creaming! Oh, you poor thing. I didn't know you needed it that badly."
"You're very understanding for a virgin," Stewart said. "You're going to be Rachel's number one assistant in this class, I think."
"That's a fact," Rachel said. "Please, honey, Stewart will take care of your cunt, too, I promise. But I've got to have some of that prick right now."
Without waiting for anyone's permission, Rachel lowered her head to the exposed prick and began to suck for all she was worth. She could almost feel the juices bubbling up inside Stewart's cock and she wanted to be the one to make him come.
"Since we're changing places," Melanie said, "I guess I'd better get started."
She wasted no time in going after Stewart's balls with her mouth. Her tongue swirled and darted around his throbbing balls. She was really starting to feel confident in her ability to please a man now. She couldn't wait to watch him come. It didn't seem to matter who made him come now, just so that she could see it happen. And then, Rachel had promised, Stewart would make Melanie know what it meant to be a woman.
Rachel buried her head between Stewart's legs. Frequently she licked and explored his entire groin area, her tongue sometimes coming in direct contact with Melanie's. It added to the inferno in her cunt.
Stewart was convinced he was going to receive the greatest blow-job in his life. The two women were making a game of it now, their competition and jealousy of each other forgotten as they tried to please him. Now their common goal seemed to be making him come and from the pressure in his balls and cock, Stewart knew it wouldn't be long.
"Oh," he groaned. "Oh, you girls are driving me insane. I'm going to shoot soon. Real soon. Get ready both of you eat my cream!"
Melanie and Rachel each continued to suck his cock in her own individual style. Neither clamed full possession of his cock now, giving ground one to the other as they explored every inch of his genitals.
Melanie spent most of her time swirling and lapping at the hardened meat of his prick. Rachel on the other hand would suck any and every place that came in contact with her mouth. She sucked and nibbled her way along his balls, then slowly and deliberately trailed her lips along the prick.
As Melanie spent more and more time on Stewart's balls, Rachel took the opportunity to again have his cock all to herself. She drew the head of the throbbing prick into her mouth and tickled its length with her tongue, making sure that every now and then she probed the tiny hole at its tip.
Stewart didn't know how much more of this exquisite torture he could endure. He reached a hand out and lazily stroked one of Melanie's delightful tits. The nipple swelled and hardened to his touch and he reveled in the pulsing sensations his thumb and forefinger produced in the precious tit.
The girl began to quiver and jerk, her own spasming release obviously boiling closer to the surface. He hoped she could hold back until he could stuff his prick inside her, but if she couldn't, she wouldn't mind too much, he knew. And he could always ream hell out of her cunt later. Rachel would want the same. He grinned, hoping his prick was up to all of this fucking and sucking.
"Oh, pinch my titties," Melanie gasped. "Oh, Stewart, I love it. Oh, my the nipple's hard. Oh, pinch them harder, harder. That feels so good. So fucking good. I can't believe how hard they're getting."
Stewart caught the scent he loved so well and knew Melanie was beginning to cream her cunt.
"Mmm, little lady," Stewart said. "If you'd like me to lick your cunt for a while, I'll be more than happy to oblige."
The girl squealed with delight. She squirmed and wriggled her body around until she had settled her cunt over his seeking mouth. Stewart licked his lips in anticipation. It seemed like forever since he'd last tasted such nectar, though actually it had only been since he'd last fucked Rachel.
All the while Melanie had shifted around, she had never let her mouth leave its cock-sucking mission. The super hard pulsing of his prick made her cunt wildly horny.
She ground her pussy into Stewart's face. With a desperate hunger Stewart shot his tongue into her dripping cunt hole. Her cunt lips seemed to part of their own accord, giving him greater access to her sodden pussy.
"Does this mean I'm not a virgin anymore?" she called behind her.
"Not quite yet, darlin'," Stewart said, taking only a brief respite from his pussy-eating. "But don't worry, I'll officially de-virgin you a little later."
Melanie was fast losing control. Her virgin's nature did not know about holding back any of the emotions. As her cunt was seized with the fiery urgency of Stewart's tongue, she arched her head back and gave in to the overwhelming feelings. It was happening. It was really happening. She was coming! She was having her very first orgasm.
"Aaauughh!" she screamed. "Oh, Rachel, he's done it! He's done it! I'm coming! I'm coming. I know I'm really coming."
Rachel stared at the girl with a kind of quiet desperation. She was achingly happy for Melanie, but she wanted, needed, craved, the same kind of release for herself. She had to get off soon. She had to cream her guts out.
"Oh, that was wonderful," Melanie sighed, happy to let Stewart continue to lap up the juices in her dripping cunt.
He drank slowly and adoringly at her fountain of pussy cream. She rolled her hips from side to side, grinding the walls of her cunt ever deeper onto Stewart's devouring mouth.
Rachel began to jerk and writhe in rhythm to Melanie's movements. She wanted Stewart to give her his tongue in her cunt, too. But still she didn't want to spoil any of the young girl's ecstasy.
Stewart at last allowed Melanie to roll away from him. He had to take care of Rachel, but right now he sensed that Melanie should be first. Rachel was letting the girl enjoy every single sensation of her first orgasm. And now the girl would know what it was to be fucked.
He eased Melanie back full length on the floor. His hard male body rose above her, his prick pounding with a need to shoot off.
"Are you going to fuck me now?" Melanie asked, her hips arching upward involuntarily in an instinctive need to mate with this gorgeous stud.
"Yes, Melanie. I'm going to fuck you." To Rachel he said, "You suck her tits, okay. I want her to get the most out of this."
"Of course," Rachel said, though she could barely think with the driving need to be reamed claiming nearly all of her conscious thoughts.
She settled herself down beside Melanie and took the girl's tit in her mouth. She sucked and lapped and laved at the firm young mound, smiling in spite of her own pain at the girl's obvious pleasure.
"Oh, suck 'em, bite 'em! I can't believe I'm going to be fucked at last!" Melanie cried.
Stewart eased his rock hard prick between the girl's legs. "This is it, honey. If you want to back out now is the time to tell me."
"No, I want it. I want to feel your prick in me, hard and deep ... and right now!"
Stewart was only too happy to oblige. He thrust his hips forward, burying his prick deep into the girl's virgin pussy hole. The girl was so hot, so wet from his tongue job that she didn't feel even a twinge of pain.
He pumped up and down, in and out, driving, fucking her ever faster. Melanie wrapped her legs around him, holding him close, as though she feared he would try to escape. But that was the last thing on his mind. He wanted to shoot his load hot and full deep inside the luscious student.
Rachel sucked the girl's tits harder, striving to add whatever she could to the monumental orgasm the girl was heading toward.
Melanie's eyes rolled around in her head. She was totally incoherent now. All she knew were the wondrous sensations in her cunt. Everything in her world was reduced to the rocketing vibrations being evoked in her pussy by the naked man and woman.
Stewart's cock was ready, more than ready. "This is it, baby!" he yelled as he shot spurt after spurt of cock cream into her welcoming cunt hole.
"Aauuggh!" Melanie shrieked, giving her body over to her orgasm at the same instant. "I'm coming! I'm coming! Oh, there's a cock in my cunt and I'm coming!"
Her cunt convulsed in her release and her cunt juices flowed like a river, flooding Stewart's prick just as his prick was flooding her cunt.
For long minutes Stewart held his cock inside the girl, making certain every last drop of his jizz found its way into her cunt. He was making a feast for Rachel. He could see the frustration in her lovely face and he wanted to take care of that as soon as he pulled out of Melanie. But his prick wasn't going to be ready to ream Rachel's cunt out that fast so he was going to resort to other means. But he would make sure Melanie continued to be satisfied too.
Reluctantly then he eased his prick out of Melanie's sopping cunt. He didn't have to wait long. As soon as he rolled onto his back, Rachel was on him.
Her tortured cunt settled itself onto his expert lips. Rachel could see for herself that his prick was in no condition to fuck so she was ready to settle for anything she could get. She needed to come and come bad, no matter how.
She poured out her need in a shriek of lusty joy as she felt his tongue invade her cunt. "Oh, that's it, Stewart," she all but sobbed. "Oh, I need to come. Please, ream me out with your tongue. I need to come like I never have before."
Her body arched and swayed to every dart of his tongue. She had a frantic sense of need that would not be denied. She was truly a bitch in heat, a bitch that had been without a stud long enough.
"While I'm bringing Rachel off with my tongue," Stewart managed to mumble, "I want you to stick your cunt in her face, Melanie. I want her to drink your cunt cream mixed with my jism. Okay."
The girl didn't have to be told twice. Like lightning she had scooted over and straddled Rachel's head. Her still throbbing cunt went wild at the first contact of her sex ed. teacher's tongue. Around and around Rachel's tongue swirled, licking and lapping, seemingly eager to swallow every drop of the cream that still oozed from her now de-virgined cunt. Melanie was insanely happy.
Rachel felt her cunt grow hotter still. The taste of cum finally sent her over the edge. Her cunt exploded as Stewart's incredible tongue-job thrilled her cunt. She nearly drowned him in the bursting dam of juice that gushed from her cunt as she came and came and came again.
Her hips bounced and jerked and writhed as she wiggled her cunt into his face. Just as she thought she'd reached the pinnacle of her orgasm, his tongue jabbed her clit and sent her into orbit in the farthest reaches of sensation. She never wanted to come back and she screamed her release again and again, until finally her head lolled back, her tongue unable to lap up another drop of Melanie's cream, her body unable to move.
For the first time in her life Rachel McGinty was completely fucked out.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"I can't believe old man Beechum retired," Steward said, shaking his head. "And he actually recommended me to take his place."
"It didn't take the board of directors five minutes to approve of his choice either," Rachel grinned.
"But he opened a sex therapy nudist camp," Stewart went on, as though she hadn't spoken. "I just cannot believe it. I know you thawed him out ... but ... "
"You got what you wanted," Rachel said, "now quit analyzing everything. I want to thank you for getting me out of my English classes."
"It was my pleasure. As your new boss, I think it's best to put you where your talents will be best utilized. And there's no question but that's the sex ed. department."
"Melanie has agreed to be my student aide. She's out recruiting students to sign up right now."
"As I understand it we've been getting applications from all over the state. Students are begging their parents to move into the district."
Rachel giggled, her hand moving to cover the telltale bulge in Stewart's trousers. They were alone in his spacious headmaster's office and she was anxious to try out some new lessons she was considering giving her sex ed. classes. Things were moving fast at Beechum's Academy and she was happy to be a part of that new wave into the future.
"Is this a sign that you're thinking the same thing I'm thinking, boss?" she asked, fondling the hardening prick beneath the annoying fabric that kept the prick from her eager hands.
"I'm supposed to be going to a board meeting," he groaned, knowing damned well he was going to be decidedly late. No way was he going to pass up an opportunity to fuck the best piece of ass in the whole state.
"All right, bitch," he said, laughing. "Let's get started."
"Started?"
"Shit," he said, "I guess we're already started. My prick is hard as set concrete."
"It reminds me more of a jack-hammer," Rachel grinned. "And I'd like to see it start hammering away at my pussy any second now."
"How much do you want to see it?" Stewart asked, suddenly deciding on his course of action. As long as he was going to be late, the fuck-session was going to be more than worth it. It was going to be one horny session indeed.
"What are you saying, Stewart? Take off your pants and let's get at it!"
"No, my dear. You're going to have to work for it this time."
Rachel's cunt was already steaming with her need for a prick. She was ready to do anything to get Stewart's cockrod in her pussy.
"All right," she said. "Whatever it is, I'll do it. Just tell me! I need to be fucked. Please, Stewart, my cunt is starting to cream a little."
"First, take your clothes off."
Rachel didn't have to be told that twice. Quickly she shed her clothes, dropping them in a heap on the floor. She danced around the room naked, her tits bouncing merrily.
She hoped to entice him into forgetting whatever game it was he had in mind, and just ream the hell out of her. But she was also enjoying his lust-filled gaze as he watched her tits jiggle and jounce. Her hands trailed lasciviously to her pussy.
"You've got the idea already," Stewart said. "That's it exactly."
"What are you talking about?" Rachel demanded, her fingers starting to tease her clit as she came to a standstill in front of Stewart.
"Sit on the floor, Rachel."
She did so.
"Now I want you to finger your cunt for me.
"That's all you wanted me to do?"
"Well, maybe not all, but it'll do for starters. Now start ramming that finger in that cunthole. I want to see your cream oozing out of that pussy. And I want to hear you begging me for this prick."
"I could already beg you, Stewart and you know it," Rachel cried as she probed her slippery cunt gash with her fingers. She was wet and wild. Up and down, in and out she slammed first one finger, then two.
"That's a good girl. I like to make certain that my sex ed. instructor is the best in the business. I don't want you advising my students of any techniques you haven't tried yourself."
"You bastard," Rachel choked, "you're driving me crazy. You know I want your prick more than anything right now. How can you make me finger-fuck myself like this? I don't want to come on my finger. I want to come on your prick. I want to feel you unload a gallon of jism into my pussy. Please, Stewart, please. I can't bear this torture much longer."
Her legs spread wider in anticipation. Just talking about Stewart fucking his cock rod into her cunt was sending her into ecstasy. Her finger never stopped its desperate plunging in and out of her cunt.
"At least suck my tits, Stewart," she said.
Her frustration was building beyond her capacity to stand it. She was lying on his office floor, finger-fucking her own cunt while he stood above her fully clothed with an obviously huge hard-on poking out against the crotch of his slacks.
"Maybe," he allowed. "But first I think I'll get you even hornier, my sweet little sex ed. teacher."
With that he shrugged out of his own clothes and threw them in the pile with hers. He smiled with satisfaction when her eyes settled on his stiffened cock. She was ready all right. And she was going to be out of her mind before he was finished with her.
He knelt on the floor beside her. "I guess I can make a concession or two," he said, smiling.
Stewart reached out and began to fondle the twin peaks of her tits. His fingers grew more urgent almost at once as his own lust drove him on. He pulled and kneaded the pliant tit flesh and the nipples rose taut and hard in his hands.
"Suck them, please!" she begged. "Suck them hard! Oh, Stewart, please, please."
Stewart's mouth closed over the right tit. His teeth caressed the warm flesh. Her whole body radiated the heat of her desire. He began to suck and pull on the tender nipple, teasing it with his tongue.
Over and over he mouthed the ripe flesh of her tits. He had her writhing in mindless rapture beneath him. First one tit, then the other knew the delicate ministrations of his lips and tongue.
"Oh, you are so good, Stewart!" she cried. "So damned good. Keep sucking! Keep licking! Oh, harder, harder. I want to feel it down to my toes!"
Her body shivered with uncontrolled lust. Her arms reached up and crushed him to her as she reveled in the weight of him against her super-sensitive tits. She felt and heard him gasping for breath, but he made no move to free himself from the prison of her soft, warm tits.
At last his mouth moved upward, discovering the tender skin of her neck. He loved the softness of it and he licked and probed the sensitive flesh.
"Oh, don't stop!" Rachel pleaded. "Whatever you do, don't stop!"
She wanted his cock, but now he wanted his mouth too. She didn't want any part of him to escape the lust-driven cravings of her body for his.
As for Stewart he had no intention of stopping. He nuzzled against her left ear, twirling his tongue against the heat of her lobe.
His fingers found her magnificent hair. He wrapped his fingers in a long tendril. He kissed her eyes, her nose, her cheeks, her mouth. With his own lips he pried hers apart, his daring tongue probing the depths of her mouth. She met his explorations with the same fierce need. Her fingernails dug into the flesh of his back as their tongues mated.
His hands trailed down the luscious curves of her ass. He shoved his right hand between their straining bodies, searching for her pussy. When he reached it, she arched toward him, driving her tongue farther into his mouth.
They continued their passionate kissing on the floor of his office. Gently he parted her moistened cunt lips with his fingers and with an erotic motion he began to rub the tip of her clit.
Stewart thought she would swallow him whole. Her mouth escaped his and she moaned and groaned against him. She began biting and chewing his face, his ears, his hair. Her lips traveled to his neck, his shoulders. He could sense the increasing urgency of her need.
"Oh, Stewart," she breathed. "Touch me there! Touch me! Rub my clit hard. Oh, I need it so bad, Stewart. So bad! I need to be fucked and reamed and ripped apart. Please, stuff your cock in me!"
Stewart's mouth trailed down her body, pausing once again at her magnificent tits. He forced each nipple to its fullest erection with his teasing tongue. Her groans of animal lust were becoming wildly uncontrollable.
"Oh, Stewart, ram it in me now! Please, fuck your big, fat cock in me now! I need it! Need it so bad! Don't make me wait any longer! I beg you!"
Stewart smiled. "Not just yet, my beauty. Not just yet."
He was thoroughly enjoying the lust crazed sex ed. teacher. He couldn't remember a better woman in his life when it came to fucking. Rachel McGinty was simply at the top of her class.
He intended to make this last as long as humanly possible, even though his prick was beginning to give him some decidedly uncomfortable commands. He was more than ready to shoot off, but still he wanted to make Rachel beg even more.
Again she pleaded with him, her writhing body going nearly berserk with its pounding need to come.
"Oh, Stewart, please, you're driving me out of my mind! Please, don't make me wait like this. I can't bear it! I have to come! I have to be fucked! I have to feel your dick inside my cunt!"
"All in good time, my sweet," he crooned. "All in good time."
Rachel was losing her sanity. His tongue wound past her navel, trailing ever lower. When he reached her lust-fired pussy she thought she would surely go over the edge. She had wanted this fuck, she had started this, but Stewart had the upper hand now, and he knew it. Her mind was a whirlwind of heated passion.
Her hips arched spasmodically as his tongue traced the outline of her clit. Slowly he circled the tiny bud, over and over, round and round. He began to suck greedily, pulling and sucking, pulling and sucking, until finally he had her screaming at him.
Cursing and swearing, Rachel voiced the desperate longings of her body. "Damn you, Stewart. Fuck me! I got you this job as headmaster by thawing out Beechum. The least you can do is give me your prick when I need it. Oh, please, Stewart, don't do this to me!"
Stewart only chuckled. He had her right where he wanted her. His cock was throbbing with a need of its own, but he refused to give in to it just yet. He wanted this arrogant bitch to beg and beg and beg. Tease him, would she? Well, he would just see about that.
Rachel felt his cock rub against her thigh. The rock hardness of it only increased her frustration. Damn him, why didn't he ram it into her? What was he trying to do to her? Surely, he wasn't just being cruel.
"If you won't give me your prick yet, at least you could lick me harder. Please. Oh, please, lick! Suck! Ram your tongue into my cunt!"
Stewart gripped her thighs, jerking them far apart. Without hesitation he dove into the dripping cunt spread so deliciously before him. His tongue circled her clit, driving Rachel to the edge of madness again and again.
Rachel moaned, nearly senseless now. This was it. She gave her body over totally to the carnal lust that overwhelmed her. As Stewart's mouth sought her most intimate places, she thrust herself upward to assist him. The touch of his mouth on her pussy was heaven itself. She wrapped her legs around his head, nearly suffocating him in her warm, moist pussy. She heard him gasp for breath and reluctantly she released him-but only slightly.
"I can't help myself!" she yelled. "It feels so good. It feels so damn good." Again she arched her thighs toward his hungry mouth.
"Fantastic!" Stewart gasped.
Just the taste of her cunt was setting his prick into firing mode. He would have to relent to her pleas to fuck her soon because he wouldn't be able to hold back any longer himself.
"Oh, Stewart!" she sobbed. "Don't stop! Don't stop eating me out. Eat me until there's nothing left. I love the feel of your tongue in my pussy."
He didn't need any further encouragement. His tongue swirled around and around her sopping cunt hole, pausing every so often at her touch-starved clit. He burrowed with his tongue up and down the tasty pussy and the more he ate, the better it tasted.
He licked and laved with his expert tongue, attacking her clit from dozens of directions. He felt the delicate pressure of her thighs against his head. He slurped and smacked his lips noisily around the tender cunt hole.
Her dripping juices were gobbled down as fast as she could spew them out. The more he drank, the more he wanted. He felt his cock throbbing with need. It took every ounce of control he possessed to avoid shooting off. As much as he wanted to come now, he wanted to come in her pussy even more.
"Oh, baby," Stewart sighed, coming up for air, "You are one helluva good cunt. So sweet! I've never tasted better."
Rachel was already in a state of continued ecstasy. His lusty words only drove her higher into mindless spasms of joy.
Stewart felt her whole body begin to tremble violently. Her thighs squeezed tighter and tighter about his head until he felt as if she might crush his skull. Her body thrashed wildly, strange animal sounds escaping her throat.
A torrent of cunt juice flowed forcefully from deep within her. Stewart tried to pull back to avoid being drowned but she only pressed harder. He gulped and swallowed the tasty fluid in a desperate attempt to keep from choking.
"Aaauuggh!" she wailed. "Oh, I'm coming! I'm coming! Oh, you brought me with your tongue! Oh, Stewart, it's so good, so fucking good."
More and more of her orgasmic juices flowed from her. Her body shook so hard she felt as if she were coming apart at the seams.
Stewart couldn't get enough of her. As long as she pumped out a steady stream of juice, he continued to lap it up. Finally she seemed to relax a little. Her legs eased their vise-like grip on his head and he pulled away, his chin dripping with her syrupy cum.
Stewart stared at her sopping pussy. The sight of that hot, juicy, pink-red cunt hole sent jerking spasms though his cock rod. With one swift motion he spread himself out on top of her, plunging his lust-swollen cock deep into her spasming pussy hole.
"You don't have to beg anymore!" he cried. "I need it as much as you do now!"
Her orgasmic juices made his entry smooth as silk. Rachel screamed from sheer pleasure as he rammed his cock into her cunt to the hilt.
Up and down Stewart pumped. His own lusting needs had been on the back burner since she had walked into his office but now he was going to let it all hang out. With violent fuck-strokes he plunged in and out of her cunt, enjoying her quivering sobs of renewed pleasure. She was ready to come again.
"Oh, Stewart," she called, thrusting her hips to meet his savage fuck-lunges. "Oh, that feels so good. So fucking good. Oh, fuck me, Stewart. Hard! Deeep! Don't stop! Oh, hurry, faster, deeper!"
Stewart barely heard her, so engrossed was he in the ecstasy of fucking her out. All he knew, all he felt, was the smooth warm, tight fit of her cunt hole around his prick. In and out, up and down, back and forth, over and over he fucked it inside her. His whole body strove for the release she had known just minutes before.
He was going to shoot any second now. The thundering urge rose in his balls and they felt as if they were going to explode. Again and again his balls beat a rhythm against her ass. Then it happened.
With a cry he felt surely would bring the entire school in on top of them, Stewart shouted his orgasm to the world. The full length of his prick lay imbedded in her cunt, spewing forth its load of jism.
"Oh, Rachel," he choked. "It feels so good! Just like I knew it would. Aaaaahhh!"
Rachel felt the fiery liquid pouring into her pussy and she reared back in wild delight. After coming and coming to the sensuous touch of his tongue, she had thought she would have nothing left.
But her body did not fail her now and another violent series of orgasms washed over her, matching the lusty splendor of Stewart's coming.
She screamed so loud, that Stewart covered her mouth with his, certain that everybody in town could hear her. "Oh, we are one fucking pair!" she cried. "One fucking pair indeed!"
As their orgasms subsided a little, each regained a bit of sanity. They did not, however, release themselves from the embrace that kept them locked together on the office floor.
"Do you really want to go to that meeting?" Rachel asked, her eyes glowing with a look that told Stewart she would dearly love another hot fuck.
"What meeting?" he laughed. "But how about your first class?"
"Melanie can handle things till I get there." Her hand closed over his prick, beginning to bring it to life once again.
"And you can handle things very well right here," Stewart said, grabbing a tit and joining in the two-person orgy once again with the very best sex ed. teacher his school would ever know.
