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 The Step-Teacher

   She was a tall brunette in her mid thirties, with a busty body, large
breasts, and tight round ass.  Her dark-black hairs were brought together
at the back with a red ribbon, and she was wearing a summery dress, white
and pink with small flowers.  She was far more attractive than many women
Sid saw in his recent past.

   "Miss Gupichi," Sid Sippra muttered to himself.

   It was Tuesday and Sid Sippra was walking through the Park when his
casual gaze fell upon a woman sitting on a bench alone at the far end.  She
hadn't seen him; she seemed engaged in something she was holding.

   "God, I'm sure it's her," he added.  But what to do?  He seemed
uncertain whether he should meet her or not.  He stood and mused in a dumb
silence.  What good would it do?  He asked to himself and said, 'Nothing'.
He moved towards her.  The woman looked up as Sid approached her.

   "Are you Miss Gupichi?" Sid asked,

   "I am," the woman replied.  "Do I know you?" She looked at the young man
of around 22 trying to see if he was someone she ought to know, but apart
from a lingering memory of someone, she couldn't place him.

   "I'm Sid Sippra," Sid said.  "You were my teacher some years back."

   The woman stared harder and tried to place the name with the face. 
"Didn't you have a twin sister?" she asked.

   "Yeh, Farah," Sid said, letting out a small smile.  "You remember?"

   "Remember her," the woman said.  She finally recognized Sid and smiled
hesitantly.  "Yeh, you, too.  Small boy, thin and always talking."

   "That was me," Sid said, looking at the woman closer, taking in her
figure and the look in her eyes.  "Guess I was kinda talking a lot."

   "Are you just passing by?" she said.

   "Just saw yer as I cane here.  Thought I'd meet you and say how do you
do, Miss Gupichi," Sid said.  He stood awkwardly and looked around the
restaurant.

   "You can call me, Loretta, if you want to," Miss Gupichi said.

   "Always wondered what the "'L'" stood for," Sid said with a grin.

   "Do you want to sit down?" Loretta asked,

   Sid hesitated.  He wasn't sure if ought to stay or not.  He'd only just
left off work and needed a good wash, but he sat down and looked around
him. "Sure you don't mind?" he asked, looking back at her.

   Loretta sat gazing at Sid, taking in his thin features and his straight
light-brown hair.  She noticed his small hands were calloused from labor
and his arms were suntanned from outside work.  "How's your parents?" she
asked breaking the short silence.

   "I don't talk about them any," Sid drawled, giving Loretta a straight
stare.

   "I seem to remember your daddy was kinda strict with you," Loretta said.

   "Stricter than a damned preacher with the Devil," Sid replied.

   "Is he still the same?" Loretta asked.

   "He up and left us when I was sixteen," Sid said.

   "Sorry about that," Loretta said.

   "Don't be.  Best thing he ever did.  Must have got himself a conscience
and moved off," Sid said coldly.

   "And your mother?  How's she?" Loretta asked.

   "I don't want to talk about her"

   "Why!  What happened?"

   "After a couple of years later she left us too FOR A FEET LONG BLACK
COCK"

   "You should not talk like that about your mother" Loretta was SHOCKED.
She tried to recall the woman she'd seen a few times when Sid was a boy,
but the woman's face had gone.

   ""That's why I said that I don't want to talk about her" said Sid.

   "I am sorry'

   "Best thing my parents did was going like they did." Sid stopped and
looked around him.

   "And Farah?  What's she doing?" Loretta asked.

   "She went to New York," Sid said.

   "New York?  What she'd she go there for?" Loretta asked.

   "Wanted to be a dancer and figured that was the place to go." Sid sipped
his beer and looked at Loretta closely.

   "Have you left the Yellow Creek?" Loretta asked,

   "Sure did.  Left that damned hole as soon as I could get outta school."

   "Do you work here in town?" Loretta asked.

   "Yeh.  Gotta job driving for Skidmore Co."

   "Are you married?" Loretta ventured.

   "No," Sid said, "ain't got a woman on my tail yet a while." He paused
and a short silence came between them like a heavy curtain.

   They each gazed at the other, trying to imagine what had happen to the
other in the ten years that had separated them.  Sid watched the vee shape
neckline of her dress.  He saw the lacy edge of her bra and the patch of
darkness where the fabric hugged her nipples.  Loretta watched as she saw
that sparkle in his eyes she remembered he had as a young boy; that cheeky
grin; that look about him which made you wonder just what he was thinking
and what he would try and do next.

   "Have I grown much?" Sid asked.  "You didn't recognise me did ya?"

   "I wasn't expecting to see yer.  Last time I saw yer, you were no more
than thirteen and thin as reed." Loretta looked carefully into Sid's eyes.

   Sid leaned back.  "What yer looking at?"

   "Having a closer look at yer.  I haven't seen yer in ten years; don't I
deserve to have a closer look?"

   "You're looking at me as if I was some God damn picture," Sid muttered.

   "You've grown quite handsome.  Not like that skinny boy with spots and a
dirty face and all." She watched as Sid blushed slightly and looked away
from her.  She wondered what he was thinking about her.  What it was he
really came into find out about her.

   "I remember your Farah as being quite a lively young thing," Loretta
said.

   "Life and soul of a party, until her problem." Sid took a deep pull on
his drink and then lowered his glass and stared at Loretta.

   "Problem?  What sort of problem?" Loretta inquired carefully.

   "She was molested one night on her way home," Sid said quietly.

   Loretta nodded and looked at Sid with a concerned face.  "Who by?" she
asked.

   She was molested by a guy who was old enough to be her father.  She
didn't know who he was though I sometime think he really was our father. 
If it wasn't for the kindness of a passing couple she'd have been raped she
reckoned." Sid paused and drank from his glass.

   "That's terrible.  Did they catch him?"

   "No," Sid replied stiffly, looking at his glass.  "If I'd caught him I'd
have killed him." His words were cold and hard and hung in the air like
lead weights.  "But I didn't.  Wish I had though."

   "Just as well you didn't.  You may have got the death penalty yourself
and where would Farah have been then?" She sighed softly.

   "Guess you're right," Sid said grudgingly.  "Didn't think at the time.
Just thought about getting him and killing him."

   "You and Farah were close weren't you?  I seem to remember her being
around you a lot as children."

   "Still are close.  She and I have shared many things.  Suffered together
when daddy was in one of his moods and hit us and other going ons..." He
paused and got up from the bench.

   "You're not going are you?" Loretta asked, putting her hand on Sid's.

   "Think it best if I leave now," Sid said.

   "Why?  What have I said to get you so uppity?" Loretta asked rising up
from the bench and holding his hand tightly.

   "Don't want to talk about things.  Things always get outta hand when you
talk too much," Sid said moodily.

   Loretta released his hand and looked at him.  "It does us good to talk
about things, Sid.  Why not come to my place and have dinner?  "

   "Don't know if that's right or not," Sid said.  "Anyway, I gotta get
washed and cleaned up; I ain't fit to eat looking like I do and smelling
like a pig in a sty."

   "I live near.  You can freshen up at my house.  There's always hot water
if you want to bathe." Loretta looked at Sid's features hoping she could
see signs that he might accept.  He looked at her with a frown and then it
lifted and he nodded.

   "I guess I can't come to any harm from my old teacher," Sid said with a
small grin.

   "Not so much of the old, Sid Sippra," Loretta said.

   "Do you live alone?" Sid asked,

   "Just me and my little cat," she replied.  Sid nodded and together they
walked out of the Park and along the sidewalk side by side in a shared
silence.

   <><><>

   The house they were moving towards was really near.  When they reached
to it, Sid stood open-mouthed looking at it.  Loretta walked to the front
door and opened up.

   "You gonna stand there all day?" Loretta said.  "Anyone'd think you'd
never seen a house before."

   "This is all yours?" Sid asked.

   "Is now.  Shared it with my husband when he was alive, but since he died
I've been alone except for my cat," Loretta informed.

   "You've been married?" Sid said, frowning and looking at Loretta.  "So,
you're not Miss Gupichi anymore?"

   "I am now.  I reverted back to my maiden name after he died." Loretta
walked into the house and beckoned Sid in after her.  Sid hesitated staring
at Loretta.

   "How'd he die?" Sid asked.

   "Accident." Loretta stood by the door waiting for Sid to move into the
house, but he stood where he was staring at her.

   "What sort of accident?"

   "The fatal kind," Loretta replied.  "Are you coming in or not?"

   Sid walked into the house and looked around the hall.  "You don't get a
place like this on teacher's pay."

   "It was my husband's house.  It came to me when he died." Loretta closed
the door and walked along the hall until she came to a large kitchen.  Sid
followed looking at the way she walked ahead of him while giving her hips
an extra sway with her every step to intoxicate him.  He felt his cock
harden and pulse with need.  He wondered if he had noticed as a boy how
pretty her ass was.  He guessed he didn't notice as a boy otherwise he'd
have remembered; which he didn't.

   "This here's my kitchen," she said, spreading her hands as if she were
some kind of bird about to fly.

   "Ain't seen a kitchen this size before," Sid said.  "You could hold a
damned party in here and still have room for a few cattle."

   "I like it because it allows me room to think as I cook." She watched
Sid's face as he stared around the kitchen; it was like a little boy on
seeing a room full of toys.

   "Is the bathroom this big?"

   "Not as big, but it's a fair size." She looked at Sid's features and
smiled.

   "What you smiling at?" Sid said.

   "The way you look around yer.  You're like that boy I knew years ago."

   "I am that boy you knew years ago," Sid replied.  "Except I've grown
some."

   "I'll show you where the bathroom is so you can get yourself cleaned up
before dinner," Loretta said.  She moved out of the kitchen and walked down
the hall and up some stairs.  Sid followed and stared at her hips as she
made her way up the stairs.  It made him feel somewhat strange looking at
his former teacher the way he was.  Never thought he'd ever look at her in
that way when he was a boy, but there again what little boy does, he mused
giving out a small smile.  On the upper landing, she showed him the
bathroom and he stepped in and looked around.

   "Gee, what a room.  And that there is a john?" Sid said, going over and
lifting the lid.

   "What'd you think it was a cooking pot?" Loretta said, smiling.

   "I can bath in here?"

   "Sure yer can," said Loretta, moving in beside him.  I'll get you some
towels and then you can have a good old soak."

   "Are you sure this is all right?  I mean me using your bathroom?"

   "Of course it is, I said so didn't?" Loretta said.  She went out of the
bathroom and left Sid to look around at his surroundings.  He went to the
bath and ran his hand round the rim and then up and down the inside of the
bath.  He touched the taps, picked up a scrubbing brush and moved it across
his hand.  "Here you are," Loretta said when she returned.  She handed him
two large towels.  "I'll go get dinner cooked, while you have your soak."

   "Thank yer," Sid said quietly as he took the towels.

   "Go on don't be so shy," Loretta said.

   "I ain't getting stripped until you've gone," Sid said.

   Loretta smiled.  "Don't get all little boyish on me, Sid.  You ain't got
what I ain't seen before."

   "Maybe so, but I ain't getting out of my clothes until you've gone," Sid
said.  Loretta stood looking at him for a few moments and Sid stood holding
the towels to his chest.

   "Ok, I'm going.  Don't forget to call if you want me to scrub your
back," Loretta said, giving Sid a grin.

   "Don't go hold your breath for that," Sid said.  Loretta shook her head
and went out closing the door behind her.  She stood and laughed to herself
as she heard Sid lock the door.  She moved along the landing and down
stairs to prepare dinner.

   <><><>

   Sid sat at the dining table and pushed his empty plate from him. 
Loretta sat opposite him with her arms folded.  "That all right?" she
asked.

   "Best meal I've had in some time.  Never thought I'd ever sit and eat a
meal my teacher cooked."

   "Surprising things can happen when you least expect them," Loretta said.
She unfolded her arms and placed them in her lap.

   "Guess they can.  Like these clothes of your husband's.  Fit me like
they were made for me." Sid looked at Loretta and wondered why she had kept
her husband's clothes when most people get rid of them as soon as they can.

   "He was your size, except he was little taller maybe." Loretta sat and
stared at Sid.  She looked at his eyes and the way his body eased a little
more now as if he was more happier being in her house than he had been.

   "Why did yer keep his clothes?" Sid asked.

   "Don't know," Loretta said.  "Never got around to sorting them out. 
Just left them in his room and locked the door."

   "You ain't cleared his room?" Sid said surprised.

   "Couldn't bring myself around to doing it." Loretta looked away from Sid
and stared at the table cloth with its pink and yellow flowers.

   "How long has he been dead?" Sid said.

   "About a year," Loretta said softly.

   "He died in an accident you said?"

   "Yeah," Loretta replied.  "Don't really wanna talk on that, if you don't
mind." She got up from the table and walked to the door.  "Let's go relax
in the other room and have a drink."

   Sid got up from the table and followed her along the hall.  She opened
up a door that led into a bright large room with armchairs and a settee in
the centre.  There were bookshelves full of books all along the walls
except where the window was.  "Sit down, Sid, and I'll get us a drink." She
went over to a large drinks cabinet and poured herself a glass of wine and
a bottle of beer for Sid.

   "You still teaching?" Sid asked.

   "No," Loretta said as she handled Sid his beer and sat down next to him
on the settee.  "I work in an office in town."

   Sid sipped his beer.  "Given up on teaching?"

   "You made me feel I wasn't up to it anymore," Loretta said with a small
smile.

   "Made many teacher feel that way," Sid replied.

   "You weren't so bad.  I just had to have a change after I married.  They
don't like women teachers to be married." Loretta sipped from her glass and
looked sideways at Sid.

   "I can't see you as ever being the marrying kind," Sid said.

   "Well I was.  Until he went and got himself killed."

   "How long you married for?"

   "Five years," Loretta replied.

   "Didn't have any children obviously," Sid stated.

   "My husband didn't want any," Loretta replied softly.

   "And did you?"

   "I thought I did." Loretta sighed and looked away and stared at the
books on the wall opposite.

   Sid sat back and looked at Loretta.  She wasn't like his teacher
anymore. She was different.  More like someone else.  Someone far away, but
who he wished was here with him now.

   They talked for a few minutes on mundane matters.  About her job in the
office and about his job driving about the countryside.  Then, Loretta
said, "Where'd your daddy go?"

   "To Hell I hope," Sid replied.

   "Didn't yer go look for him?"

   "Hell no.  No point in that, "Sid said thoughtfully.

   "He just up and left without a word?" Loretta said.

   "Without a word." Sid picked up his glass and gulped at the remains of
his beer.  Loretta sipped her wine.  "Best thing he ever did," Sid added.

   "And Farah?  Did she miss him?"

   "Like a hole in the head, she did," said Sid, looking away for a few
moments and staring at the books.  "Anyway enough about that.  Told yer I
don't like talking about that.  Best forgotten."

   "Just one more thing about your mom"

   "Okay, what you want to ask?"

   "How you come to know that she too was seeing a lover"

   'One day a black man gave us lift to our house.  To me he was a stranger
but Mom told me that she knew him already.  Then one night at around 2
--o-clocks, I went to our bathroom to pee.  When I was returning from the
bathroom I saw some light coming from my mom's bedroom.  I thought mom
forgot to switch off the light before going to sleep.  For switching the
light off, I entered in to her bedroom.  Mom was sleeping lightly in her
bed.  She was wearing a skimpy little teddy with no panties on.  I had
never seen that outfit before.  She looked great in it.  Her legs were
spread open and I peered down at her pussy.  Her cunt was gaping wide open
and cum was all over her face, breasts, stomach, pussy and legs.  Her
hairless cunt lips were engorged and glowing red.  Even her clit was
standing at attention.  I was completely shocked.  Some one with a big cock
fucked her really hard.  I could easily understand from the amount of cum
that was splattered all over her, that she was well fucked by some one for
at least 3-4 times.  I suspected that she was giving him oral sex too. 
Because I noticed drops of cum on her chin and cheeks also.  I was totally
confused and shocked so I quietly came back to my room.  The very next day
she told me in a husky voice that I was going to have a new father within a
few months.  I said I could not understand what she was saying.  She said
she will discuss about its details with me later.  Instead of discussing
anything further she moved to her lover's apartment within a month.'

   "And instead of moving along with her you and your sister decided to
live on your own." Asked Loretta quietly.

   "Yeah, we were 18 by then" said Sid.  He stared at Loretta for a few
moments and sighed.  "How'd your husband have his accident?"

   Loretta stiffened.  "Carelessness," she said.

   "At home or away?" Sid asked.

   "Does it matter now?  He's gone.  I'm free of him and I've got this
house and the money he left me in the bank." Loretta paused and stared at
Sid.

   "You weren't sad about it?"

   "No.  Nor surprised." She finished off her wine and put down the glass
on the floor.  "He cheated on me.  Had an affair with some flossy young
enough to be his daughter."

   "What happened?" asked Sid.

   Loretta sat back on the settee.  "He fell down the stairs into the
cellar."

   "And died?"

   "Hit his head on some packing cases he'd left down there," Loretta said
softly.

   "What the doctor say?"

   "Put it down to accidental death.  He could smell the alcohol on my
husband's breath.  Guess he figured he just fell." Loretta sighed.

   "And did he?" Sid asked.

   "Do you want to write a book about it?" Loretta said stiffly.

   "No, just thought we ought to sit and think where this is all going,"
Sid said.

   "Enough of him." Loretta replied.  "What about us?"

   "What about us?" Sid said.  Loretta had kissed his cheek.  "What you do
that for?"

   "Because I wanted to," Loretta said gently, sitting back a few paces and
staring at Sid's expression.

   "But you were my teacher god damn it," Sid said gruffly, moving back
along the settee.

   "Not anymore I ain't.  I'm a woman who sees you as man who she wanted to
kiss."

   Sid frowned.  "Still ain't right.  I mean if I did that to you you'd
raise merry hell and claim I tried to rape you or something."

   "You can kiss me back if you want to," Loretta said.  Sid stared at
Loretta with a childlike expression.

   "Hey, now, steady on, Loretta, I am not this kind of a guy..."

   "What's the matter?  Ain't you been to bed with a girl yet?

   "This ain't right," Sid drawled and walked to the window.

   "God, I need your hot cock in me so badly I could die from wanting it,
Sid!  I want to have sex so much it hurts!  Oh, God -- fuck me, Sid.  I
want it so bad!" said Loretta rising and walking to where Sid stood by the
window.

   "Ain't you got no shame?" Sid said.

   "You're a pure innocent ain't yer?  Never had anything more than a bad
cold," Loretta laughed to herself.

   "I've been to bed with someone," Sid said angrily.

   "Yeah?  Who?" Loretta asked looking Sid in the eyes.

   "Never you mind who, because it won't be you next," Sid said turning
away from her.

   "Was she pretty?  Or was she some dog ugly bitch?" Loretta said
bitterly.

   "She was beautiful and pure and so wonderful..." Sid stopped and
sniffed. Loretta could see that he was crying.  She stood stunned seeing
him cry.

   "Who was she?" Loretta asked, her words now soft and gentle.

   "Can't say," Sid murmured.  "I gotta go."

   "No, wait, Sid, don't go like this.  Just settle down awhile and maybe
we can find us some friendship again."

   "You could have murdered your husband for all I know," Sid said staring
at Loretta with his reddened eyes.

   "And you?  You and Farah?" Her words paused.  Sid looked at his shoes.
He sat down on the settee again.  "You fucked your sister--"

   Sid's mouth dropped open, and his eyes bulged.  "And don't bother trying
to lie, because I already know the truth!"

   "It...it was sort of an accident.

   "Accident?  You mean you slipped, and your cock just fell right into
her? Is that the kind of accident you're trying to make me believe?"

   "My secret is mine as yours is yours," said Sid in a whisper.

   "If you say so," Loretta replied sitting down beside him.  She kissed
his cheek and put her arm around him.

   Sid gasped at his teacher's boldness.  He flushed with embarrassment and
made a hopeless attempt to cover his enormous prick with his hand.  Sid
stared at her with confusion.  Loretta fell to her knees.  Smiling
wantonly, she reached up and cupped the throbbing length of his big cock in
both hands.

   "Unh," Sid grunted.  Immediately, a small stain appeared on the inside
of his pants leg.  He was so turned on by her beautiful body that his dick
was leaking cum into his underwear.  "Oh, Christ, Loretta!  That really
feels good!"

   His enormous prick jerked violently in his pants, as if he was about to
pop his zipper at any moment.  Loretta swiftly undid his belt buckle and
pulled his slacks down to his knees.

   His prick popped out, swollen rock-hard with cum.  Loretta could hardly
believe how big it was.  His dick was a full ten inches long, and as thick
around as a salami, with an oversized, bulbous knob that dripped jism onto
the floor before her very eyes.

   "Do you want me to give you a blow job, Sid?" Loretta asked, stroking
his aching cock with both fists.  Her nipples had swelled to a diamond-like
hardness, and under her cut-offs she could feel that her pussy was a hot,
sopping mess.  "I will, if you promise not to tell anyone.  I'll suck your
big dick as much as you like."

   He was fully erect within seconds and his stiff penis looked and felt
gigantic...  with a deep, desperate groan of pure lust, she parted her lips
and thrust as much of his rigid meat as she could into her mouth.

   "Oh, Christ, Miss Gupichi!  Shit!  Suck it -- Jesus, suck it for me!"
Sid exclaimed.

   She began to jerk him off as she blew him with ravenous sucking motions
of her wet, slippery mouth.  Loretta trembled from head to foot with
pent-up lust as she sucked his cock.

   Loretta knew that if she simply rammed his prick deep into her aching
cunt, he would come in seconds.  And at his age, he would probably be able
to ejaculate again and again, for as long as she knew how to arouse him...!
She licked and squeezed his swollen balls, while whimpering passionately
for his boiling load of come to be blasted into her mouth.

   "Jesus Christ!  What a blow job!  Suck it, baby!  Uh!" Sid grunted.  "Uh
-- I'm gonna come!  Gonna fucking shoot!"

   "Oh, yes, yes, yes, come in my mouth -- give me your come!" the brunette
moaned in a delirium of pleasure as Sid's thick, hot prick quivered and
swelled up even fatter between her burning lips.

   Her fist around the base of the turgid, throbbing organ jerked it
faster; and then, with a deep groan, Sid spurted his rich fiery cream into
her waiting mouth, in great salty gushes...  she swallowed the thick come
with a ravenous greed once the semen tingle her tongue and sear her throat.

   Even after Sid's cock went limp inside her mouth, she continued to jerk
and suck on it, whimpering with obscene joy, craving every molten drop.

   "Hot damn!" Sid groaned.  "That was something else, Loretta!  Too
fucking much!"

   He had had a few girls go down on him before; but their reluctant,
clumsy lips were nothing compared to the wild oral frenzy Loretta Gupichi
had just displayed.  She straightened up, her luscious breasts swaying, her
eyes hot with lust...  Sid still found it hard to believe that this utterly
sexual creature could be his teacher -- and his disbelief grew, along with
his erection, as he heard her speak:

   "That was wonderful, Sid," Loretta panted.  "Just -- oh, delicious! 
Listen, you darling boy -- I want us to suck and fuck all night long.  I
want you to ram that gorgeous cock of yours everywhere -- I want you to
fuck me between my tits, and in my throat, and plunge every beautiful stud
inch of that prick up my hot cunt until I scream for mercy!"

   "And I want you to go down on me, lick my cunt and suck it until I faint
from coming so much...  do you understand, Sid?  I want sex!  All kinds of
sex!  Everything!  I'm hot, damn it!"

   Hot hardly seemed like an adequate word for it!  Loretta was explosive
-- on fire -- desperate, all but crazed by her urgent lust.  After years of
tormenting abstinence, her first taste of real sex had ignited a fierce,
demanding need for more in her loins.

   All of the shockingly obscene words that she had secretly used during
her private erotic fantasies were pouring from her lips unrestrainedly now,
exciting her still more.  She loved the lewd sounds, after years of using
polite, precise vocabulary in her capacity as a teacher.  Just to be able
to say the word fuck out loud to another person was a tremendous liberating
experience in itself!

   "Suck on my titties, Sid," she coaxed the boy in a low moan, pulling his
head against her heaving breasts.  "Kiss my hot stiff nipples, you
beautiful young stud -- um, yes, suck them, suck harder."

   She wrapped her lithe legs around his waist, crushing his wet, sucking
mouth over one of her pointed nipple cones and making slow, sensuous
rutting swivels with her hips -- her cunt was already so drenched with its
own flowing juices that she smeared the lubrication all over Sid's flat,
hard stomach.

   In spite of her inner heat, the passionate teacher controlled herself in
order to draw out the suspense, savoring the delay, the anticipation,
letting Sid swab her nipples with his tongue...

   "Slide your mouth down me now, darling," she urged huskily, pushing on
his shoulders.  "Kiss my tummy...  ah, yes, now lick it, lick!  Oh, oh God,
that's wonderful, it feels divine!  Now...  lick around my hot juicy pussy,
oh please, Sid!  Do it!  Taste me there -- my cuntlips first, then my
thighs -- oh, yes, you sweet boy!  Ah, that teasing is driving me wild, it
makes me want to fuck like anything!"

   "I love your mouth on my cunt!  Eat me out now!  Suck my cunt!  Lick and
suck: yes, push your tongue in deep, oh!  Oh, God in heaven -- it's, it,
uh! It's fantastic!  I love it!  It's wild!  Suck it, eat me!  Eat my cunt!
Suck on my hot juicy cunt, you mother fucking stud bastard!  Suck my cunt!"
Soon the waves of pleasure were storming through her madly pulsing
vagina!  Shrill screams of pleasure were torn from her throat as Sid sucked
at her juicy cuntlips before plunging his thick tongue deep into the hot
slit between the swollen, palpitating folds of genital flesh.  Raving,
Loretta locked her damp thighs fiercely around the boy's head and ground

her cunt up against his mouth and tongue in a fever.

   "Oh, God, I love it -- I love being sucked!  Eat it, darling!  Lick! 
Lick and suck!  Fuck me with that tongue...  ah, Christ, it's wonderful,
oh, Jesus, I think -- yes!  -- I'm coming!  Coming!  Good God!  Ah!"

   For a moment or two Sid was afraid he would be suffocated by her
convulsing quim as the screaming, thrashing teacher clawed at his bare back
with her nails and humped her overflowing cunt against his lips in a
frenzy.

   He had only gone down on one other girl in his life; his sister, while
her pussy had tasted sweet and hot, Loretta's greedily suctioning snatch
was a syrupy pit of liquid fire!  Her honeyed juices poured out of her in a
tiny flood, as orgasm after orgasm gripped her vaginal walls and squeezed
the proof of her ecstasy out of her like wine from a winepress.

   Suddenly she went rigid, clutching at his shoulders desperately, her
head thrown back...!

   "Fuck me, now!" she demanded breathlessly.  "Now, God damn it!  Now! 
Oh, God, shove it into me, every fucking inch of that prick, fuck me --
take me -- screw me shitless, I'll do anything, just give me that hot cock!
Oh, Christ!  I can't wait any longer, I've got to have it in me!  Your big
hot prick, I want it." Sid didn't need any further urging in his aroused
state.  He mounted the feverish Loretta at once, and she quickly seized and
guided his engorged cock between her slippery cuntlips.

   The mass of the burning rod pushing deep and savagely into her throbbing
twat set off the most intense feelings that Loretta had experienced yet:
sobbing and shrieking, she bit Sid's lips when he tried to kiss her and
raked her nails over his back.  His hips lunged, driving his prick in and
out of her greedy vagina in furious fucking thrusts.

   "Christ, Miss Gupichi!  What a juicy cunt you've got!  Oh, hell, it's so
tight and -- shit, I can't hold my load!  Fuck, it's too hot and tight, oh
God!"

   "Yes, shoot in me!" Loretta raved, tugging at his sweaty, disheveled
hair.  "Come!  Come in me!  Come inside my hot cunt now, now, oh right now!
Let me feel it spurting out into my pussy...  fuck me harder, make yourself
come, yes, yes, oh yes!"

   He was unable to hold back his impetuous ejaculation while her madly
aroused pussy muscles writhed and squeezed around his hard-on with demonic
energy, milking him dry.  Sid felt his jism being drained from his balls by
Loretta's silken-textured cunt.

   She pressed her heated breasts up against his chest and drove her tongue
deep into his mouth.  Deep moans of intense, lustful pleasure burst from
their kissing lips and filled the air as they came together.

   Long after Sid had gone limp inside her, she continued to clasp his
deflated cock in her fiery slit, fucking against his body in violent,
involuntary spasms.  Finally, she relaxed her grip on his organ and let it
slip out of her mushy slit.

   "Oh, God, how I needed that!" Loretta sobbed, pressing Sid's face down
on her perspiring breasts.  "I almost -- almost went out of my mind, I was
so horny, darling!  Jesus Christ!  Now listen, lover.  Run into my bedroom
and get my cigarettes from the table next to the bed, will you?  Then go
downstairs and get us something to drink.  There's a bottle of wine in the
refrigerator.  We can have a drink before we do it again.  There's no rush
now.  I just want us to...  to fuck and suck forever!"

   Loretta watched her lover get off the bed and leave the room, her eyes
devouring his powerfully muscled young body.  A hot, delicious glow
radiated from her still-pulsating cunt outward to every inch of her flushed
flesh.  For the first time in years, she felt truly relaxed.

   She moaned softly as she stroked her swollen pussylips and clit, feeling
how her aperture was flooded by the sticky wetness of Sid's fresh come.

   He returned with the wine and cigarettes, and for a few minutes Loretta
lay on the bed smoking and sipping a glass of the chilled wine.  Suddenly
she reached out to caress Sid's cock.

   "How was I to fuck?" she inquired lewdly, smiling at him.  "Compared to
girls your age, I mean?"

   "Terrific!  Honest, Miss Gupichi -- that was the greatest, uh, lay I
ever had," Sid replied truthfully.  "Are you -- um -- always like this? 
This wild?"

   "From now on, I am."

   Just before going to sleep he searched for his shirt.  His shirt was
lying in a lump on the side table.  In an attempt to grab his shirt, his
hand hit side table and a frame fell on the ground.  He picked the frame
and looked at the photo in the frame.  He was stunned.  That was the photo
of his father.

   "Whose photo is this?" he asked Loretta.

   She raised her head a little and looking at the photo said, "Husband's."