Message-ID: <59812asstr$1263532201@assm.asstr.org>
NNTP-Posting-Date: Wed, 13 Jan 2010 17:59:37 -0600
From: "AdultBookCovers.Net"<VintageAdultBooks@gmail.com>
Reply-To: VintageAdultBooks@gmail.com
Subject: {ASSM} Story:  LL-642 Sex Teacher by Michael Scott courtesy of AdultBookCovers.net 45814594
Lines: 3572
Date: Fri, 15 Jan 2010 00:10:01 -0500
Path: assm.asstr.org!not-for-mail
Approved: <assm@asstr.org>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d

Greetings All,

I am posting a number of stories that were originally published
during the
Golden Age of a Porn.  If you enjoy them then you may wish to
browse through our collection of nearly 3000 explicitly erotic
titles from the same era.   Our catalog is at the URL below:

http://www.adultbookcovers.net/x-cart/home.php

All of our ebooks come in Adobe Pdf  format the cover image is
included within the pdf file.

The vast majority of titles (over 99%) come with a cover scan and
all are priced at only $2.

Ebooks can be immediately downloaded once payment has been
submitted.  There is no shipping or handling cost.

We can accept payment via Visa, Mastercard and Discover Card.

Cheers,

V.A.B. vintageadultbooks@gmail.com
*****************************************************************
*******

LL-642 Sex Teacher by Michael Scott

Chapter 1
Boy Hungry

Lying completely nude on her bed, Angela Sutherland felt as
though her soft skin were on fire. From her fingertips to her
hot, swollen nipples down to her damp, smoldering cunt, every
voluptuously curved inch of her body tingled, the flesh seared by
a maddening, insistent internal heat.

She groped with trembling fingers for a cigarette from the pack
on the nightstand, and noticed the illuminated dial of her alarm
clock. It was three o'clock in the morning, the middle of another
sleepless, sexually frustrated night.

Angela thought about the thick ten-inch plastic vibrating dildo
in her dresser drawer and she sucked greedily on the cigarette --
she thought about the device and the temporary relief it could
give her. It had already deflowered her, technically speaking,
although she had never had sex with a man.

Then, inevitably, she thought about the man, or rather boy,
nearest to her in the lonely night, the one whose cock might do
the job. There was a healthy nineteen-year-old stud in the very
next bedroom.

"All these years", she whispered to herself in the dark bedroom.
"All these god damned lost, wasted years ... my whole tucking
life ... without sex, without a man ... a man! God -- how I
hunger for one now!"

And all she had to do to appease that raging hunger in her loins
was to get up, go down the hail, quietly enter the adjoining
bedroom, and get in bed beside the slumbering boy.

Well, it wouldn't be quite that simple, she feared. For one
thing, her frustration throughout her adult life had left Angela
feverishly aroused -- all the time, but especially at night, when
she was alone and in bed and an easy prey to horny,
pornographically abandoned thoughts.

She was a prim, respectable spinster -- a college teacher in this
small town on the California coast, about a hundred miles north
of Los Angeles. The swinging L.A. lifestyle hadn't penetrated as
far as this backwater community yet, and it might never get that
far.

In a conservative town the size of hers, word that she was
fucking a nineteen-year-old college student could spread like
wildfire, and her reputation, to say nothing of her job, would be
shot to hell.

The boy Angela wanted to ball was named Derek; he was nice,
well-mannered, and not loud or brash like most of the kids his
age she knew. Angela was obsessed with him, specifically with his
body and cock ... she could barely keep her eyes off his bulging
crotch ever since the afternoon she had rented him a room in her
house. Christ, he was hung!

He, in turn, had tried to keep his gaze off her lushly rounded
figure; but she knew he could see through her disguise -- and
that he liked what he saw! Even with her long dark hair prudishly
pulled back in a bun, and the shapeless sacklike dresses she
usually wore, the teacher couldn't hide her firm jutting breasts,
sexy ass, and elegantly tapered legs.

For the past eight years, Angela had spent virtually all of her
spare time caring for her invalid father. That was why she had
stayed in this small town, instead of trying to find a job at a
larger and more prestigious college.

Just two months ago, her father had passed away, leaving her
alone in the huge Victorian house in the middle of the town. And
then the long, hot, restless nights of fantasizing had gotten
worse.

The thirty-one-year-old Angela had taken her own virginity with
the dildo, then desperately and lustfully fucked herself to
exhaustion with it, night after night, for weeks on end ... but
she wanted something else to ease her loneliness.

She had two spare bedrooms, she realized, so why shouldn't she do
what many of her neighbors did and rent them out to some boarders
-- college kids?

The first person to answer the ad she'd put in the local paper
had been a drab middle-aged woman; Angela quickly told her the
rooms were already rented. One frustrated old maid on the
premises was already one too many!

Then her luck had changed for the better the afternoon Derek had
rung her bell and asked about the room. He was tall,
good-looking, sexy, just entering college -- already a man,
despite his youth. The horny teacher eagerly lowered the rent by
twenty dollars a months just to get him to take the room next to
hers!

Simply having him around the house was a turn-on for her; but it
wasn't long before Angela's body ached for her to realize her
lurid erotic fantasies, now that she had a suitable potential
partner.

Angela stubbed out her cigarette without finishing it. Nicotine
wasn't helping her any tonight. And sleep seemed impossible for
her now.

Nervously, she got up and walked naked down the hallway, passing
Derek's door. Her full breasts ached. Her nerve faltered, and she
retreated into the bathroom at the end of the corridor, staring
at herself in the full-length mirror there.

With her long shimmering hair down around her bare shoulders, she
reeked with sensuality; but she barely recognized the woman in
the mirror as herself.

Her wide brown eyes drank in the sight of her proudly erect,
creamy-skinned breasts, crowned with two large russet nipples --
her narrow waist -- her softly curved hips. The silken tangle of
her dark pubic hair was matted and gleaming with her excitement,
the lips of her pussy looked unusually turgid and dark-flushed,
and Angela had to fight an urge to start fine-fucking herself
right there in front of the well-lit mirror. She decided, why
cheat herself out of a potent young cock that was only a few
steps away, waiting for her?

"God, I want to fuck and suck!" the young woman whispered out
loud, the throbbing deep in her wet vagina becoming a wild jungle
rhythm of animalistic lusts. Her aching, trembling body felt ripe
for fucking -- to the point of bursting from the pressure after a
decade and more of frustration.

She was afraid, that if she bottled up her violent desires any
longer she would literally lose her mind! The sex madness would
consume her completely from deep within her body ... and make her
truly depraved, reckless, pleasure-hungry.

Her eyes suddenly blazed wide with decision. To hell with
small-town morality and the risks. To hell with her reputation
and her career! She was a woman like any other. She needed sex --
raw, hot, thrillingly satisfying sex, hour after hour, night
after night -- and she would risk anything and everything to get
it, and now.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Angela went directly to
the boy's bedroom, opened the door, walked in, and closed it
noiselessly after her.

Derek was lying underneath a thin cotton sheet in the warm,
sticky summer night; the bedroom was only half-dark because of a
street light outside the window, and Angela could see how the
sheet molded itself to Derek's muscular naked body, covering him
only from the waist down.

Panting with a mixture of terror and lustful hope, she sat on the
edge of his bed, slowly pulling the sheet down to expose his
crotch and thighs. His sleeping penis looked as thick as a
section of f ire-hose, sagging down between his thighs next to
two balls the size of eggs.

She reached out to touch it ...!

Derek's eyes blinked open.

"What the fuck -- ? Who're you?"

It took him ten or fifteen seconds to wake up completely and
recognize his landlady -- nude, her hair down and her lush
breasts dangling invitingly. For a few seconds longer, Derek felt
sure he was having an unusually vivid and enjoyable wet dream.

Christ, what a knockout of a cunt! his dazed mind registered,
tingling with lascivious appreciation. Then he felt her cool
fingers tremulously running along his thick, soft cockshaft,
which stirred in response ... this was definitely no dream!

"Ms. Sutherland!" he gasped, scandalized.

"Yes, it's me, Derek. I'm here because I -- I need it," Angela
whispered desperately. "God, I need your hot cock in me so badly
I could die from wanting it, Derek! It's been so long, so damned
long, and I want to have sex so much it hurts! Oh, God -- fuck
me, Derek! Fuck me with your big cock, I want it so bad!"

Moaning, she hovered over his thighs and pressed his fat burning
prick up between her breasts. Wild tremors of excitement raced
through her flesh and his cock jerked, began to swell into
erection, then quivered and pulsed in the valley between her
boobs with fierce, throbbing eagerness.

Even though she'd anticipated it, or rather hoped for it to turn
out this way, Angela was amazed by the speed of his response. 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, Ms. Sutherland! Shit! Suck it -- Jesus, suck it for
me!" Derek exclaimed.

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

The teacher had never gone down on a man in her life, let alone
been screwed; in the years before her father became an invalid,
totally dependent upon her, her job hadn't offered her many
opportunities for dates. That, besides her natural shyness, had
reduced her sex life to zero except for masturbation.

After a few weeks with the dildo, however, the tight lid of
repression had been blown off her inhibitions for good, and now
Angela sucked the boy's powerful young prick with feverish
delight, raping her throat with his cockhead and actually choking
herself in her reckless determination to master the art of
fellatio and deep-throating immediately, by simple trial and
error. She licked and squeezed his swollen, lemonlike balls,
while whimpering passionately for his boiling load of come to be
blasted into her mouth.

During her years as a teacher, Angela had raided the campus
library and systematically devoured every book, pamphlet, and
magazine article she could find about sex. Simultaneously, her
own private collection of both scientific works on human
sexuality and outright smut had grown and grown.

Angela had absorbed it all, information and myth alike, with an
open mind and insatiable curiosity. She had vividly imagined
herself fucking as she read and re-read all the books, especially
the ones about oral sex.

As a result, the spinster teacher knew hundreds of wanton tricks
-- at least in theory. She knew how she could prevent Derek's
massive cock from unloading too soon; she could give him a
prolonged and expert blow job that would remain the most
unforgettable erotic experience of his life.

But, at this wild moment, nothing else mattered to her except
having him shoot off his burning jism into her madly sucking
mouth and gulping throat, so that she could finally find out
exactly what it felt and tasted like to swallow a man's sperm.

Angela knew, too, 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 ...!

"Jesus, Ms. Sutherland! Christ! What a blow job! Suck it, baby!
Uh!" Derek grunted, thrashing and writhing on the bed. "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 Derek'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, Derek spurted his rich fiery
cream into Angela's waiting mouth, in great salty gushes ... she
swallowed the thick come with a ravenous greed once she got her
first taste of its pungency, feeling the semen tingle her tongue
and sear her throat.

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

Chapter 2
Private Lessons

"Hot damn!" Derek groaned. "That was something else, Ms.
Sutherland! 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 Angela Sutherland had just displayed. She straightened up,
her luscious breasts swaying, her eyes hot with lust ... Derek
still found it hard to believe that this utterly sexual creature
could be his dowdy, prim landlady -- and his disbelief grew,
along with his erection, as he heard her speak:

"That was wonderful, Derek," Angela 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, Derek? I want
sex! All kinds of sex! Everything! I'm hot, damn it!"

Hot hardly seemed like an adequate word for it! Angela 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, Derek," 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 Derek'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 Derek swab her nipples with his tongue
... she had read more than enough about cunnilingus, but she had
never actually had her pussy eaten. Would Derek be sophisticated
enough to want to give it a try?

"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, Derek! 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, uhl 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!"

No amount of book learning and theory had prepared the
sex-starved virgin for the shattering cataclysmic thrills now
storming through her madly pulsing vagina! Shrill screams of
pleasure were torn from her throat as Derek sucked at her juicy
cuntlips before plunging his thick tongue deep into the hot slit
between the swollen, palpitating folds of genital flesh. Raving,
Angela 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! AhI"

For a moment or two Derek 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; and, while
her pussy had tasted sweet and hot, Angela'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."

Derek didn't need any further urging in his aroused state. He
mounted the feverish Angela 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 Angela had
experienced yet: sobbing and shrieking, she bit Derek'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, Ms. Sutherland! 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!" Angela 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. Derek felt his jism
being drained from his balls by Angela'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 Derek 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!" Angela sobbed, pressing Derek'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!"

Angela 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
Derek's fresh come.

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

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

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

"From now on, I am."

She felt as though she would never be able to screw enough now to
make up for the sterile, wasted years -- but nothing was going to
stop her from trying her damnedest to make up for lost time, not
after this first thrilling blow job and fuck. Her first fuck,
after wanting it for fifteen or sixteen years! Her first fuck --
but not last!

Day after day on campus, she had secretly eyed the handsomer
young male students, her eyes focusing instinctively on the
thick, promising bulges in their tight jeans. She'd been
tormented by the most obscene fantasies imaginable!

A woman couldn't bottle up her most basic, healthy sex instincts
for so long without something exploding from the strain ...
Derek, Angela knew with a sense of both fear and excitement, was
only the beginning for her.

She'd been furtively observing the more attractive young girls
lately, too -- drinking in their pert, budding little tits and
boyishly curved asses and smooth, tanned thighs.

As the aloof Ms. Sutherland sat behind her desk in class, a
businesslike expression on her face, she imagined orgies of
appalling perversity -- half a dozen young men presenting their
pricks to her to suck on in succession, as she eagerly blew them
and gulped down their hot come.

And then the lesbian fantasies would begin, too: Angela would
picture herself nude, holding an innocent eighteen-year-old
virgin in her lap, finger-fucking her wantonly before burying her
greedy mouth in the girl's luscious little pussy and making her
come with her tongue.

God, if only the self-righteous citizens of the town and her
stuffy fellow faculty members knew -- or even suspected! -- the
depraved orgies that went on in her mind hour after hour, each
more obscene than the last! They wouldn't just run her out of
town -- they'd probably lynch her as an active menace to society!

Too long, Angela meditated sadly. I waited too long! All the time
she had told herself that of course she would never think of
acting out her bizarre fantasies. But now that she had taken the
first decisive step she knew there could be no turning back ...
for years she'd felt like a seething volcano; now the volcano was
erupting, and no power on earth could stop it from spurting its
pent-up lava all over the place.

Her thoughts returned to the reality of the moment, to the boy's
prick stiffening in her caressing fingers. Quickly, Angela
slipped down between his thighs and began lavishing another
teasing, lascivious blow job on Derek's cock.

But this time, she decided, she wouldn't let him come in her
mouth. She wanted every solid, searing inch of his endowment
jammed up her cunt again. She suspected that her tender vagina,
unused to fucking, would be slightly sore when Derek's thick
cockshaft penetrated it this second time. Taking him again so
soon after their first fuck might even hurt like hell. But even
pain was something she now wanted to experience, as long as it
was the pain of intercourse, as long as it was connected in some
way to sex!

Chapter 3
Teacher's Pet

Angela grasped the base of Derek's hard-on between her thumb and
forefinger, knowing from her reading that pressure applied in
this way would keep him from ejaculating almost indefinitely.

Then she flicked her wet tongue rapidly across the crown on his
penis, making him grunt with pleasure, before she dipped her head
down to lick and suck his hairy balls. She grasped one large
testicle in her mouth and whirled her hot tongue around it, while
she rubbed her warm palm in circles over his agitated cockhead.

"Oh, shit--that's wild, Ms. Sutherland!" Derek exclaimed.

Filled with pride at her erotic skill, the moaning teacher
explored his cock with her lips and tongue, trying out some of
the other oral techniques she'd read about. She ran her tongue
along the underside of his dick, knowing how sensitive that area
of the male anatomy was; then she grasped his throbbing shaft in
her lips and raked her teeth cautiously across it.

Potent, compelling erotic curiosity filled Angela's mind as she
sucked Derek ... if a hotly pulsating prick felt so exciting
plunged into her mouth and her pussy, what would it be like to go
down on a beautiful young girl instead?

Angela would work herself up into a froth of lust before actually
ravishing the girl with her fingers and her mouth; and then,
she'd picture herself locked into a passionate sixty-nine with
her partner, both women coming deliriously in each other's
sucking mouths.

But these were only fantasies, unfortunately -- wild, impossible
fantasies springing to life from the fertile soil of her
prolonged sexual frustration.

Angela quickly flashed back to reality again when Derek cried,
"Jesus! Oh, shit, Ms. Sutherland -- you're driving me right up
the fucking wall! Your hot mouth on my cock -- uh, it feels so
fucking good!"

She gripped his surging meat tightly in her fist to hold back his
hot load. Then, moaning, Angela sucked his huge hard rod with
slow, teasing lips.

Angela flattered herself that she knew about every erotic trick
in book, and all she need to do now was to turn basic theory into
the raw, naked reality of uninhibited sexual activity.

Derek's mammoth prick pounded with blood. Angela gave it a final
lingering suck -- a hot, wet kiss on the tip of his tool that
made him suck in his breath with astonishment and pleasure. Then
she sat up, her own blood burning with perverse excitement.

"You just lie there, darling," she told her lover, "and I'll do
all the work. I just have to feel your big dick inside me again
before the night's over ... only, this time, I want to sit on it!
I can't wait to find out what that feels like!"

She sat astride his hips, kneeling upright with a leg folded on
either side of his body. If she hadn't been gripping his cock so
tightly, Derek would have ejaculated then and there, simply from
looking at her sensual nakedness poised over his.

Jesus, the boy thought, what a woman! Between her fiery mouth and
tight, juicy pussy, he found himself wondering what she could
possibly spring on him as an encore, what could possibly top what
they had already experienced together tonight.

The madly aroused teacher quickly showed him that her sexual
repertory was by no means exhausted! She plunged the swollen tip
of his cock between her slippery cuntlips, moaning happily at the
reestablished genital contact as she wet the knob thoroughly with
her own vaginal juices.

Then, taking a deep breath, she positioned the head of his prick
squarely against her aching vaginal opening. She knew that the
reinsertion was going to be painful at first, but she also knew
from her extensive reading on the subject that her tender cunt
would quickly learn to adjust itself to the bulk of a cockshaft
and would eventually crave the intense stimulation it could
provide her.

She pushed her body down in one violent thrust before she could
change her mind ... for a moment Angela almost fainted from the
sheer pleasure of the sudden, penetration!

"AhI Oh, oh Christ, I love its, shit, it's great! Oh, it's
burning me -- God!" She thought she could feel his gigantic
cockhead pressing up into the very pit of his stomach from below,
pleasing her body: his long, throbbing fuck tool was thrust up
into her narrow, protesting vagina like a burning-hot poker,
searing her cuntal muscles with its lustful bulk.

Angela held on, though, only whimpering and squirming her thighs
around the thick, impaling cockshaft, unable to catch enough
breath to shriek her passion out to the world. She might have
been imprudent in taking that big prick again so soon, but she
was determined not to complain.

"Jesus, that's hot!" Derek exclaimed in disbelief. "I thought
your cunt was hot the first time we fucked, but now it's really
burning around my prick! Oh, that's really nice, Ms. Sutherland!
Shit, yeah -- it, uh God yeah, it's wet and hot and tight in
there!"

Her vagina churned desperately around him, exerting and intense
friction against the shaft of his rigid organ. Derek gasped with
lust as he reached up to squeeze her dangling breasts. Angela
pressed his fingers tightly against the trembling mounds,
sobbing, urging him mutely to caress her sensitive nipples and
keep her sufficiently turned on to forget the pain in her cunt.
Then, emitting sharp, breathless gasps, she began to move her
pussy cautiously up and down on his thick cockshaft, fucking
herself with it.

"Ah! It's -- not bad -- not bad at all, it still burns, but --
Jesus! -- it burns good!" she groaned ecstatically. "Oh, fuck!
It's not bad at all, I think I like being fucked when my cunt is
sore! Yes! Do it! Fuck me! Fuck me hard, fuck my cunt as hard and
as deep as you can, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it ... fuck that cunt
... I'm so damn horny ... fuck my twat, I'm getting twice as hot
as I was before! Christ!"

Already the sex-starved spinster felt ripples of pleasure
mingling with her doubts. She recognized that her body was making
the transition from doubt to pleasure rapidly, and that it could
be dangerous to go on indulging these more bizarre fantasies
because they would urge her to seek out newer and even more
frequent thrills ... but she knew, too, that she loved it, loved
the pressure of the massive young cock jammed up her cunt ...
being fucked so thoroughly was sheer ecstasy after so many years
of lustful delight.

"Jesus, your box feels hot and tight!" gasped Derek, cupping
Angela's large, soft breasts in his hands. "It's wild, Ms.
Sutherland -- come on, work it, screw your hot pussy around my
cock, please, fuck my cock for me! Your cunt is just wild, lady!
Wild!"

His obscene praise encouraged Angela to throw herself completely
into the act. Angela darted one hand down and found her hot,
swollen clitoris as she gyrated and ground her cunt around his
cock-shaft. She began toying with her burning clit and fingering
her cuntlips to ease the discomfort as she rode Derek's prick.

After a moment, she forced two fingers all the way up inside her
frothing pussy next to his shaft, and plunged them in and out of
herself, faster and faster, tickling his penis, as she pumped her
impaled slit up and down on it in a frenzy of lust.

"I love it!" she screamed. "Ah, Christ, it's agony, pure fucking
heavenly agony, you son of a bitching stud! Fuck my cunt hard,
Derek, fuck it, fuck it! Oh, how your big prick burns and
stretches me wide open as it screws me shitless up my cunt!"

Another strong orgasmic spasm began to shudder through her loins,
spreading from her womb outward to her clit ... she fell forward
on top of the boy, furiously grinding her breasts against his
chest and sinking her teeth into his bare shoulder in her frantic
passion.

"Coming, you cunt!" Derek groaned, his balls beginning to empty
themselves in helpless capitulation before her relentless sexual
assault.

Her hips squirmed madly now, her tight hot vaginal muscles
begging to receive his come ... Angela managed to force a third
finger inside her dripping, spasming cunt, screaming with
pleasure as this extra pressure accelerated her fucker's orgasm
and Derek's searing fluids stung deep into her pussy.

She came around not only his prick, but her own fucking fingers,
a moment later -- her entire body wracked by violent convulsions,
hot pussy juice streaming down her buried fingers, while her
stuffed and flooded vagina thrilled to the sensation of a cock
going off inside it for the second tine that night.

"Oh, God -- I won't be able to fuck for a week after this!" she
sobbed as she gingerly raised herself to free her cunt from his
cock, then slid off Derek's body and rolled beside him. "But it
was worth it! God, was it ever worth it! I could learn to crave
that cock of yours, honey: to beg for it ... I never knew that
anything could feel as good as your big prick inside me, fucking
my cunt, shooting off inside me and making me come!"

Every inch of her ripe, sweating body tingled intensely from deep
within, as if she were truly alive for the first time that she
could remember.

For one frightening moment Angela wondered whether she would ever
be able to get enough sex to satisfy her now that she'd tasted
its pleasures ... all the while, her hand, wet with her own
juices, continued to play with Derek's limp cock, hefting and
squeezing and stroking it, constantly seeking to arouse him
again.

Two long, strenuous hours later, Derek was fast asleep -- quite
literally fucked out. Beside him, Angela, still nude, sipped wine
and smoked, feeling exhausted but not particularly in need of
sleep.

Outside the window, dawn was breaking, a faint warm pink. Angela
sighed, feeling like a sixteen-year-old girl again. She was
discovering sex, at age thirty-one, and it had rejuvenated her.
Even as she smoked, she stretched out her free hand to fondle the
boy's spent prick; but she did it unthinkingly, her mind busy
turning over various obscene possibilities for the immediate
future.

In a small town like this, sheltered on the Californian coast
away from the large urban centers, the boys and girls who
enrolled in her classes were tanned and healthy, but
fundamentally innocent. Angela knew that they smoked grass and
drank beer, but in a naive, experimental way.

She saw them on campus all day long -- readily available. She
knew many of them by their first names, and more than once she
had gone down on all of them, male and female alike, in her
depraved imagination. She would eagerly let the ruggedly-built
boys mount her in a gang-bang afterward, and then crouch
lustfully over the girls' sweet, fresh young twats ... but these
were only exciting fantasies.

Her body fairly hummed with sexual energy, her soaked cunt still
softly pulsating with satisfaction. Angela began to wonder
whether she could start making out on a large scale, after all,
without compromising herself in the uptight community.

The teenagers were all so innocent and captivating -- so easy,
really, to seduce. She had read a great deal about adolescent
psychology. Just press the right buttons, and the hormones would
start to flow!

Derek's cock began to stir while he slept, and, automatically,
Angela jerked it in her warm fist, watching it rise and swell
with gleaming eyes. She had at least ten years of gnawing
frustration to make up for, and a hell of a lot of exploring to
do, with both boys and girls ... but why take dangerous chances
at school, as long as she had this handsome, willing, and more
than able boy with his beautiful cock right here in her home
every night? And there was another empty room she could rent. Why
take foolhardy risks when she could play it safe?

Moaning happily, Angela pressed her hot, swollen breasts to
either side of Derek's bristling hard-on. He was still
half-asleep as she began to fuck him with her voluptuous bare
breasts, using both hands to press and rub her soft flesh around
his long, thick tool.

"In my cunt, Derek. Don't waste it outside, fire your load into
me."

Ever willing to please, Derek switched positions, keeping himself
on edge by jerking off as he moved to the new position. In less
than three minutes, he was firing her load into her pussy.

She was excited -- but, with each new sexual adventure she
enjoyed, she craved another, even wilder. She longed to
experience an endless succession of thrills.

Derek fell asleep again almost at once, but Angela remained wide
awake, vibrating from head to foot with sheer erotic energy. She
tasted his warm creamy come in her mouth, thinking ... yes, she
would play it safe from now on and not jeopardize her new
fulfillment now that she'd found it.

She had this gorgeous young stud to service her raging lusts in
the bedroom right next to hers every night, and a spare bedroom
to rent. All she wanted now was a nice young college girl to take
the other room.

Such a girl needn't be beautiful in order to turn Angela on --
just well-stacked, or at least with sexy features, especially her
mouth. And willing, of course -- she'd have to be very willing
and eager. As eagerly as Derek had eaten her hot pussy, Angela
was sure that another woman would do it even more efficiently
once she was taught lesbian lovemaking techniques.

A fierce new excitement surged through her bloodstream. A woman
could play an almost endless number of kinky sex games with a
handsome, superbly endowed young boy and a pretty, bisexual girl.
She would be able to watch them having sex with each other,
direct the action, then participate in it herself -- she would
explore everything, suck and suck with insatiable delight after
all the restless, lonely nights of despair.

Even if she had to maintain her cool, aloof, utterly respectable
image at work, she could play the whore, or any other role she
wanted, in the privacy of her own home. Sexy clothes and
lingerie, makeup, and sex toys could be obtained to increase the
fun make her fantasy life even more vivid and exciting as she
acted out all of her most depraved desires.

Deep down, Angela was sure, every woman in her right mind
thirsted for total sexual liberation, longed to be a slut if only
for one night, an unashamed, totally sexual creature, giving in
to every lustful impulse and whim.

And now Angela could do that every night. All she had to do was
keep her composure at the college and resist temptation during
the days. It wouldn't be difficult at all, she thought, not
considering the rewards.

But even then, the passionately awakened teacher knew that she
was telling herself a damned lie. The thrill of taking sexual
risks was just too great, and she'd probably give in to it again
... very soon.

Chapter 4
Jock Itch

As she sat in her office thinking about the night before,
somehow, the risk of making a pass at a student didn't seem
important any longer. Her long, arduous, deliriously satisfying
fuck session with Derek in the early hours of the morning had
blown the cap off Angela's inhibitions for good, and her newly
liberated obscene imagination was running wild! There wasn't
anything she didn't feel ready to do, no matter how risky it
might be! She'd sacrifice anything for sex now that she'd tasted
its forbidden pleasures!

But, in spite of her constantly throbbing vagina and erotic hot
flashes, Angela knew the hazards of trying to seduce a young girl
in, say, her office on campus after class hours ... a woman
simply didn't make a lesbian pass in the hope of sucking off and
masturbating to orgasm some virginal coed, not in a conservative
small town like this hole.

The same act with a boy carried less risk, because, although he
might boast to his friends about getting laid by an older woman,
he was highly unlikely to have some sort of stupid guilt reaction
afterward, as a girl might, and run to his parents to complain.

And, Angela had to admit to herself, for all her curiosity about
lesbian sexual practices, she had a greater, ever-growing
curiosity about cocks. She knew they came in various sizes and
shapes and degrees of potency and staying power; but she'd seen
and had so few that she wondered now whether they all tasted
alike -- hot and male and exploding with sexual power. She
wondered if all men's semen tasted salty and pungent, and if they
all had swollen purplish veins running along their hardened
shafts ...?

"God, but I'm horny!"

She looked around quickly, her face burning, at the sound of her
own whisper, shocked that she'd actually said it out loud. Was
she losing all control over her libido? Saying things like that
was appallingly dangerous.

Maybe so, shrieked her sex-starved mind. But you do want to be
lucked again -- soon! You're so horny you can't wait until
tonight to get it!

Angela shuddered as she stood up, left the classroom, and walked
briskly toward her office, which was in the same building. Her
full breasts felt clammy with excitement against the cups of her
brassiere and the crotchpiece of her panties was soaked through
with the wet proof of her eagerness.

In the hallway outside her office, she found one of her students
lounging against the wall, obviously waiting for her. His name
was Jeff; he was about twenty, a football player who'd come to
her for such conferences once or twice before, asking her
questions about the assigned reading material, or seeking her
advice on term papers and the like.

He had a ruggedly handsome face, and tonight, as he slouched
against the wall, Angela couldn't help noticing the massive bulge
jutting out from the crotch of his tight faded jeans. Jeff wasn't
terribly bright, she knew, but was a nice kid -- and, judging
from the lump in his pants, his cock would be immense once it was
fully hard!

And what else mattered? Angela's lewd imagination leered at her
as Jeff greeted her with clumsy macho shyness.

But ... could a boy that age, one of her own students, be trusted
to keep his mouth shut, if she let him fuck her? Angela had no
way of knowing for sure. But the moment she laid eyes on the
young jock, she realized that she was so hot to trot that she no
longer gave a damn whether the stud could be trusted or not! She
was so desperate for sex she believed she could screw a dog if
one wandered in off the street!

"Oh, hi, Ms. Sutherland ... do you have a minute?"

With his blond good looks and fine body, the football star
undoubtedly had plenty of girls chasing after him, all but
begging him to screw them, Angela thought ... but tonight she
would teach him the difference between a girl -- and a woman!

"Of course I do, Jeff," she purred. "I always have time for a
good student like you."

The shapely brunette felt her knees wobbling as she went over to
unlock her office door. All she had to do if she wanted to play
it safe would be to confine her erotic activities to Derek, in
her own house. His hot, ever-ready young stud cock should be
enough to satisfy the most passionate, abandoned woman's lusts.

But, after so many years of self-imposed frustration, Angela
wasn't just passionate -- she was ravenous, rapidly approaching
the point of virtual insatiability. The risk was half the thrill,
a kind of perverse challenge that drove her on to further
excesses with a relentless, lustful power that obliterated her
own will.

"Come inside, Jeff," she invited him in a gasp.

He followed her into her office, and she turned on her desk lamp.
Nervously, Angela seated herself on the sofa instead of behind
the desk, and lit a cigarette. Glancing at the student's massive
crotch, she knew there was nothing that would stop her from
enjoying his body now, no matter what the risk.

"Sit down here," she instructed him huskily, patting the cushions
beside her. "I want to have a little talk with you, Jeff."

Puzzled by her behavior, the twenty-year-old stud eased himself
down onto the cushions. He hoped she wasn't going to tell him
that he was flunking her course! So far, the thought of sex was
farthest from his mind -- not with his aloof, respectable,
prudish teacher!

Angela spoke as she took off her glasses and uncoiled her hair
from its tight chignon: "I know that you've been worried about
your grades, Jeff. But don't be. You'll pass my course, if you
keep on working as hard as you have been for me up to now. You
may even end up making out better than you imagine. But right now
there's something more important than all that, that I want to
discuss with you ..."

Jeff felt a sharp prickle in his long, thick cock. She looked
startlingly different now, with her glasses gone and her hair
down -- strikingly beautiful, and very sexy. Her eyes were large
and luminous, burning into him with a strange intensity,
transmitting an unmistakable if shockingly unexpected message.
Jesus Christ -- Ms. Sutherland had the hots for him!

"Intelligence isn't everything, Jeff," Angela whispered, putting
a hand on his upper thigh and rubbing her fingertips slowly
toward the swell made by his prick. "Being a man is even more
important ... we both know a lot of arrogant twerps with brains
on this campus, but they're not all real men, are they? Not where
it counts, anyway ... I think you're a man already, though, Jeff.
And I want you to prove it to me!"

The football player gulped nervously. "P-Prove it to you?"
Ordinarily, he went about seducing a girl by simply taking her to
a drive-in movie or to the woods outside of town, necking with
her and then trying to get into her pants -- and, if he was
successful, just shoving it into her and balling away.

But this was no dumb chick; this was a lady -- a tall,
long-legged, sophisticated woman who made the giggling
football-team groupies on campus look asinine by comparison. And
she wanted him to prove he was a man?

"Yes, prove it to me," she repeated in a sultry voice, as though
she'd read his thoughts. She leaned closer and rubbed her hand
boldly over his crotch, making his massive young cock leap
instantly in response to the pressure.

"Pull down your pants," Angela whispered lewdly, her face
suddenly contorted with demanding lust. "Show me your big cock
and I'll give you the best blow job you'll ever have in your
life, Jeff!"

Chapter 5
Physical Education

Jeff's mouth fell open in shock. Angela had already deftly
unzipped his fly and was groping eagerly for his rod. Angela
pulled it out into the open with a low hissing exhalation of
pleasure and anticipation, and Jeff watched her in amazement as
she wet her lips with lewd excitement and jerked his meat gently
in her warm, grasping fist.

"Oh, God, it's a real beauty, Jeff!" she exclaimed. "You are a
man, aren't you, darling? Be honest with me -- when was the last
time you got laid?"

If he hadn't been so startled by the whole situation, Jeff might
well have shot off in her hand that very moment from sheer
nervous excitement. Angela continued to play wantonly with his
prick while she rolled up her skirt with her other hand and began
to push her panties down to her knees. His eyes immediately went
down to her creamy thighs and the pink, glistening slit of her
exposed cunt, and he swallowed hard.

"I said," Angela feverishly murmured, when was the last time you
had sex? And who with? Who did you fuck? When? How? Tell me!"

The fiercely aroused woman unbuckled his belt and pushed his
jeans down as she waited for him to reply. Angela had yearned to
have sex in exactly this hasty, furtive way -- a real "zipless
fuck" -- many times in her vivid imagination.

She was half-stripped, naked from the waist down, and already
felt deliciously depraved and guilty, as if she were fucking some
stranger on the spur of the moment, not a boy she knew, if indeed
only casually. It was a lascivious scenario that aroused her
incredibly, one that she simply had to follow through with now
that she'd begun it.

She wanted all the details from her humpy young victim -- the
lurid highlights of his last sexual episode, as though she could
make up for her years of sexual starvation by listening to this
stud's lustful exploits with horny young girls.

"Last week," Jeff finally got out. "Last Tuesday night!"

"You fucked a girl then?" Angela demanded crudely.

"Yeah ... I guess I fucked her good!"

"What was she like?" Angela urged wildly, dropping to her knees
between Jeff's thighs. She had both her hands around his turgid
penis, and her eyes fixed smolderingly on the single milky drop
of semen oozing out the slit in his crimson cockhead ... she
watched the drop swell bigger and bigger, holding her breath in
an agony of erotic suspense.

"She was okay, I guess," Jeff gasped, sounding infinitely more
casual about it than he felt. He'd never been to a whorehouse,
but he was sure that it couldn't possibly be any better than
this!

Jesus, his cool, elegant teacher was acting like the hottest
piece of slut ass he'd ever fantasized about while masturbating!
Once she let her hair -- and her panties! -- down, she was
dynamite! She was making soft, cooing sounds as she tenderly
stroked his prick in her hands. Her wet, sensuous mouth,
breathing hard, edged closer to the knob of his cock.

"What was her cunt like?" she asked brazenly. "Hot and luscious?
really tight -- or good and slippery, all wet with her fuck
juices? Did you screw her? Or did she blow you? Did she suck your
cock and swallow down all your hot come?"

Angela used the obscene expressions with calculated effect,
feeling a sharp thrill go through her pussy as the boy's gigantic
cock grew even harder in her fingers and pulsed with desire. The
creamy drop of sperm oozing out of the slit was large now, but so
thick it didn't drip down the shaft. Eagerly, Angela flicked out
her tongue and licked it up. Jeff groaned as her agile tongue
swabbed his penis!

"She was -- she was pretty fucking hot, Ms. Sutherland!" he
grunted. "She, uh, she went down on me a little bit, but she
wouldn't let me fuck her throat or come in her mouth."

"Dumb bitch ... do you want to come in my mouth?" Angela asked
quickly.

Tantalizing him, she swabbed her wet tongue around his throbbing
cockhead, then dipped her head lower and kissed his large, hairy
balls, using her tongue-tip to tickle them. She had already
gotten him so hot she knew she could get him to gush a torrent of
potent young sperm into her mouth in less than a minute.

"Yeah, sure!" Jeff grunted.

A moment later he gasped as she hungrily seized almost five
inches of his solid, pounding prickshaft in her mouth and began
to suck it. She jerked his ramrod back and forth and whipped her
mouth back and forth over it in a frenzied tempo.

Her pent-up lust erupted with total abandon, but even in her
uncontrollable passion, the lust-inspired teacher was comparing,
calculating, and savoring every burning inch of the hot young
cock in her mouth. Jeff's was definitely bigger than Derek's, she
decided. He was a bull, with balls the size of two small
grape-fruits!

No slow, dreamy, coaxing blow job would do for this stud, Angela
decided, even if she was in the mood to take her time and make it
last -- no, she wanted his boiling come in her mouth and throat
fast, stinging her tongue and burning her stomach! Then -- once
she had successfully blunted the edge of his lust -- she could
make love to his blood-engorged bludgeon at her leisure, until
she fainted from coming so many times, if she chose.

Jeff, an athletic type, was never much for words: he merely
groaned and gasped, and held her head firmly in his huge hands,
as he fucked her hot mouth and yielding throat with horny
eagerness, thrill after electrifying thrill rushing through his
hard, throbbing dick. Angela fed upon it furiously, barely able
to keep her fingers around the thick base of it because she had
stuffed so much of it inside her yawning lips.

"Coming!" Jeff grunted loudly. "Oh, lady -- that's so hot and
wild! I'm going to! I'm coming! Take it, I'm coming -- ah, shit
yeah!"

Low, wanton sounds emerged from Angela's throat the moment Jeff
began to spurt and fuel her lust with his liquid potency. For
almost a full minute he shot off into her frantically sucking
mouth; and, gulping greedily and not a little desperately, Angela
took it all, even though she thought at first she might choke on
the salty flood as she pumped her lips passionately up and down
on the emptying cockshaft. Limp, his huge prick still filled her
warm mouth completely.

Panting, the teacher straddled Jeff's hips as she sat on the
couch, facing him. She lewdly rubbed her hot, wet cunt over his
cock while she cupped and hefted his balls. Using words as well
as the physical stimulation of her wet, throbbing pussy, she got
Jeff hard again in less than a minute.

"I love your big hot cock, Jeff," she whispered, snaking her
tongue around inside his ear. "I bet you just drive those juicy
little pussies crazy with it, don't you, stud? What's the
youngest cunt you've ever plugged -- sixteen, seventeen? Was she
tight and hot? Tell me!"

Whoever this hot-breasted, madly-aroused and fantastically sexual
nymphomaniac was, Jeff knew it couldn't be Ms. Sutherland, his
teacher! She looked completely different, behaved differently,
and, in fact, made his favorite pieces of ass to date seem
virginal and lifeless by comparison.

Maybe she was a schizo, Jeff speculated ... he didn't know the
exact meaning of the term, but vaguely associated it with having
a split personality. His cock swelled up hard and boiled inside
with lust in seconds; but still Angela teased him, rubbing his
knob with diabolical slowness against her wet, slippery cuntlips.

"She was eighteen," Jeff stammered, slipping his hands under
Angela's blouse to knead her ripe pear-shaped breasts. "Her pussy
felt pretty tight, Ms. Sutherland, but -- so help me God! -- she
wasn't half as hot as you are! Oh, shit, that's good! Hey, that's
-- uh!--that's some real hot juicy pussy you've got there, all
right--oh, hell!"

The moaning teacher had suddenly caught him by surprise, sliding
her juiced-up cunt down on his cockshaft almost to the hilt in
one lunge!

Angela let out a most unlady-like yelp of mingled pleasure and
joy -- his prick-shaft felt like a heated baseball bat rammed up
into her tender slit! -- but quickly, as her hot pussy fluids
began to flow freely around its bulk, the sobbing woman began to
fuck her twenty-year-old, well-hung stud in earnest, riding his
cock with gloating delight.

She sucked in her breath as she swung her cock-engorged cunt to
and fro in wide, lubricious circles, feeling Jeff's thick tool
rub against every inch of her heatedly suctioning pussy.

Then she shifted to a rapid back-and-forth hunching and jerking
of her hips, screaming with passion as his massive instrument
gouged out her tight vagina mercilessly. Accompanying every hot
thrill was that same delicious, guilty sense of urgency, as
though the two of them might be caught fucking so shamelessly any
second and so would have to take their pleasure as quickly as
they could.

His brawny hands still groped her swollen, heaving breasts
beneath her blouse -- Jeff was used to petite, just-budding tits,
and thought that Angela's more mature mounds felt like two
overripe melons in his fingers. Her nipples burned against his
sweaty palms, and her steadily oozing cunt gripped his prick
savagely as she clawed at his back and muttered incoherently:

"Oh! Ah! Love young cock, young pricks!" Angela cried. "Love to
fuck, baby! Yes, yes, oh God yes, fuck me, yes! I'm going to
fucking come! Oh, shit! Yes! I'm starting to, I'm starting to
come -- oh God, oh Christ, so fucking good! I can't stop it, I'm
coming like crazy, oh fucking Jesus Christ I love it, I love it,
God damn it, I love to tuck!"

Angela pumped her soaked cunt violently up and down on Jeff's
colossal column of steely flesh as she made loud, obscene moans
and cries. Her vagina tightened up almost instantly, then spasmed
in fiery orgasmic throes.

Since the night before, she had discovered that each orgasm
seemed to be more complete, more thrilling and satisfying, than
the last ... each mad, abandoned fucking session was more
shattering and made her sex-starved cunt want more of the same!
God, was there no end to her newfound depravity, to her lust for
sex?

"Still coming!" she screamed, exulting in her responses. "Christ,
yes!"

"Me, too!" Jeff groaned, as his prick exploded inside her
ferociously spasming vaginal muscles.

Her sweating ass cheeks slapped loudly against his thighs as she
rode him through her orgasm, screaming hysterically with bliss;
Angela gasped, her entire body writhing and shuddering as Jeff's
come spurted hot and generously deep into her pussy. Long after
the boy had stopped ejaculating, the moaning, shivering teacher.
flexed her glutted cunt around his deflating penis and caressed
him with frantic, restless fingers.

"How was it?" she asked hoarsely as soon as she could draw a full
breath. "How do I stack up against your eighteen-year-old slut
girlfriends, Jeff? Am I a good fuck? How did my pussy feel around
your prick? was it nice and hot and juicy to fuck into?"

"Shit, yes! You were fantastic!" Jeff blurted out, still gasping
for breath himself.

She was sated -- for the moment! Once again she felt reassured --
womanly, completely feminine: orgasmic and sexual.

Chapter 6
Erotic Aftershocks

Jeff had fucked Angela to orgasm like a rutting young bull. But,
with a deep sigh, the trembling college teacher realized that her
satisfaction couldn't last. She could already feel the tremors of
passion ebbing away deep within her cunt.

Shocked, she also realized exactly what she'd just done, and that
she was actually in her own office on campus, with a minor, not
safe and secretive at home ... she had just seduced, sucked, and
fucked her second teenaged boy in less than twenty-four hours --
in less than twelve hours, now that she thought about it! She
wasn't just sensual, like normal women ... she was driven by some
irresistible compulsion!

"You'd better get dressed now," she told Jeff with an anxious
tremolo in her voice. "And I want to talk to you before you
leave."

She took her skirt and panties, left the office, and slipped into
the ladies' room, which happened to be right down the hall. Still
shaking uncontrollably, she closed her eyes for a moment and,
reliving the lewd experience in every detail, scooped up the
boy's warm come that she could feel dripping slowly down the
insides of her thighs. She brought her sticky fingertips to her
lips and licked the salty seminal fluids from them, groaning,
with depraved eagerness and relish.

Then, calmly, she got dressed, staring at her reflection in the
mirror. In less than two minutes, she had made the transformation
from stunning, wild-eyed nympho back into cool, chaste teacher.
She pinned up her hair rapidly and put her glasses back on.

"You really need to get a grip on yourself, Angela Sutherland,"
she lectured herself in the mirror, "or you're going to wind up
in big trouble, you horny bitch!"

Back in her office, Jeff was dressed, looking excited and
sheepish at the same time. He already had another hard-on
straining at the crotch of his jeans.

Angela licked her lips at the sight of that genital lump, but
successfully fought the temptation. Derek, after all, would be at
home, waiting for her eagerly.

"Now, you listen to me, young man," she told Jeff in a firm
voice. "If you ever so much as mention a word of this to anyone,
I'm ruined in this town ... you understand that, don't you,
Jeff?"

"Hell, of course I do, Ms. Sutherland!" he exclaimed. "You don't
have to worry about that. Really, you can trust me to keep my
mouth shut! I'll never tell anybody, I swear to God!"

Huh, famous last words! Angela thought cynically to herself.

"Can I see you tomorrow night, too?" Jeff asked her eagerly.

"Well ... " Only if you bring that hot-twatted young girlfriend
of yours along and share her with me! Angela had been about to
blurt Out lustfully. Now that would really be dangerous! "We'll
see," she hedged. "You run along now, Jeff. And not a word,
please, not a single word -- not even to your best friends."

She locked the office door again behind him and then returned to
her desk to light a cigarette and think for a few minutes before
heading home herself -- basking, despite her renewed anxieties,
in the now-familiar glow of temporary contentment spreading
outward from her tingling vagina.

But along with the soothing warmth, threatening to cut through it
like a knife, came the cold stabs of fear ... she simply couldn't
go on like this indefinitely, she knew -- a lust-crazed
nymphomaniac who had to have sex on the spot whenever she saw an
attractive male, fucking away with him mindlessly, fast and
fierce.

But the long years of self-denial had left her libido explosively
volatile and unpredictable, with an overpowering urge to make up
for the lost time ... all she had to do, she assured herself, was
avoid the insane risks like tonight -- play it safe by confining
herself to Derek and milking every molten drop of come from his
quivering young cock night after night!

Yes, from now on, she'd do just that and only that, Angela swore
to herself. There would be no more lurid fantasies to get her
overly excited and reckless; no more wild, urgent lapses in her
office at night; no more furtive, shamefully exciting blow jobs
and torrid screwing sessions with handsome, hung young studs in
the classroom building after hours ... she would definitely get a
grip on this insane passion of hers, and at once.

But ... she couldn't help it: just once, she'd like to have sex
with a lovely young girl, a ripening female body with athletic
limbs, budding tits, and a pert, cheeky ass. Just once, to
satisfy her burning curiosity about lesbian lovemaking. And then,
maybe, just one threesome or orgy, with cocks and cunts all
grinding away hotly together at once ...!

With a sigh, Angela locked up her office, left the now-deserted
building, and went out to her car -- her ripe, heated flesh
feeling like so much plastic explosive packed away in a time
bomb, ticking away along with her rapid pulse, waiting for the
inevitable detonation . .. and it would come with shattering
suddenness, much sooner than Angela expected.

Chapter 7
Virgin Territory

Oh, God, what luck! Angela thought, fighting to contain her
excitement, as she sat in her living room across from the young
blonde girl. It's like manna falling from heaven -- and what a
honey!

The luscious teenager, who'd rung Angela's doorbell to inquire
about the room she had for rent, tried her best to seem
nonchalant as she smoked, but it was obvious to Angela that she'd
just started, because she held the burning cigarette so awkwardly
and only puffed at it.

After years of observing girls in the town and on campus, Angela
quickly concluded that Cathy was sexually inexperienced, possibly
even a virgin, but that she had definite lesbian tendencies.
Cathy had a boyishly short haircut and a slim, athletic body; she
wore no makeup, and, in her jeans and denim workshirt, she might
have been mistaken from a distance for a boy. No more than
eighteen, she was a lovely girl-child, just beginning to bud,
already overflowing with sensuality although she didn't know it
herself yet.

And from the girl's nervous, averted blue eyes and occasional
stammer or look of anxiety as they talked, Angela knew that she
had to be running away from something -- perhaps from herself,
from her own hidden sexual desires.

The teacher, however, took care to keep an expression of polite
interest on her face as she listened to Cathy run on about
herself -- all the while trying to picture her tanned body nude
and aroused. Her young cunt would probably be sheer, juicy
ecstasy to touch and lick and tongue, Angela thought wickedly.
Could the girl be made?

"It's just so noisy in the dormitory," Cathy faltered, puffing on
her cigarette, when Angela casually asked her why she no longer
wanted to live on campus. "Such a party atmosphere ... all those
silly girls ever seem to think about is boys. I could never get
any school work done there. I thought I'd check out some of the
rooms in town that were advertised in the paper ... and, well,
here I am, Ms. Sutherland. So -- you said the rent is
seventy-five a month?"

"Oh, that was a misprint, darling," Angela said with a suggestive
smile. "The rent is really only fifty dollars a month. It's a
rather small room. Come on, I'll show it to you."

She was so turned on by the sexy little coed that she would
gladly have let her have the room for nothing, if she thought she
had any chance of getting into her pants! But Angela knew she had
to move very cautiously at first, so as not to scare Cathy away
by being dykey and overeager.

She led the girl upstairs, watching her plump breasts and softly
rounded behind move as Cathy walked, her eyes smoldering with
desire.

The bedroom was actually quite large and comfortable, with a
double bed and a desk. Cathy looked around quickly, then nodded
to herself, congratulating herself on her luck. Fifty dollars a
month was incredibly cheap for a more than just decent place like
this ... and there was something rather warm and sympathetic
about this Ms. Sutherland, in spite of her drab, dowdy appearance
and reserved manner.

"Oh, I really like it!" Cathy said eagerly. "Who else lives here?
It's such a big house!"

"A very nice boy named Derek, also from the college," Angela
explained. "He's out right now, but I'm sure you'll like him." A
vivid mental image of Derek on top of Cathy, fucking her with
mindless abandon, flashed though Angela's consciousness, and she
had to fight down her urge to shiver with lust.

"There'll be just the three of us, Cathy," she said to cover up
her twinge of hominess, "and from now on you must call me just
Angela ... come on, I'll show you the rest of the house and get
you your keys."

She led Cathy immediately to the bathroom down the corridor,
turning to the girl with a hot, rising excitement she found
increasingly difficult to suppress.

"What a lovely bathroom!" Cathy exclaimed. "I can't wait to take
a long, hot soak in that huge tub."

You can't wait? Hell! I'm the one who can't wait! Angela thought.
Her flesh felt inflamed with a reckless, depraved anticipation.
Quickly, she handed Cathy a big clean towel, and started running
water into the bathtub.

"Why wait?" she asked, with a sultry laugh. "You go to your room
and get undressed and put that towel on," she told the girl
firmly. "Then we'll have a nice long get-acquainted chat while
you soak in the tub for as long as you like -- all right, dear?"

Cathy nodded, flashing the older woman a warm, grateful smile.
The girl wasn't at all used to being addressed by other women
with such affectionate terms as dear or darling, or being the
recipient of any warmth or kindness, but she liked the way it
felt now.

She had become so withdrawn and on guard after years of
suppressing her lesbian desires that she immediately felt
completely relaxed and trusting toward Angela, who was so
different from the boy-crazy girls back in the dorm.

Like her new landlady, Cathy, too, was starved, although she
didn't realize it -- not for sex, at her tender age and with her
complete lack of interest in men to inhibit her; but starved for
simple love and affection. The hotly aroused teacher had sensed
this need in the girl at once and was ready to take full
advantage of it. A little quasi-maternal affection, a lot of
sympathy, and she could be happily sucking off the sexy little
blonde's cunt every night.

As long as Angela didn't go berserk with lust and give in to her
violent urges on the spur of the moment, she could make Cathy her
next sexual conquest. Remembering how recklessly she'd all but
raped the massively hung football player, Jeff, in her office the
night before, Angela told herself to exercise much more caution
now, because more was at stake. She didn't want a prize like
Cathy to get away from her.

The bath was still filling when Cathy returned -- wrapped in the
towel. She felt no self-consciousness as she took off the towel
and stepped into the water. Not a single thought connected with
sex crossed her mind in the presence of her new landlady, who
leaned over the edge of the tub to toss in some bubble bath and a
capful of skin-softening oil.

"Is it too hot for you?" Angela asked hoarsely. It took a fierce
effort of will power for her to resist clutching the naked girl's
breasts in her greedy fingers and sucking on them with ravenous
lips.

Cathy's body, unclothed, was even more desirable than she had
expected it to be ... skin like satin, each pert budding tit
crowned by a strawberry-shaped nipple, sleek and kissable thighs,
a nest of golden pussy fur, her cunt itself seeming no more than
a pink, glistening slash.

Looking at it made Angela's mouth water with lust. She wanted to
kneel down in a servile posture and suck and lick at the lips of
that young cunt for minutes on end before finally plunging her
tongue deep into the scarlet slit between them and fucking it
with her tongue while her lips searched out and sucked on the
girl's clit ...!

"Oh, no, the water's just right," Cathy said, sighing with
pleasure as she lay back in the tub, feeling almost like an
escaped convict who had eluded capture and found a temporary, but
secure, refuge and could relax at last. She felt sop grateful to
the dark-haired woman -- almost tempted to confide in her, blurt
out the truth about herself.

"Just let me get my cigarettes, and then we'll have nice long
girl-to-girl talk, honey," Angela said.

Trembling with excitement, she went into her own room and
stripped naked, pulling on a silk robe. She grabbed her
cigarettes and lighter, trying to ignore the stinging fever in
her blood that made her want to rip off the robe again and start
masturbating to relieve the pressure in her pussy.

She tried to suppress the lewd urge to risk everything by getting
right into the tub with Cathy and attacking her at once,
passionately frenching and fingerfucking her in the hot, foamy
water.

Easy does it! she cautioned herself as she returned to the
bathroom. This wasn't a hung, horny young jock, but a sensitive
young girl, innocent about sex in general, she suspected, and
certainly about lesbianism. She had to be seduced -- not raped or
crudely propositioned.

"That water looks so inviting, I think I'll take a bath when
you're done," she said, smiling disarmingly as she casually
locked the bathroom door behind her. "I don't have any classes to
teach today, so I'm just going to spend a quiet, relaxing
afternoon here at home and maybe get some work done around the
house. We can get to know each other -- all right, darling?"

Cathy yawned luxuriantly, stretching her wet naked body
sensuously in the warm water. "That suits me just fine, Ms.
Sutherland -- I mean, Angela. God, you don't know how lucky you
are to have a bathtub like this . . at the dorm, all we have are
showers."

"It must get crowded," Angela said quickly, lighting a cigarette
and sitting on the big wicker laundry hamper, crossing her long
legs in a way that made her robe slide open, exposing her creamy
upper thighs. "I'm glad you decided to take the room, Cathy. The
only thing is," she added, sucking on Cathy's ripe, hard nipples
in her imagination as she spoke, "I'm afraid you'll miss your
friends on campus -- in the dorm."

"I don't really have that many friends here at school," Cathy
blurted out.

Angela caught the bitterness in the girl's tone of voice. "Here
-- let me soap up your back for you, Cathy," she breathed,
kneeling beside the tub and letting the front of her robe fall
open far enough to show Cathy that she wore no brassiere under
the loosely clinging silk fabric.

"I'm surprised to hear you say that ... that an attractive girl
like you hasn't made a lot of friends," she went on. Her
trembling fingers slid around to the blonde's breasts, and she
began lathering them casually as she spoke: "Feel good?"

"Mmm! Just fantastic." Cathy sighed in innocent pleasure, closing
her eyes.

Ha! If she thinks that feels good, just wait until she feels my
mouth on her tits and her clit, my fingers going in and out of
her cunt ...! Angela told herself with rapidly building lust.

"Maybe the other girls in the dorm resent you because you get all
the dates, Cathy," she teased. "A lot of guys must be attracted
to you, I'm sure. Do you have a steady boyfriend? If you do, you
can invite him over here any time you want, you know. He can even
spend the night in your room. I think I'm fairly liberal-minded
about such things. I know that a young woman like you needs her
privacy, has a right to her sex life."

The college student stared into the older woman's eyes. Cathy
could have simply made a noncommittal answer and let Angela go on
thinking that she led a normal social life, with lots of dates;
but suddenly, for some reason, a powerful urge to blurt out
everything, just or the relief of getting it out of her system,
not only hit her, but became overwhelming in its intensity.

"Can I trust you to keep a secret, Angela?" she asked
desperately. "Can I be really honest with you?"

Angela was fingering Cathy's taut conical nipples now, so hot
that she was quaking with eagerness. "Of course, darling. Just
tell me the truth. Maybe you need a friend -- an older woman like
me, who understands you -- ?"

In a voice filled with self-pity and shame, with tears flooding
her wide-open blue eyes, Cathy told Angela all about it -- the
fact that she'd never had a real boyfriend, that she'd never
really felt sexually attracted to guys, that some of the other
girls in the dormitory had made nasty remarks about her because
she didn't date -- accusing her, in so many words, of being a
dyke. That was why she had decided to live off-campus. The words
came from her lips in a sob-wracked rush of emotion.

"Why, those evil-minded bitches," Angela said, reassuring her.
"They were probably just jealous of you, because you're prettier
than they are and have so much more sense. It must've been
terrible for you to have to put up with that kind of abuse. Now
come on, get out of the tub and let me dry you off." And get you
into bed! she added mentally, her clit stiff with anticipation,
her cunt pulsating with urgent need.

Chapter 8
Bed And Board

Cathy was still crying, but great waves of relief rushed through
her naked body at the thought that she no longer had to keep up a
pretense with her new landlady, at least. She seemed to have
found one person who understood her and accepted her for what she
was.

Cathy let herself be gently toweled dry by the madly aroused
teacher. It felt good to be fussed over like this for a change
... Angela's fingers, touching her flesh so intimately, were soft
and gentle and loving. She knelt in front of the young girl and
toweled her golden thighs dry.

Cathy's ripe cunt beckoned to her like a pair of kissing lips
buried in a blonde beard. Not yet, Angela warned herself. Just a
few more minutes, a little more affection and sympathy, and she'd
have this innocent, unhappy girl hooked.

Now come with me," Angela ordered Cathy, leading her by the hand
into the bedroom she'd rented to her. "Let's just get
comfortable, lie on the bed, and cuddle up for a while ... and
you can tell me more about what you've been through ... all
right, sweetheart?"

Cathy obediently stretched out on top of the bed while Angela all
but ripped off her robe and flung it aside.

It was early in the afternoon, and a warm summer breeze flowed
through the open windows. But it wasn't enough to cool the
panting brunette as, stifling her furious passion for the girl,
she lay beside her and put her arms around her in a gesture that
was chaste at first, but which quickly betrayed her lust as she
pressed Cathy's face against her breasts, and very gently reached
down to rub her soaked cunt against Cathy's thighs, distracting
her by talking in a low voice:

"You're perfectly safe here with me, Cathy, darling ... you don't
have to worry about anybody judging you, or putting you down
because of your feelings for other women. I'll take care of you,
protect you ... and love you, if you'll let me."

"You're wonderful," a thoroughly confused Cathy gushed
impulsively, her face smothered in Angela's large, creamy
breasts. It was like a fantasy come true for her -- except that
the teacher was younger and much more beautiful than any of the
tough dykes on campus whom Cathy had been secretly speculating
about, imagining herself in their arms.

Angela's hands slid down Cathy's backs to her buttocks, squeezing
the cheeks while she rubbed her burning pussylips harder against
Cathy's crotch.

"I ... I feel strange, Angela," Cathy confessed in a whisper as
her clit stiffened involuntarily from the relentless, erotic
pressure of Angela's up-and-down massaging cunt. "I'm getting --
all excited and hot! You ... you want to have sex with me, don't
you?"

Angela froze. Cathy was still a virgin, or so she'd claimed; but
evidently she was not so naive that she didn't realize just what
it was that Angela wanted from her!

"I don't mind -- honestly," Cathy went on breathlessly. She
embraced the teacher tightly, so starved for affection that she
began, timidly, to kiss her breasts. "If that's what you want
from me, you can have it, Angela," she whispered fervently.

"I'll do it -- anything you want!" she added. "Just -- just keep
on hugging me and loving me, and you can do anything you want
with me. You're the first person who's been good to me in years.
I feel so safe and happy with you, even though I don't know much
about -- well, what women do to each other in bed. You'll have to
teach me. You'll take care of me, though, won't you, if we make
love?"

Angela hugged her fiercely. "You bet I will, darling!"

Now Angela knew that her patient approach had paid off -- and
beyond her most optimistic expectations. She could hunch down and
start devouring Cathy's luscious cherry cunt at once if she chose
to, lapping up her honeyed juices in a frenzy of eroticism ...
but why not go on being patient about it, and break the girl in
properly -- prime her, for more exciting and bizarrely satisfying
sex games to come. Why waste this unique opportunity? It would be
criminal.

"Come here, darling," she said in an urgent tone of voice,
pulling Cathy up and leading her to the overstuffed chair by the
desk.

Angela sat down and placed Cathy in her lap so that the girl's
soft but firm ass cheeks rested lasciviously on her steaming-hot
pussy. Twisting around, Angela pressed her breasts against
Cathy's and began to kiss her passionately.

Cathy moaned helplessly, shivers coursing down her nude body. "Oh
God-oh God! just be nice to me," she begged. "Just give me lots
of loving, Angela."

Her breath came in rapid, excited gasps as the teacher slithered
her tongue far inside her mouth and, at the same moment, put her
fingers down against Cathy's tight, wet cuntlips. She found the
girl's clitoris and stroked the bud for a minute or two as she
squeezed and fondled Cathy's tits with her other hand. The
nipples hardened.

"Oh - - I like that!" Cathy. moaned, the first real sexual
arousal of her life rising in her loins. "Oh, Angela, I'm getting
so hot ... so turned on! I love it, I really do! Do it to me some
more, turn me on -- get me hot!"

French-kissing the girl's mouth lustfully, Angela darted a finger
inside her hot little cuntal slut and began masturbating her in
rapid strokes, her fingertip rubbing against the unbroken hymen.

Cathy went wild, twisting her legs around the older woman's,
swinging her hips and ass up and down in fucking motions, moaning
as their hot breasts rubbed together and their lips met in a
long, torrid kiss, tongues intertwined.

Angela's control began to shatter. In the mirror hung over the
dresser, she could see herself obscenely fingering the lovely
young virgin on her lap, their naked bodies writhing against each
other in the most erotic spectacle she'd ever seen, even in the
illustrated sex manuals she'd studied so religiously. They were
going to fuck each other!

Cathy's boiling cunt juices streamed down Angela's fucking finger
and wet Angela's own hotly throbbing pussylips. The girl sobbed
in delirious pleasure and bit Angela's lower lip.

"I'm -- I'm coming, Angela! Oh, Christ, I love it -- I love you,
Angela -- oh, it's so ... God! ... so fantastic, I'm coming,
right now, can't you feel it? Coming! Coming! So good!"

Cathy's first orgasm shuddered through her virginal vagina,
leaving her body drenched with its own sweat and lubrications and
trembling uncontrollably, her breasts flushed, her nipples
swollen, her cuntlips puffed out and stained a much darker red
than usual.

As Angela eased a second finger inside the heated slit, the naked
blonde girl went wild with lust, her still-tingling cunt
exploding a second time in delight.

"Oh, no!" she wailed as Angela suddenly slipped out both fingers.
"Not yet, don't stop, oh please don't! Angela, do it to me some
more! I'm so hot! I could die from wanting to f rig myself and
make my pussy come some more! I want it! Bad! I want to come and
come and come!"

"So do I," the teacher gasped. "And if I don't get to taste your
hot cherry soon, I'll die from hominess! Now, lie back on the
bed, darling. Hurry! You're going to like this even more than
what I just did to you, I promise!"

Eagerly, the blonde teenager got onto the mattress and lay back,
drawing up her knees and spreading her tanned thighs obscenely
wide to give Angela free access to her spasming cunt.

"Get ready for a real thrill, Cathy, baby," she promised the
panting girl as she stretched out on top of her.

She forced herself not to rush, to savor every wanton moment of
this seduction to its fullest before proceeding to the next step
in Cathy's erotic education. Passionately, Angela began to suck
on each of Cathy's nipples in turn. While the girl's drenched
cunt ground pleadingly up against Angela's pussy, Angela teased
both pink nipples with her lips and tongue and teeth, feeling
them swell into fat hard cones inside her mouth.

The cunning seductress began a sensuously slow journey down over
all of Cathy's hot naked flesh, licking in wet circles, biting
and sucking on the tender, sweet-tasting skin.

"Oh, shit, please do it to me!" Cathy screamed, tugging on
Angela's long dark hair to try to push her head down between her
thrashing thighs. "Please go down on me! Eat me or I'll go crazy,
I'm so fucking horny! Kiss my hot wet pussy, Angela, don't 'tease
me any more! Please!"

But the lustful teacher went on tantalizing the hysterically
aroused girl, holding off the moment of complete satisfaction for
them both.

She tongued Cathy's damp, tawny thighs, edging her lips ever
closer to the wet, sticky cunt. She placed one hand on Cathy's
belly and pushed her flat on the mattress, exposing her turgid
labia in their full glory, like a new-blown rose, watching the
lips expand and contract eagerly before her first thrilling oral
plunge between them. She filled her nostrils with the scent of
Cathy's sweet cunt, torturing herself as well as the moaning,
squirming girl by the delay.

Chapter 9
No Men Needed

At last, after years of fantasizing and reading numerous
descriptions of oral sex between women, Angela was going to eat
her first cunt ... and not a mature woman's, but a lovely,
innocent young girl's, ripe-bodied and feverishly eager. Half of
the obscene triumph she felt at this supreme moment of sexual
daring lay in the knowledge that Cathy would never be the same
once she'd turned her on, once her tongue had captured and
corrupted her torrid little cunt!

"Hurry, oh, please!" Cathy pleaded, pushing her dripping slit
toward Angela's slavering mouth. "Please, oh God, suck it, oh I
love you ... ah!"

The ravenous Angela had suddenly plunged her long, stiffened
tongue deep up into the blonde's twat, moaning with pleasure as
she lapped up all her gushing honey.

For several minutes, she used slow, lewdly teasing strokes of her
tongue inside the girl's pussy, licking the warm wet walls clean
of their delicious juice. Then Angela began to fuck her tongue in
and out of Cathy's tight slit. Faster and faster she tongued the
girl, until Cathy was grinding her hips madly and screaming with
erotic joy beneath her.

Cathy locked her moist thighs around Angela's head and began to
hump up against her maddeningly efficient tongue. She sank her
fingernails into Angela's shoulders and dug her heels into her
back, screaming incoherently, unable to express in any other way
the shattering thrills racing through her throbbing pussy as
Angela tongue-fucked it steadily toward orgasm.

"Can't ... oh, Christ ... can't stop coming, Angela! Oh, dear God
-- it's so fucking wild, so great, uhl I want to eat you, too,
Angela! Please teach me! Please, I want to suck your pussy, too!
Let me! Oh, God!"

But Angela was too intent on relishing each new sensation that
the taste of Cathy's snatch was creating inside her to relinquish
her oral hold on it; she sucked on the girl's clit for a moment,
until Cathy's juicy tight slit spasmed and oozed fresh spurts of
thick syrupy fluid, and the girl nearly fainted from the sheer
intensity of her orgasmic response.

Then, gasping, Angela dipped her tongue lower, down to Cathy's
tiny asshole, and thrust it in deep, wriggling it around to give
them both a lust-inspired new thrill of sapphic excess.

For twenty or thirty minutes, without stopping, she ate the
sobbing coed's pussy with a merciless hunger and an untiring
tongue, gulping down Cathy's honeyed come, smearing her face with
the warm cunt juice.

Only when the violent pulsations deep within her own pussy had
become unbearably strong did Angela shift her sweating body
around on the bed; then, still sucking and kissing and lapping
Cathy's cunt, she placed a folded knee on either side of the
girl's breasts, so that her own feverishly aroused and dripping
slit hovered over the blonde's panting mouth.

Cathy positively howled with lust as she clutched at Angela's
hips and tugged down on them urgent. A moment later she was
devouring Angela's burning cuntlips with furiously eager, if
untutored, lips and tongue ... Cathy thought only of returning
the pleasure the teacher had lavished upon her.

Jesus, she learns fast! Angela thought as the girl's tongue
slammed deep into her tender vagina unexpectedly. Cathy used her
tongue to lash Angela's cunt into a frenzy of response. The
teacher inserted a finger into Cathy's pussy while she sucked on
her stiff, throbbing clit.

Their fuck seemed to last an eternity but, in reality, it was
only about thirty violent, passion-crazed minutes. The sobbing
teacher and her suddenly-insatiable young conquest rocked the
mattress, locked in their tight sixty-nine position, lapping each
other's cunts, seeking desperately to undo each other with
lesbian ardor.

Perspiring, all over, Angela finally tore her head from between
Cathy's thighs, exhausted ... but Cathy clung fiercely to her
hips, craving still more of the taste she had just discovered,
unable to get enough of this new thrill of mutual cunnilingus.

"Easy, darling!" Angela cautioned, gasping. She had to wrench her
stung cunt away from the girl's ravenous mouth; then, panting for
breath, she lay next to Cathy and hugged her, trying to calm her
down. There was an almost insane gleam in the blonde's
tear-filled blue eyes, and she was still panting for more sex!

"I love it -- love sex with you -- love, Angela -- I never
dreamed it could be like that!" she babbled. "Sex is so beautiful
with you -- you're so beautiful! I want to do it all day and all
night long with you I want to eat your hot juicy pussy all the
time!"

"Wait here!" Angela said sharply. She disentangled herself from
the girl's tight embrace, staggered into the bathroom, and got
two strong tranquilizers from a bottle in the medicine cabinet.
She took them back to Cathy with a glass of water and silently
urged her to swallow them.

The feverish coed still clung to her lesbian lover's nude body,
kissing Angela's wet cunt passionately, until Angela stopped her
again. Then her soaked cunt twitched against the teacher's in
lustful post-orgasmic spasms.

A few minutes later, though, she began to calm down at last. "I
feel so fucked out," she moaned, "so sleepy ... if I do fall
asleep, please don't go away, Angela! I'll do anything in the
world for you -- honestly. Just let me live here with you."

Angela stared down at the lovely naked blonde girl. She felt a
powerful, intoxicating sense of accomplishment. She hadn't simply
seduced this virgin -- she'd absolutely hooked her on sex. The
girl had been turned into her slave in just one hour of shameless
lesbian lust!

"Anything?" Angela whispered skeptically, caressing Cathy's hot
ass cheeks. "Do you really mean that? Would you -- have sex with
someone else if I wanted you to?"

"Yes!" Cathy said eagerly. "As long as you were there, Angela
..."

The older woman felt an eerie thrill flush through her
bloodstream. "And -- if I told you exactly how to go about it --
would you go out and pick up other girls, and boys, for me --
bring them back here for us both to fuck?" she asked.

"Yes! I told you -- anything you tell me to do, just as long as I
can stay here with you and we can make love," Cathy insisted
recklessly in a whisper, pressing her damp breasts to Angela's
full hot mounds. "As long as we can do this every day, and you
give me lots of loving, too ... God, I'm so sleepy ...!"

Two minutes later, the tranquilizers took their full effect and
Cathy was fast asleep. Carefully, Angela freed herself from the
girl's embracing arm. There was -a huge wet spot on the sheets
where their hot cunt juices had dripped. Casually, Angela rubbed
the spot and then licked her fingertips to enjoy the taste.

Only a few hours before, she had been almost frantic with lust
and the desire to experiment, to enlarge her experience she'd
been trying to work up enough nerve to try to seduce one of the
girls she taught that evening. Just once, of course ... just to
find out what it was like.

But now she had this beautiful and totally uninhibited young sex
slave, obviously infatuated with her already, to the point of
being willing -- theoretically at least -- to procure other boys
and girls for her. All this in return for a little kindness and
affection -- and plenty of raw, passionate sex!

The teacher didn't know whether it was sheer beginner's luck or
psychological knowledge and cunning on her part, or a combination
of the two. But she didn't give a damn what had made it possible,
now that it had happened. She had this charming girl in her
house, in love with her, practically worshipping her -- and that
was all that mattered.

She did feel a twinge of guilt about taking advantage of Cathy's
loneliness and vulnerability, and corrupting a completely
innocent, love-starved young girl like her so callously. But, as
she rolled her tongue around inside her mouth, then over her
lips, tasting the lingering, sticky sweetness of the blonde's
cunt honey, and basked in the warm glow in her own satisfied
vagina, Angela felt the guilt fading away rapidly.

For years, she had fantasized and dreamed and masturbated
desperately, wondering if she would ever experience the real
thing. And now she had her independence and a certain amount of
sexual daring -- and a convenient supply of potential young sex
partners, both male and female, near at hand: hot, luscious
teenaged cunts and huge, throbbing-hard stud cocks. She had
seductions to plan and carry out, bizarre urges to fulfill,
exciting, dangerous new games to play.

And if the fiercely passionate teacher had learned anything
during her long years of sexual starvation, it was that she only
had one life to live. Now, Angela intended to live it to the
hilt, and to hell with the consequences.

She would start the really wild action that very night, after a
much-needed rest, with both Derek and Cathy in her bed at once.
It was much too late for her to ever be contented with basic,
unsophisticated fucking. Each new conquest, every new episode of
shameless sucking and fucking had only fired strange new desires
in her libido.

Cathy seemed safely asleep now. Angela leaned over her and
tenderly kissed her on both breasts. Cathy purred happily in her
sleep, but didn't awaken.

That was just as well, Angela decided, as she went to her own
room. There would be no sleep for the lovely teenager that night.
There would be teasing and titillation, her first-ever fuck by
Derek's massive prick, and multiple, exhausting orgasms; but no
sleep for any of them.

Chapter 10
Reluctant Virgin

After several hours of sound, much-needed sleep, Cathy stirred in
her bed, and her eyes blinked open. For a moment she stared at
the unfamiliar surroundings in frightened disorientation; but
then what had happened to her that day flooded her memory and
filled her naked body with a delicious warm glow of contentment,
spiced with a lingering excitement.

Cathy had never imagined that any kind of sex, let alone sex with
another woman, could be so thrilling. Her tawny young flesh
hummed with its newly discovered sensuality and her hot little
cunt still seemed to tingle madly from Angela's caressing,
probing fingertips and lips and tongue. The lewd memories
obsessed her, filling her loins afresh with a throbbing
eagerness.

Nude, she went into the bathroom and began applying makeup to her
face, using blue eye shadow, mascara, and blusher on her cheeks,
finishing with a glossy red lipstick. Cathy didn't often wear
makeup, but when she had finished, the effect in the mirror was
stunningly sexy -- as she had intended.

When Angela got home, Cathy wanted her to find the sexiest girl
in the world waiting eagerly for her -- sensuous and loving, and
brimming over with passion, completely devoted to pleasing the
older woman sexually ... the desire surging through Cathy's blood
was that of an adoring, unquestioning sex slave, totally
infatuated with her seductive landlady, the only real friend she
had made so far at school -- and the only one she wanted, now.

Back in her room, Cathy got dressed in a sheer blouse, miniskirt,
and high-heeled shoes, instead of the boyish outfit she'd worn
before. Her budding and very promising breasts were clearly
visible through the blouse, their firm little red nipples
straining against the flimsy material.

She didn't bother to put on any panties, enjoying the sense of
freedom that gave her and wanting to be hot and ready for
Angela's lovemaking at a moment's notice ... if she sat down and
wasn't careful about crossing her silken legs, her pink, gleaming
pussy could be seen peeping through her golden pubic hair. She
decided that she'd make sure Angela noticed it!

Cathy then wandered impatiently through the large empty house,
examining it, smoking a cigarette, wondering what else she might
do to surprise and please Angela while she waited. The dishes
were done and the house looked immaculate.

Feeling a little tense from the excitement, Cathy poured herself
a large glass of wine from the big bottle in the refrigerator and
sat at the kitchen table to drink it, trembling involuntarily as
startlingly vivid images of her sexual play with Angela flashed
through her thoughts. Angela ... so mature and worldly-wise and
beautiful ... so wild in bed!

The front door could be heard opening and Cathy jumped up, her
heart beating wildly. She hurried into the living room, her
lovely face blushing, only to sigh with disappointment. It was
only a guy about her own age -- probably the other roomer Angela
had told her about.

Derek, for his part, stopped short in the vestibule, gulping,
devouring Cathy's shimmering blonde girl, sex-hungry blue eyes,
and sensual mouth with his gaze. He could see her luscious pert
tits and rosy nipples through her thin blouse and the sight made
his mouth water.

Her narrow waist, softly curved hips, and sleek tanned thighs
looked perfect, too. He would've given a year's tuition just to
have those legs locked around his waist for five minutes while he
fucked away mindlessly deep between them!

"Hi! Uh, my name's Derek," he finally said.

"I know," Cathy retorted sullenly, totally unimpressed and making
her lack of interest insulting clear. "I'm Cathy -- the new
roomer. You don't know where Angela is, do you?"

"Ms. Sutherland? She's probably got a class," Derek replied, a
powerful hard-on already rising inside his jeans. "Say -- why
don't I put my books away and I'll come down and we'll -- talk,
get to know each other?" he suggested hopefully.

Still shrugging with disappointment, Cathy waved her hand as
though brushing away a bothersome fly. "Don't bother, I'm waiting
for Angela."

She turned her back on him and retreated into the kitchen. So I'm
rude! she thought Big fucking deal! It was Angela she wanted ...
she hungered for the soft-breasted, sympathetic brunette, not
some dumb would-be-stud college jock. She lit up another
cigarette and refilled her glass with wine, daydreaming
erotically at the kitchen table.

If only there was something she could so for Angela while she
waited, to show her just how much she meant to her! Then their
conversation in bed just after they'd come together, again and
again, in a frenzied sixty-nine, invaded Cathy's thoughts with
the force of a divine revelation:

"I'll do anything in the world for you, Angela, honestly ... just
let me live here with you!" Cathy had sobbed.

"Anything?" Angelas repeated in a doubting whisper, stroking
Cathy's behind. "Would you -- have sex with someone else if I
wanted you to?"

"Yes! I mean ... I guess so, if you really wanted me to. I'd do
it for you--no other reason. Just for you! I'd do anything for
you, Angela, I swear!"

"Oh? And if I told you exactly how to go about it, would you go
out and pick up boys and girls for me?"

"Yes! Whatever you tell me to do, just so long as I can stay with
you ..."

Remembering the conversation, the wild, reckless promises she had
so eagerly and unthinkingly made, Cathy sipped more wine, feeling
emboldened and almost a little high.

Derek was a boy -- a man, really, twenty-one at the most. she
thought. And good-looking, with a nice build, not a creep or a
reject. He wasn't exactly a pickup, since he lived right here in
the house; but if Angela liked boys as well as girls, why
couldn't Cathy get Derek for her? Maybe that was what Angela had
been hinting at ...! Maybe the teacher had the hots for Derek
already, but was too shy to approach him ...?

Cathy poured more wine into her glass, beginning to get excited
as she imagined the look of delight and approval on Angela's face
when Cathy proudly announced:

I've found a guy for you, Angela! He's upstairs in bed right now,
waiting for you ... I got him good and hot and bothered, just for
you, darling! I'll let him do anything he wants to do to me,
though, if you say so, if it pleases you ... anything that you
want, Angela; I swore it, didn't I? And I meant it! Now I can
prove it to you! And he's only the first! Did I do all right? Are
you happy with me, darling? Are you?

Her eager, impulsive, almost childlike mind, now half-intoxicated
from guzzling the high-proof wine too fast, never even thought
about the possibility that Angela might have already screwed
Derek ... or that she wanted other boys and girls for threesomes
and sex games, not just for her own consumption. At any rate,
though, Angela had made it clear that she wanted Cathy to have
sex with other boys and girls.

The girls were no problem, now that Cathy was aware of just how
exciting lesbian lovemaking could be. But she was still a virgin,
technically speaking; she'd never let a boy screw her. The mere
thought of having her tender cunt stretched wide open and
penetrated deeply by a hard, hot cock made her go cold with fear
all over!

For a moment Cathy panicked -- suppose her clumsiness and
inexperience made Angela inpatient with her, even bored with her
after a few days? Perhaps Cathy was missing some essential
experience by not having sex with guys, something vital that
would make her a better lover for Angela.

She would fuck anything or anyone at the snap of the teacher's
fingers now, though, and she certainly didn't want to risk losing
Angela because she was ignorant about sex! Tears filled her eyes
at the mere thought.

With complete singleness of purpose, Cathy grabbed the half-empty
wine bottle and marched upstairs. Outside Derek's closed door,
however, she hesitated. She didn't think she was a dyke -- at
least, not in the crude sense most people used the word. But
nothing any male -- boy or man--could do for her in bed could
begin to match Angela's gentle lovemaking, she felt sure.

Still -- if she had to suffer pain and humiliation for the sake
of experience -- she might as well get it over with fast. She
knocked loudly on the door, and a few seconds later Derek opened
it, obviously surprised to see her.

"I've got to talk to you," Cathy said breathlessly.

"Sure -- come on in."

She stepped into his room and deposited the bottle on his
dresser. "Shut the door," she told him.

Puzzled, Derek did so. Cathy looked glassy-eyed and high, and
distinctly hostile, wary ... definitely not romantic or even
friendly ... but she was so sexy that he feared he could
literally come in his pants simply from looking at the luscious
young piece of ass!

The blonde girl took a deep, breast-lifting breath to steady
himself. "I want to make a deal with you," she blurted out.

"Oh, yeah? What kind of a deal?"

"I've never been screwed by a guy," Cathy said shamelessly. "Do
you want to screw we? Right now?."

Derek's eyes bulged out in stunned disbelief. "Are you serious?"

"You're damned right I'm serious," Cathy retorted. "Do I look
like I'm kidding around? I want it ... you can fuck me if you
want to, but there are going to be two conditions.

"First, you can take my cherry if you have to; but I want you to
teach me everything you know about fucking, whatever it takes to
please a guy and turn him on.

"Second, you've got to agree to fuck a friend of mine if she
wants you to -- a beautiful older woman," she added wistfully,
lowering her voice and avoiding his eyes.

Son of a bitch! Derek thought, still dazed. She's either crazy,
or just drunk! The girl had to be at least eighteen; how could
she look and dress and act like that, pure provocation, without
ever having made out with a guy?

He reached for the bottle of wine, took out the cork, and tilted
the bottle, taking a long swallow. If ever a man needed a drink,
it was now!

"Well?" Cathy demanded uneasily. "Is it a deal? Do you want to
fuck."

"Wait a fucking minute and let me get this straight," Derek said,
his prick pounding away furiously inside his tight pants. "You
want me to screw you, and then another woman -- right? There's
got to be a catch in this somewhere!"

"Take it or leave it, God damn it," Cathy snapped. "Just tell me
what to do in bed, I mean. What I'm doing right and what I'm
doing wrong as we go along. Yes or no?"

"Hell, yes!" he gasped. Crazy or not, she was too tempting to
pass up on! A guy would have to be insane himself to let an offer
like hers go!

If he didn't take her up on it, she'd probably walk out of the
house and let the first guy she met get into her pants, hot
little nympho that she obviously was: Derek couldn't believe his
incredible luck lately: first his insatiable landlady, and now
this gorgeous young cunt asking him to ball her in such a
businesslike manner.

She obviously didn't have all her marbles ... she might even be
freaked out on drugs or something ... but who gave a shit about
that?

"Okay, then, let's go -- let's get it over with," Cathy said,
stripping off her blouse.

She wasn't particularly aroused or even curious about what was
going to be done to her, except theoretically -- not after
experiencing Angela's soft, sensual body. She only felt coldly
determined to perform to the best of her ability and learn all
she could.

She was naked within seconds, and Derek gaped at her tawny,
temptingly curved young body, the most urgent hard-on he'd ever
had in his life all but splitting the seams of his jeans.

"Well, don't just stand there, asshole-take off your clothes and
let's fuck!" Cathy said brazenly.

Chapter 11
Fast Learner

Cathy seized the bottle of wine and took a long swallow to brace
herself before going over to Derek's bed, where she lay down on
her back, with her knees drawn up and her tiny pink slit fully
exposed and accessible.

She gazed at his well-muscled young man's body with a mixture of
curiosity and distaste. His long thick erection stood straight
out above his balls, a vibrant scarlet with lust.

Oh, Christ, he's going to shove that big thing up my pussy, and
it'll be so strange! Cathy thought. But -- I'll just think about
Angela's wild mouth on my cunt, sucking me off, making me come --
and maybe then it won't be so awful.

The only times she'd ever thought about men's cocks seriously was
in connection with guys on campus: every time Cathy considered
going out on a date with one, she had to worry about whether the
evening would end with the boy trying to put his stiff dick in
her cunt, and the possibility repulsed her.

Derek approached the bed. He was supposed to be calling the shots
in this bizarre situation, he remembered, so there was no reason
for him to settle for a quickie -- not after all the erotic
tricks he'd learned from his landlady!

"Get on' top of me and put it in me, quick," Cathy gasped
nervously, steeling herself for the ordeal of penetration. "Hurry
up, I want to get fucked!"

"Not so fast, honey," Derek cautioned her, suddenly feeling
self-confident and sophisticated beyond his years. "That's not
how you do it at all, baby. if you really want to learn about
making out, just do exactly as I say. Got that?"

Cathy sighed, sitting up on the bed. "Okay -- so what do we do?"

"First, get off the bed." When she slid off the mattress, Derek
stretched out on it in her place, his long fleshy rod quivering
up in a lustful arc.

"Crawl between my legs," he instructed the girl excitedly, "and
suck it for me ... that's the first thing you've got to learn,
that you always go down on the guy first, to get him turned on.
Just do what I tell you to, and you'll learn how to give head
real fast and easy."

The young girl crouched reluctantly on her knees between his
widespread thighs. "You're not going to come in my mouth, are
you?" she asked with disgust.

"If I don't, you won't learn anything," Derek retorted with
unassailable logic. He was panting with lust. "If you want me to
teach you the ropes, don't argue! Just do it! That's how you get
experience now, grab my dick in your hand -- ouch, take it easy!

"That's better ... play with it start jerking on it, nice and
slow yeah, that's it, shit yeah, good! Now lick the head of my
cock with your tongue, the way you would a big drippy ice cream
cone. Oh, yeah! That's fantastic. God, just go on doing that for
a while, Cathy; lick the fucker .all over, get it wet all over!"

The naked, crouching blonde girl stroked the base of his big,
throbbing tool in her soft hand and shut her eyes tight as she
lapped at the heated knob, suddenly realizing that the feel and
taste of the cock wasn't revolting at all.

His cockhead pulsed strongly under her tongue, hot and potent,
rather awe-inspiring, and it tasted strange -- quite different
from Angela's juicy cunt; but not unpleasant. A sticky drop of
fluid oozed from the slit and she licked it up curiously, rolling
it around inside her mouth, accustoming herself to the more
pronounced saline taste. It wasn't so bad after all, she decided
-- actually, it was rather exciting!

"Oh, yeah -- that's it!" Derek groaned, wildly erotic sensations
rippling through his glans as her wet, lascivious tongue caressed
it ever more boldly. He was afraid he'd get too excited and shoot
off all over her face; but then he remembered what Angela had
taught him.

"Quick, put your thumb and finger around the bottom of my prick
... squeeze it ... tighter, tighter! That's good, baby. Now, put
all the cock you can take inside your hot mouth and start sucking
on it; move your lips up and down, lick it and suck it, slow and
easy: Jesus ... yeah, suck that motherfucking thing, suck my cock
for me, suck cock, you sexy cunt!"

She was already giving him a good blow job, for all her obvious
inexperience at first. Her tight, hot mouth pumped leisurely, in
long, lewd, wet strokes, up and down around his throbbing shaft.

Cathy's earlier fears were giving way now to a soaring
excitement. It didn't hurt at all, and she almost enjoyed the
extraordinary, indescribable feeling of having a hard cock in her
mouth, fucking her lips ... the thick, potent maleness surging
and pushing against her throat. She sucked him even more avidly!

"Oh, that's just fantastic, honey! Suck it! Now -- really
carefully -- use your teeth on it as you suck, just a little --
ah! Gently! Oh shit, yeah, what a blow job! Keep it up,
beautiful, keep it up! Now ... tickle my balls with your other
hand, with your fingernails ... yeah, like that ... squeeze and
jiggle 'em, suck, suck! Right on!"

Her mouth on his cock was heavenly, and as long as she kept her
viselike grip on the base of his prick, he didn't have to worry
about ejaculating prematurely. At this point, Derek didn't care
if the mysterious "other woman" he was supposed to fuck was an
old hag of eighty. He'd fuck anything as long as he could make it
with this young cunt, too!

"Oh, that's just wild, Cathy ... now wait ... lick my nuts for a
minute, yeah, like that, ah, suck on them, too, but slow: easy --
uh, use your tongue on me, oh baby, that's so fucking good!"

A powerful throbbing pressure had developed deep inside Cathy's
vagina as she sucked on Derek's huge cock and lapped and tickled
his balls. His prick wasn't quite as exciting or as delicious to
her taste as Angela's juicy pussy had been, but she was
nevertheless getting extremely aroused, so that her inner thighs
felt hot and sticky. And she was thrilled at having learned to
suck cock so quickly and effortlessly, and she was sure that
Angela would be proud of her for her initiative.

She blew him, getting hornier by the second, her tender pussy
threatening to overflow with its fluids as its muscles ached for
the relief that a good, strong orgasm could bring them. Suddenly,
she slipped her mouth off his cock.

"You do it to me, at the same time," she panted, remembering how
violently she'd climaxed in Angela's mouth. "You've got to suck
me off, too!"

"Just swing your cunt right around, over my face," Derek urged
her lewdly.

Cathy shifted her tanned body around on the bed, crouching with
her dripping cunt poised directly over his mouth. Grasping her
firm ass cheeks, Derek pulled her down and began to kiss and lick
her cunt with frenzied enthusiasm.

"Oh, God, yes!" Cathy wailed. "Oh, it's wild! Suck me hard,
really eat me out good, you bastard -- oh, God, do it to me, do
it faster -- fuck my hot cunt with your tongue! I'm going to
come! Ah!"

She began to hump her boiling slit furiously against his mouth.
All of the overwhelming pleasures that Angela had given her came
back to her now, firing her blood, maddening her with a lust for
oral sex.

For the moment she completely forgot that she was supposed to be
sucking Derek's cock in return; but when he groped for her head
with his hands, forcing it back down in his crotch, she eagerly
seized the turgid head of his prick between her lips again and
began to suck him with a breathless passion, whipping her head up
and down on his meat and caressing it with her mouth, all the
while grinding her fiery cunt against his mouth and probing
tongue.

She had already developed an intense, lifelong need to have her
cunt eaten ... she was now able to climax within seconds, her
pump was so well primed!

Buried underneath her slippery, spilling cunt, Derek felt close
to suffocation; but he couldn't have cared less. Her pussy syrup
gushed into his sucking mouth, and her cuntlips pressed against
his lips in a frenzy -- the faster he licked between them, the
more frantic her blow job on his pulsating prickshaft became.

They devoured each other, her hot lips sucking him madly, her
natural passion exploding in a violent release of inhibitions.
Immediately, Derek began to shoot his rich thick male cream up
into her mouth and throat in a spurting torrent, gasping into her
overflowing pussy with desperate pleasure. Jesus, she was horny
-- and what a cocksucker she'd turned out to be once she got into
it!

She gulped his pungent fluid down with a ravenous greed, trying
to drain even more out of him, continuing to suck his cock even
after it had relaxed and gone limp and dry, and delirious moans
of pleasure came from his throat. Her fears about "taking it in
her mouth" were forgotten, to say the least. She thought she
would never get enough of the taste!

Finally he pushed her head away from his crotch, but it was
impossible to wrench her hips away as Cathy kept on rubbing her
blazing cunt over his mouth.

"More!" she screamed. "I'm still-fuck! - - still coming, coming!
Ah, suck me some more!"

For another two or three minutes he obligingly lapped and sucked
and kissed her steaming pussy. When he found it truly impossible
to breathe, he pushed her hips away and twisted his head to one
side to gasp for air.

"I want more!" Cathy sobbed hysterically, shuddering from head to
foot, her lush body drenched in her own sweat. "Damn you, I'm
still coming! Still hot! So horny! Oh -- fuck, fuck, fuck!"

"Now listen, baby," Derek panted, her throbbing cunt now a safe
couple of inches from his bruised-feeling mouth. "I've got to
breathe to live, you know? Just ease up a little honey; you won't
die if you don't come ten times in a row! Here -- have a drink."

He got off the bed, feeling very unsteady, and got the wine from
the dresser top, handing it to her. Cathy's swaying breasts
heaved rapidly as, breathing hard herself, she gulped down
mouthfuls of the wine, then put the bottle on the floor beside
the bed -- her cunt still vibrating with orgasmic spasms, her
clit tender and aching from the intensity of her climaxes.

After taking a few deep breaths, she felt marginally calmer. No
one, she was sure, would ever eat her pussy with the skill and
dedication of Angela; but Derek would do quite nicely in the
meantime!

Chapter 12
Advanced Studies

"You're a real wildcat once you get started, aren't you?" Derek
gasped.

"Just teach me everything you know about fucking and sucking, and
save the lectures," Cathy told him, feeling callous toward him
again now that the sex-fever within her had begun to ebb away.

It didn't matter who she gave her mouth and vagina to, because
her soul belonged to Angela. Still, Cathy had to admit that going
down on a male was tremendously exciting. The taste of his come
still lingered in her mouth, salty and creamy ... she'd almost
choked on the flow, there'd been so much of it!"

"Now screw me," she urged him wantonly. "Get it hard and put it
in me."

"How about giving a guy or minute or two to get it up again?"
Derek pleaded sarcastically. He hefted his limp tool in his hand.
"This isn't some kind of electric fucking machine, you know!"

"Okay -- so how long do I have to wait?"

"Christ, you're -- !" Derek sat down on the bed again. His mouth
had never been raped by a luscious young cunt before, but
somebody had to teach this horny bitch what he had already
learned from Angela--that screwing was better when you didn't
rush through it.

"Well, baby, it might help if you sort of played with my cock
with your fingers, you know? Jerk it off a little, rub it against
your pussy, and, uh, between your tits ... stuff like that always
turns a guy on.

"All right," the blonde girl agreed matter-of-factly. "I get the
picture. Lie on your back."

He lay back on the mattress again and Cathy straddled his hips,
facing him, her knees on either side of him as she sat upright.
She posed her sopping-wet cuntlips above his prick as she stroked
it gently in her fingers, letting Derek reached up to fondle her
tits.

He was erect again in less than a minute, his lust revived by her
sensuous breasts and the pressure of her smooth, golden-tanned
thighs against his hips.

"Now, tease the head of my dick between your cuntlips," he
instructed her eagerly. "Push it between them, get it all wet and
slippery -- yeah, that's it, great! Wet the fucker down good! Rub
the knob up and down in your gash, baby! Now lift up a minute and
rub it back and forth in your ass crack, too. God almighty!"

He was getting her to do things that he'd often fantasized about,
but had never been able to translate into lewd reality until
Angela had seduced him. Cathy's total willingness was a powerful
spur to his lust -- he now felt capable of screwing her for hours
on end without tiring!

Cathy, too, felt an intense excitement surging up inside her body
again as his burning cockhead pressed between her pussylips, then
rubbed inside the soft crevice between her buttocks. Her dripping
slit throbbed in a lustful rhythm, eager to be penetrated and
fucked to orgasm by the cock that was teasing it so lubriciously.

"It's nice and wet now," she pointed out. "Should I shove it in
all at once?"

"Hell, no -- it might hurt, because you're a virgin."

"I'm not a virgin," she said quickly.

"Someone already took my cherry." She didn't want him to have the
satisfaction of thinking he was her first sex partner.

Derek looked at her dubiously. "But you said you'd never been
screwed before, didn't you?"

"Are we going to talk, or fuck?" Cathy panted. "Come on, let's do
it! I'm hot! I want it! Now!"

What a weird. freaked-out chick, Derek thought, baffled by her
erratic behavior. She ran hot and cold like a bathroom faucet
gone Out of whack! But what the fuck -- he didn't care if she'd
taken her own cherry with a banana or a dildo, as long as he got
to put his prick inside her.

She was a wild little mink-in-heat once it got down to raw
action! She was even hotter than Angela -- which he found
difficult to believe after his night of lust with the sexy
teacher!

"All right, baby, just open up and ease it into your beautiful
hot cunt inch by inch, nice and slow -- be careful -- ah, shit
yeah, put it in you!"

Cathy slid a mere inch or so of his turgid ramrod inside her
pussylips, sucking in her breath in suspense ... it burned a
little, but the pressure felt good. Moaning, she began to push
her hips down cautiously, her tight, juicy cunt starting to
stretch enough to swallow up more of the boy's huge cock.

"Oh, baby, that so hot and nice!" Derek gasped as her heated slit
enveloped the entire head of his cock and part of the shaft,
squirming and flexing around his impaling prick. "Shove it --
God! -- shove it in a little deeper now, take more, deeper, yeah,
your pussy feels so tight and wild! Yeah, you're doing fine ...
damn, I'm fucking your cunt now, baby! I'm fucking your cunt for
you!"

"God, I like it--I like to fuck!" Cathy blurted out in surprise,
sinking her nails into his hips -as she leaned forward a bit to
brace herself, her body shuddering as the shock of being
penetrated for the first time by a prick rushed up through her
torso. "It doesn't -- hurt - much -- at all, fuck me, fuck me
hard, I want to fuck!"

Her nipples were rigidly extended in two reddened, burning cones
as Derek squeezed and rubbed her tits. She began to ride him,
making the right motions to stimulate both of them by pure
instinct, throwing her head back and letting out long, lewd moans
of enjoyment. His searing cock pierced deeper into her
desperately clasping cunt, the shaft rubbing her clit and driving
her wild with desire.

His throbbing tool was only buried about half-way in her body;
but she already felt thrillingly crammed full, fucked to the
bursting point!

Derek didn't have to give her any explicit instructions now that
she had it in her. Cathy discovered a number of intense
sensations as she pumped her pussy back and forth, then rocked
from side to side, his quivering cockshaft exerting a maddeningly
efficient sexual friction against every inch of her wet, slippery
vaginal walls, which convulsed with helpless pleasure around his
fucking bulk. And, as her narrow, virginal cunt stretched to
accommodate even more of his oversized cock, Cathy's excitement
built quickly to fever pitch.

"I -- I love to fuck," she stammered, wide-eyed, thrashing her
hips around in shameless humping circles. "Oh, Christ, your thing
feels so big and hard and hot inside me! Don't come yet, I'm
getting so close ... getting hotter!"

Beneath her juicy slit, Derek was already on the verge of getting
his rocks off: just feeling her damp, satiny tits squirming madly
inside his fingers and watching her tanned nakedness humping in
lust on top of him was enough to burst the bubble of jism
swelling up in his balls.

Christ, she was a sexy, hot-to-trot bitch! But if he came too
soon, he might disappoint her, and then she might not come back
to him for more.

Her frenetic cunt was gushing out its honey freely over his
cockshaft, as Cathy began to come. Cocks were fun, too, she knew
now, delighting in the realization: God, if only she could suck,
Angela's cunt at the same time that her own orifice was rammed
full of hard, hot prick! She'd freak out!

"Careful!" Derek groaned when Cathy slammed her ass up and down
furiously, trying to impale her exploding pussy completely on his
long, thick ramrod.

She was gripping him so tightly with her throbbing vaginal
muscles that his dick began to burn as she wrenched herself up
and down on it ... but, her eyes blazing, her nails raking his
hips and thighs in her erotic fury, she didn't even hear him as
she came.

"I love to fuck -- oh, shit!" she moaned, her body drenched in
sweat, her plump behind wriggling lasciviously to squeeze every
iota of orgasmic sensation out of her frothing furrow.

Even as she spoke, another fierce climax shuddered through her
loins, and she hammered her tender cunt slit down relentlessly
upon his massive young prick. Her hot ass cheeks slapped down on
his thighs in a violent rhythm of lust, almost crushing his balls
with each passionate thud.

"I can't wait, you hot-cunted. bitch!" Derek grunted, beginning
to drive his pelvis up savagely to match her insatiable fucking
thrusts. Her slippery-hot cunt went berserk in response to his
deeper, rougher plowing of its depths.

"Coming!" Derek shouted. "Coming, you cunt! Oh, shit, Cathy, what
a wild fuck you are! Hey, baby, this is out of sight, ahl Oh, you
horny little snatch, you -- take it all, I'm going to fucking
shoot! I'm coming in your cunt! Coming!"

"Yes, give it to me, all of it, I want to feel that, too -- I
want to feel a man's hot come squirting up into my pussy!" Cathy
exulted.

And she did feel it ... as soon as he began to spurt his fiery
fuck fluid deep into her tingling vagina, Cathy fell forward, on
top of him, emitting low, obscene hisses, like a copulating cat,
biting and clawing at his shoulders.

His jism felt burning hot inside her, stinging her while Derek
clutched her twitching ass in his hands and tried to slow her
frenzied spasms. Cathy's loud moans of pleasure echoed through
the entire house, her breasts grinding eagerly against his chest
as the two young people came together in a storm of lustful
consummation.

Again, Derek had to all but force her off him before she
mutilated his deflated cock with her crazed cunt ... rolling over
onto her back, the sobbing blonde girl stroked her own rigid
nipples and thighs and extended clitoris in a lurid pantomime,
dazed by the post-orgasmic sensations still shivering away deep
within her body.

Chapter 13
School For Passion

"Jesus Christ," Derek panted, as he watched Cathy play with
herself. For someone who claimed she'd never been fucked before,
the girl displayed incredible potential! He was tempted to call
her bluff and ask her who else she'd been screwing; but decided
it would be rather tactless, under the circumstances.

"Let's do it again," Cathy insisted weakly, caressing her soaked
cunt lewdly with the fingers of both hands. "I really like it!"

"Christ, that has to be an understatement, if I ever heard one!"
Derek sighed. He knew it would take him at least several minutes
to work up another erection after the demands she had already
made of his body. "Look, we're both sweating: let's take a shower
together first, okay?"

"Will you teach me anything new?"

Derek grinned. "You bet I will, honey. I'll teach you a trick you
won't forget in a hurry!"

He followed her into the bathroom, his drained cock stirring
again at the sight of her firm little ass cheeks swaying and
bouncing in front of him. It didn't matter to him who had taken
her virginity, as long as he was the lucky guy who was feeding
his prick into her voracious cunt now.

Screwing her had already been an unforgettable erotic experience
... Angela had taught Derek how thrilling intercourse with a
mature woman could be; but now he was dying to get inside Cathy's
luscious young pussy again.

He turned the warm spray on, and let Cathy soap herself. She
began to lather his body, too, kneeling to smear suds over his
crotch and cock--grasping the latter with undisguised eagerness
in her hot mouth first, pumping her lips up and down the soft
shaft for a moment before letting it go and soaping his balls,
massaging them gently but sensuously.

Derek took the soap from her and began lathering her breasts, his
prick aching with a partial hard-on again already. He stroked her
belly, then her inner thighs, finally inserting a soapy finger
into her hot cunt and probing around between its lips until Cathy
moaned and writhed against the raping finger.

"Stick your cock in me now," she rasped. "I'm all worked up again
... hurry up, come on, fuck me, I'm hot!"

"Not yet," Derek insisted. "Turn around ... we'll get your cute
ass washed first."

Standing over her, he could look down and see her cunt slit
peeping up at him from below the ripe mounds of her softly curved
ass cheeks; the sight of the blonde girl's wet pussy was so
tempting that Derek almost ejaculated just from thinking about
plugging it with his prick again!'

"Okay," he gasped, "you wanted me to teach you something new,
right? I'll show you how a man can fuck a woman from the rear.
Lean against the wall and put your hands up against it. Now push
your ass back a little and spread your legs, you know, as if you
were being frisked by a cop. This way, I can get my dick into
your cunt from behind."

"Is that a turn-on?" Cathy asked naively.

"Wait and see."

Too aroused to care exactly how he screwed her as long as he did
so, Cathy waited, her wet breasts heaving with desire, her hips
undulating with lewd impatience, her never-satisfied cunt
pulsating eagerly. Derek smeared some soap over his pounding
prick.

"Okay, now just let me find the right angle -- !" he grunted.

He groped about between her thighs with the head of his cock,
until he had it positioned between her legs and pressing directly
up against her slippery vaginal opening. Seizing her hips
quickly, he drove himself forward in a brutal, cunt impaling
lunge, and his thick shaft slid up into Cathy's relaxed pussy
from this unexpected angle.

"Ah!" Cathy signed, amazed by the sudden, unusual sliding of his
large organ as it dug deep into her.

"Slow down at little, please."

"I can't stop, a girl like you -- you love getting fucked too
much!" he jeered, the slightest movement on her part only
intensifying the hot rush of pleasure through his prick as,
grunting, he began to piston himself in and out of her cuntal
canal, fingering her cuntlips and clit lewdly as he humped her
from behind, leaning over her doubled-up body.

"Oh, shit, your cunt feels fantastic in this position!" he
announced with salacious satisfaction. "It's so wet and slippery
and hot around my cock!" His fuck tool sank in deeper and deeper
with each lunge, until his balls were grinding against her
quivering ass cheeks. "What a piece of ass! Hang on, bitch, I'm
going to fuck you like crazy now!"

And he did seem to speed up as he shoved his young prick into her
cunt. She felt it sliding, sliding deep into her body. She felt
the cockhead edges as they moved inside her. She even imagined
she could feel the expanding and contracting of his dick as he
fucked her.

She was going with him all the way. No matter how he angled and
jiggled, pushed and shoved, she was ready to meet his every
stroke.

"Hot, juicy cunt!" he gasped. "Oh, baby, it's so fucking tight
and hot to fuck -- Christ!"

"Keep it up, Derek, I know you can do it. I know you can fuck me
liked I should be fucked. Faster. Deeper. Do it to me honey."

"You're going to love it before I'm done fucking you, you horny
cunt!" he retorted.

"Cocksucker!" But Cathy couldn't deny that it was an exciting way
to fuck in this unusual position.

His swollen cock knob felt as large as a baseball as it plowed up
toward her guts from behind and below, almost seeming to
penetrate as far as her throat!

Sobbing hysterically, she darted one hand down to her pussy and
began rubbing her clit and finger-fucking herself, rubbing her
cuntlips where they were stretched taut around the shaft of
Derek's cock, in a desperate effort to distract herself from the
searing pain deep in her ravaged pussy.

She pushed three fingertips up into her convulsing cunt alongside
his prick, frigging herself and humping down against them in a
frenzy of perverted lust as Derek banged her box.

With the shower running, her tortured cries and his groans of
lust, neither of them could hear Angela using her key to unlock
the front door downstairs -- not that they were in any position
to interrupt their fucking to react to her return home, anyway!

Cathy's body began to tense up and shudder in the throes of a
strong orgasm. The climax blended with the strong feelings in her
vagina. And when Derek began to spurt his hot wet semen into her
churning cunt, a low scream of ecstatic joy ripped from her
throat. Her spasming cunt was filled by a jet of liquid fire, so
intense and searing that the girl shivered from head to foot in
the steamy shower stall and almost fainted away, still impaled on
Derek's erupting cock.

"Christ ... that was ... fucking ... it was ... . just too much,
baby!"

Derek panted, slipping his deflated prick out of her burning cunt
after giving it an unusual twist. "Sorry, kid -- I couldn't
resist it. You wanted me to show you something new, and your cunt
felt too hot and horny to pass up on!"

Cathy turned around, trembling, her eyes stung by tears. "So that
was the 'trick' you said you'd show me, huh, you bastard?"

"Don't pretend you didn't enjoy it."

"I came, didn't I?" she retorted. "That's all that matters ... I
was just using you for my own pleasure. Don't get a swelled head
to match that precious prick of yours, stud! You're not the only
guy in this town who knows how to fuck!"

Cathy stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel, and went into
her room, locking herself in and drying herself briskly. Now that
she could think about it coolly, she decided that the way Derek
had fucked her in the shower hadn't been all that unusual. Kind
of fun in fact. But Derek was a stuck-up bastard who had needed a
lesson in humility himself. Next time, he'd be a little more
polite toward her, and not start taking her submission to him for
granted.

But, in the heat of her lust and anger, Cathy had forgotten that
her original purpose in giving herself to him was to line him up
as a possible sex partner for Angela. Cathy began to worry ...
Derek might be in no condition to make love to Angela for a day
or two, after the exhausting, debilitating fuck session that
Cathy had just put him through in her reckless erotic greed!

Chapter 14
Faculty Meeting

Angela was grateful when the faculty committee meeting finally
broke up, late in the afternoon. Everybody had been staring at
her, and, although the attention was highly flattering, she still
wasn't used to it and it embarrassed her.

When she'd gotten dressed that morning, she'd impulsively decided
not to wear any of her dowdy old outfits, but something nice for
a change. She wanted Cathy to be proud of her. She put on sexy
black lace lingerie -- a sheer bra and panties, and a matching
garter belt to hold up her stockings. Angela selected a
tight-fitting skirt and a silk blouse, with a wide leather belt
cinched around her waist to accentuate the swell of her breasts
and buttocks. High heels and subtle makeup completed her new
look; she let her hair loose, and left her glasses in her purse.

Her students were startled by this transformation, and so were
her colleagues on the college's teaching staff. She'd been
getting compliments all day long; it was almost enough to turn
her head and make her feel like a giddy young girl!

She was particularly flattered when Robert, a burly young
professor in his mid-twenties, made a point of sitting next to
her at the faculty meeting, and flirted with her all through the
boring discussion.

Robert was an intellectual type, but he had a handsome face, a
nice body, and charming manners, and a reputation for being
something of a womanizer -- he'd almost gotten into trouble a
couple of times for fucking young female students, and other
faculty members' wives.

Angela was rather amused at the prospect of becoming his latest
conquest. He'd always ignored her before; if anything, she ought
to be insulted by his sudden interest. Then it occurred to her
that an affair with a fellow teacher, Like Robert, would be an
ideal smoke-screen. No one would suspect that she was seducing
young boys and girls if she was dating an attractive, suitable
man her own age!

When Robert invited her to stop by his office after the meeting,
saying he had some coffee brewing on a hot plate, Angela
suspected it was just a ruse on his part to get her alone, so he
could put the make on her. She went quite wil His office was even
smaller than hers, and it was something of a mess. No sooner was
the door closed behind them than Robert took Angela in his arms
and, crushing her against his big body, pressed his mouth to hers
in a kiss.ling, though!

It was an unexpectedly slow, gentle kiss: at first it seemed as
though his lips barely touched hers. His hands rested lightly on
her shoulders; there was only a feather's weight of contact
between their bodies. But then the lips of his warm,
sensuous-looking mouth parted and the tip of his tongue just
faintly tickled the sensitive surface of her curved underlip.

Gently, his wet tongue probed her mouth more thoroughly. The
pressure sent a flutter of arousal up her spine, and she had to
restrain herself to keep from opening her mouth wide to the
invasion of that tongue; it was more exciting to feign prim
reluctance, to keep her lips in a narrow oval and feel the
stiffness of the tongue slowly force its way between them.

Once Robert's tongue touched the tip of hers, however, Angela was
no longer capable of such restraint. Their hot tongues wound
around each other like a pair of mating serpents. Robert's lips
were warm and knowing as they slid over hers. Angela was
breathless, but she didn't care; dizzy with passion, she never
wanted this first kiss to end.

Robert, she realized with a thrill, was an experienced seducer --
not a naive, horny young boy like Derek. Her fellow professor was
deliberately trying to arouse her with his mouth -- and with his
touch.

When her new lover's big hand slid down her back to cup the
roundness of her full, firm buttocks through the tight-fitting
sheath of her skirt, Angela was past the point at which she could
convincingly play the role of the innocent virgin, even had she
wished to do so -- which she most emphatically did not want to do
right now!

The pressure of his male hand exploring her pliant body made even
a token protest impossible when Robert pulled her to him in such
a way that her thighs parted and pushed against his. She felt his
strong young penis rise against her belly, and she sucked deeply
on the tongue he had thrust into her mouth, as though silently
encouraging him to do the same with his cock.

At last they broke, the kiss, but remained standing as they were
-- thigh to thigh, his erection jammed into the curve of her
stomach. Then Robert's hand went to her breast. He squeezed the
mound of firm flesh passionately, the caressing penetrating the
flimsy barrier of silk blouse and thin lace brassiere.

The stiffness of her nipples excited her as Angela unbuttoned her
blouse down the front, then unfastened the front clasp of her
brassiere and pulled it away from her lush bosom. Robert stood
back and stared directly at her naked breasts. Her proud breasts
stood at attention, as though fully wake that they were being
admired -- the nipples erect and throbbing.

Robert stared at her avidly, his mouth more than merely sensual
now. It was ravenously hungry for that feast of female flesh
spread in front of it! Angela wanted him to suck her breasts and
she was past the point of being shy about it. She locked her
hands behind his neck and drew his face down to her cleavage.

His hot, wet mouth lost itself there for a moment, his tongue
licking the deep cleft like a plow of pliant flesh set in an
equally fleshy furrow, his lips sucking and kissing, his teeth
nibbling greedily; and then he was sucking one inflamed nipple
with all his might.

Angela moaned and he guided her hand down to the erection filling
the crotch of his trousers. With his fingers urging hers on, she
stroked his hard cock through the cloth. It pulsated wildly in
response to her lightest caress.

He backed her up against the nearest wall of the small room, his
hands tugging the tight skirt up over her grinding hips to bare
them. She unzipped his fly and groped for the penis trapped
inside his sheer nylon French-styled briefs, the erect cock
sprang free and filled her clasping hand. It was so thick that
she had to strain to get her fingers closed around its throbbing
circumference.

Oh, he's got a big prick! she told herself silently, excitedly,
as the straight, thick shaft of Robert's erection quivered within
her grasp. No wonder every cunt on campus is chasing after him! I
want him, too! I want his cock! I want it in me!

As though he could read her thoughts, Robert's head rose from
between her heaving breasts, his face flushed with excitement.

"I want you!" he gasped, his hand wriggling around furiously in
the dampness underneath her panties.

"I want you, too!" I want your hard, hot cock inside my hungry
pussy she wanted to add in a shriek of raw sexual excitement; but
she didn't think they knew each other well enough yet for her to
use such unladylike language. It might scare her colleague off!

"Oh, darling -- how I want you, too!" she-moaned in frustration.
A sudden, hot spirt of cunt juices lubricated her slit and wet
the crotchpiece of her panties, plastering them against the
groove of her palpitating pussy. "Oh! Oh, God! Take me: take me,
now!"

Her skirt was bunched up around her waist, and her long legs,
enticing in their sheer stockings, parted and trembled in
anticipation of having the hard-on she was caressing with her
fingertips thrust up between them.

Angela pulled her panties down to her knees and pressed Robert's
hand against the mound of her cunt. It was exciting to look down
at it, squirming lewdly above the tops of her stockings, framed
by the black lace of her garter belt; it reminded Angela of some
old-fashioned Victorian pornography she had once admired and
masturbated herself to orgasm over.

"Does it excite you when a man touches and fondles your
clitoris?" Robert whispered eagerly.

"Oh, yes!" Angela moaned. "That and your mouth on my tits turns
me all to jelly inside! Oh, God! Please, darling, I --"

She never got to finish the sentence, because Robert knelt on the
floor in front of her and applied his talented mouth to her
vagina. His tongue was unexpectedly rough against her sensitive,
swollen clit; it dipped deep inside her body and Angela's senses
reeled drunkenly.

She couldn't stop herself; her thighs locked around his head, her
lower body wrenched and shook. "Oh! That mouth, I can't fucking
wait!. Oh, oh!" She climaxed against his mouth and licking
tongue, quickly -- hotly -- violently! Again and again and again!

"You had an orgasm!" Robert exulted, panting for breath.

"Yes." She was still gasping herself, her racing pulse not yet
slowed to normal. "Oh, God, yes, did I ever come, darling! Did I
ever!"

"Perhaps I should've taken it slower," her fellow professor
suggested apologetically, making it sound as though going down on
her had been some sort of scientific experiment. "I had hoped to
be inside your beautiful body when that happened -- when you
came."

"You mean with your prick?" Angela panted. There was surely no
need to be so damned polite now!

"Yes. I have a good, strong erection here, I think. I can fuck
you for some time," he promised matter-of-factly.

"I can come more than once -- and pretty quickly at that,
Robert," she assured him eagerly. "Especially if you lick me just
a little more with your lovely warm tongue first!"

He did so at once. She watched him as he laved her inner thighs
with his tongue, lazily at first, and then kissed his way up to
her clitoris and rubbed it with the tip of his tongue until it
was stiff and tense.

"I can smell your perfume mixed with your come!" Robert moaned,
smiling up into her dazed eyes. Angela flushed hotly and said
nothing, unaccustomed as she was to such compliments.

"I love it!" he told her heatedly. There could be no doubting the
sincerity written all over his glowing, excited face. "It gets me
very hard and makes my cock throb -- and my mouth water for
another taste of -- you know what!"

He again plunged his face between her thighs and ate her pussy.
He had been lapping up her natural lubrications, the by-products
of her orgasm, around the entrance to her vulva ... but now he
shoved his stiffened tongue full-length up her tight vaginal
channel and began to tongue-fuck her with it! Angela could take
no more!

"Now!" she pleaded desperately through lips that were suddenly
dry and burning -- parched with lust! "Fuck me now! Put it all
the way up inside me, darling! Fuck my pussy with your big hard
cock and fuck it hard!"

She spread her legs as wide as she could get them as she braced
herself against the wall. The blunt-tipped head of Robert's
massive hard-on was dark red, swollen with blood, as he guided it
clumsily toward her quivering cuntal crack.

The deep groove between the flushed lips of Angela's pussy was
wet and slippery with her come-cream so that her fucker had no
difficulty entering her almost at once. He placed both hands
under her squirming behind to hold her vagina in pace, quickly
rammed his prick all the way up it, and began to fuck her at a
veritable gallop!

The thrills followed closely upon each other, each new one
seemingly more intense, more prolonged, than the last. One of
them was the way Robert lunged downward from time to time to
mouth her breasts all the while his cock was pumping away
frantically inside her vagina. His lips and tongue raced
violently around each of Angela's aching nipples in turn.

Another thrilling sensation was the feel of this mature man's
heavy, hairy balls, bouncing so unrestrainedly up against the
sopping-wet lips of her well fucked quim.

And then there was the expert caress of Robert's fingertips just
inside the cleft of her behind as his powerful, warm hands
grasped and squeezed the cheeks of her ass to pull her body even
tighter against his as they screwed and also to show Angela
exactly how he wanted her to move so as to increase the friction
of his cock buried in her willing, wildly responsive cunt.

And finally, of course, there was the moment in which Robert lost
all control of his body and Angela could actually feel the
rippling pulsations of his prick inside her body just before they
were followed and obliterated by the hot, fierce gush of his
sperm as he lost his load high up inside her womb.

Until she felt that incredible wet, flooding sensation, Angela
had thought it unlikely that she would reach a second orgasm, so
violently had Robert been banging her to get his own satisfaction
-- not that she minded his roughness in the least! But when he
did come inside her like that and she realized that he was still
hard even after the last of his semen had been shot deep into her
vagina, Angela began a series of mounting climaxes that shook her
from head to foot like a volcano in full, fiery eruption.

Robert, excited anew by her involuntary bodily contortions and
the loud gasps and moans of orgasm that burst from her lips,
cooperated, his mouth sucking even more voraciously than before
at her breasts. Angela's mind and body melted into a sea of
molten lava as she came and came on that huge hard prick of his.

"I'm coming!" Angelas cried at the top of her lungs, not caring
who might hear her. "Oh, God, am I coming! My cunt's on fire,
it's burning up -- I'm coming again and again, coming, oh fuck!"

Half an hour later, still tingling internally from the multiple
orgasms she had just enjoyed while impaled upon Robert's tireless
cock, Angela slipped out of his office and hurried down the hall.

She glanced at her watch. It was getting late, and Cathy might be
worried about her. The thought of the lovely blonde girl waiting
eagerly for her back at the house, probably anxious after their
sex together and as impatient to repeat it as Angela was, made
Angela go to the nearest pay phone.

She called, strumming her fingertips against the dirty cracked
glass of the phone booth, until her phone at home rang--five,
ten, fifteen times. Then Angela hung up, gnawing her lower lip
with new insecurity.

God, what if Cathy had had some sort of guilt reaction and had
decided not to move in with her after all? After all, she was
young and technically still a virgin; her sudden plunge into
lesbian activity might have frightened her, now that she'd had
time alone to think it all over.

Angela tried to stay calm, remembering the girl's fierce,
possessive embrace and her whispered promises and expressions of
gratitude. No, she decided, Cathy wouldn't leave her, not on
impulse, anyway ... the girl worshipped her already, had sworn to
do anything for her as long as she could live with Angela and go
on having sex with her.

Perhaps Cathy had just gone out for a walk. And then there was
Derek, her other roomer and sex partner, whom Angela had almost
forgotten about in the mad rush of events since their first night
in bed together.

Derek would be home from his classes by now; perhaps he and Cathy
had gone out somewhere together, and were talking about Angela
right now. God, what if they found out she'd been screwing around
with both of them? Would they be amused -- or disgusted?

Angela hurried toward the parking lot, hoping that Cathy and
Derek were together, waiting for her to return to them.

They were together, all right; but they were hardly thinking of
Angela at the moment -- even though she was directly, if
unknowingly, responsible for their having come together in such
an impetuous rush of youthful lust.

Chapter 15
Teach Me, Teacher

Cathy bit her lips with frustration and anxiety. Where was
Angela, anyway? Why didn't she come home? She went into the
teacher's bedroom, hoping to find an appointment calendar or some
other clue about her schedule on her desk. Cathy heard the shower
being turned off ... Derek must be feeling pretty limp with
exhaustion by now, she thought with sadistic satisfaction.

Smiling, she slipped into Angela's bed, found a pack of the
landlady's cigarettes, and smoked one, thinking hard -- waiting,
and worrying, and wondering about the future.

Maybe it would be wiser not to tell Angela about her escapade
with Derek after all, she decided--at least, not yet. The woman
might get angry with her, even throw her out of the house.
Stunned by the thought, Cathy crushed out the cigarette without
finishing it and lay back under the covers. Her cunt itched.

The swift, violent sexual awakening she had been through had left
her mind dazed, her body weary. She was asleep in a few minutes,
dreaming about getting down on her knees in front of Angela to
beg her forgiveness, licking her thighs with wanton eagerness to
make it up to her lesbian lover ...!

All she had ever wanted out of life was a little love and
tenderness. Her last thought before she dropped off to sleep was
that Angela would surely provide her with that, if she did
whatever the older woman asked.

Angela, after making a phone call downstairs, came upstairs and
went directly to Cathy's room, opening the door without knocking
and frowning when she saw the empty bed.

Going to Derek's room, she didn't bother to knock there, either;
she saw that the room was dark from the crack under the door.
Opening it quietly, she saw Derek in bed, naked, sleeping alone
-- recovering from his afternoon-long' orgy with Cathy, although
Angela had no way of knowing that yet.

Her heartbeat began to accelerate with alarm. All of her plans
would be shot to hell if Cathy had run away! Maybe the girl had
had second thoughts, had left the house and gone back to her
dorm! That would be terrible.

Angela hurried to her own bedroom, flung open the door
breathlessly, and let out a long sigh of relief at the sight of
Cathy, asleep in her own bed. Angela went over to the bed,
switching on the nightstand lamp to dispel the early-evening
gloom. Cathy stirred, blinked her eyes, and then sat up and
hugged Angela fiercely, sobbing with fear.

"I'm sorry I'm home so late," Angela told her, embracing her
passionately, surprised by the intensity of the girl's reaction.
"I had to talk to a couple of the other teachers before I could
get away: are you okay, sweetheart?"

"No! I can't lie to you, Angela," Cathy said. "I want to, but I
just can't! I did something just terrible today while you were
gone -- without your permission -- but I did it for you, really!
Please don't throw me out!"

"Just tell me what happened, darling," the teacher said. "All the
details."

Crying, Cathy confessed everything, from the moment she had
offered to ball Derek to their violent final fuck in the shower.

Angela smiled and kissed her tenderly. "And you went through all
that just for me, darling? Well, it's not all that terrible ...
actually, it's rather funny. You didn't have to go to all that
trouble, though, because I've already fucked Derek. But you did
get some valuable experience out of it, it seems. And we're going
to share Derek from now on. I'm touched, Cathy, really touched
that you were willing to have sex with him to please me."

Trembling with relief, Cathy buried her face against Angela's
breasts. "Then -- you aren't going to throw me out?" she
demanded.

"Of course not, dear. You and I are going to be together for
quite a while, I hope. I've got plans for us -- tremendously
exciting plans!"

"Get into bed with me and let me go down on you," the passionate
coed pleaded.

Angela was tempted, as always, by the girl's body and
willingness; she undressed quickly and got in bed with Cathy, who
wrapped her arms tightly and possessively round her. After a few
eager preliminary caresses, the girl pushed her face down toward
Angela's cunt.

"Closer," the young college student gasped. "Bring it close to my
mouth -- your pussy -- hurry!"

Her electrifying lust was contagious: Angela nudged her throbbing
cunt close to Cathy's glistening, parted lips. The hot, panting
blonde clasped Angela's naked ass savagely, then nuzzled her warm
mouth against her heated slit and began sucking and tonguing her
clit feverishly, rubbing her wet tongue all over the sensitive
bud until Angela was moaning with passion and completely at her
mercy.

Angela felt an earthquake-like rush of pure lust shudder through
her body. Going down on this beautiful young girl was exciting
enough; but having her own cunt eat so passionately by her was a
thrill she had only fantasized about in her most lurid moments,
and experiencing it in reality set off an explosion of sexual
greed within her cunt. She devoured the feelings.

Cathy's frantic tongue had already brought her to the verge of a
powerful climax. Her moans grew louder. Angela crushed Cathy's
face lewdly against her wet pussy, glancing guiltily over her
shoulder, wondering if Derek could hear them -- and feeling
excited by the thought that he might be listening to them!

Suddenly Cathy drew her mouth back, licking her lips with her wet
pink tongue and gasping for breath.

"Don't stop!" Angela almost shrieked. "Just another minute or two
and I'll come! Lick me! Eat my cunt! Make me come, I want to so
fucking bad! My cunt's on fire."

"Me, too," Cathy gasped. "You've got to suck me, too!"

She lay back on the bed, leaning on her elbows and inching
forward so that her juicy cunt was close to the teacher's face.
Angela raised her head to see the girl's pussylips only inches
from her mouth, the blonde fur around the folds of flesh wet with
excitement, the clitoris fully exposed and unusually stiff. Cathy
rotated her cunt in slow, sinuous circles in front of Angela's
lips to tempt her. The smell was tempting in the extreme to the
landlady.

"You want to lick it, don't you?" she panted. "Go on, do it. Eat
it a slow and careful, Angela, darling ... my hot, juicy cunt,
just waiting for you to kiss and tongue-fuck it! A luscious feast
just for you, darling ... all my hot honey pouring into your
mouth as you suck me dry through a dozen comes ... go on, hurry
up, you know you want to -- kiss it, lick it, eat it, Angela,
suck my cunt!"

Neither woman noticed when Angela's bedroom door opened and Derek
stood in the hallway outside, nude, fully erect, roused from his
nap by their loud moans of passion. Derek stood in the doorway
and grinned lewdly as he watched Angela lick her lips hungrily,
leaning forward and cupping Cathy's grinding ass cheeks in
trembling hands.

Angela finally rammed her tongue deep into the blonde girl's
frothing cunt, lapping at the wet flesh with noisy, excited
greed. Cathy's perfumed pussy was extraordinarily hot as it
squirmed lustfully, against the pressure of her fucking tongue.

"Oh, take it easy, darling," Cathy crooned. "Not so fast and
rough! Ah, fuck, yes, that's so much better! Long, slow licks,
all over the inside of my hot wet pussy! Nibble on it, nibble on
my big stiff clit now -- yes, bite it, oh God! I wish I could
have you suck my cunt all night, Angela; you're such a horny
cuntlapper! Now get your tongue down there and put it in my
asshole, Angela, lick my ass tongue-fuck it ... push it in
deeper, all the way, lick, fuck, oh, Angela, that's wonderful!
Christ, you're fantastic -- you horny dyke -- oh, God!"

Leering with amusement and lust, Derek watched the sensuous coed
lead their panting landlady on. Worn out though he was by the
fucks he'd thrown into Cathy earlier, Derek couldn't suppress a
depraved excitement at the sight of the sexy young blonde urging
Angela to devour her cunt. His cock started to stiffen, jutting
out from his groin with impetuous need. He bounced his hips a
couple of times. Drops of his juices spattered onto the floor.

"Ah, your tongue!" Cathy cried. "Your juicy mouth, darling, it's
enough to drive me crazy; I want to cream in your mouth so bad it
hurts! You sweet, pussy-eating angel, you, oh suck deeper,
deeper, really fuck it with that hot wet tongue, sweetheart! Eat
my cunt! Make me come!"

His huge prick throbbing with urgency now, Derek quickly stepped
into the room and knelt on the bed behind Angela's ass. He
grasped her blushing ass cheeks in his fingers and pulled them
apart as he eased his swollen fuck tool into her succulent cunt
from behind and below, thrusting the curved shaft up between her
thighs.

Angela may have been over thirty, but she didn't look it, and her
cunt was as tight and as wildly responsive to penetration as an
inexperienced young girl's. Angela couldn't believe it when she
felt Derek's muscular body pressing down upon her back, when his
cock forced its way up into her pussy so unexpectedly! It was
like her wildest fantasy suddenly come true!

She shoved her cunt down and back, groaning in ecstatic
acceptance, as Derek began to fuck her with powerful, steady
strokes.

And, all the while he pumped into her twat from behind, he
watched Cathy's slender tanned body jerk and twitch with passion
as Angela sucked and tongued her pussy.

Christ, he realized, both of these women were really hot pieces
of ass, so desperate for sex they'd do anything! Angela's vagina
felt incredibly snug and warm as she slid it back and forth to
meet and increase the force of his quick lunges up into her,
clasping his prick firmly in her muscular inner walls. Derek
gasped as his sperm began to rise within his swollen balls. Cathy
had been a damned good fuck, but she was still a novice compared
to the older woman in both technique and experience.

"Oh, shit, I'm coming, Derek, Angela!" moaned Cathy, locking her
damp thighs around Angela's head and humping her ass furiously.
"Oh, you sexy bitch, you beautiful cuntsucker, you -- you're
doing it to me, you're making me come! Give me more of that hot
tongue, lick my clit, quick, quick -- yes, sweetheart, yes! Lick
and suck -- oh, God, I'm coming, so fucking hard I can't stand it
-- ah!"

She spasmed, as Derek, inflamed by her cries, began to screw
Angela in a savage rhythm, jamming his prickshaft in and out of
her with bruising force. Cathy wasn't faking it, he realized
excitedly -- she was really getting off, screaming and thrashing
her way through an unusually intense and prolonged orgasm.

It was obvious that their ripe brunette landlady was no newcomer
to cunnilingus. She'd had some bisexual experience, Derek
realized. If anything, though, his admiration for her only
increased. What a woman! Her mouth and pussy seemed ready for
anything!

"Good, tight cunt!" he moaned as he pumped himself in and out of
Angela's spasming cunt. "Work it, baby, work it, squeeze my dick!
UhI Terrific! You're a fantastic fuck, Ms. Sutherland -- so hot
and wild and horny for cock!"

The teacher was delirious, literally out of her mind with lust
now, her blazing cunt the only reality that existed for her as
she felt it being filled and ravaged by a huge, hard prick while
a sweetly gushing, feverishly overheated pussy rubbed over her
lips and seemed to suck at her probing tongue.

She felt a deep thrill of pride at Derek's vulgar, but sincere,
praise of her performance. These were no longer two innocent,
untaught teenagers, but jaded, experienced swingers, who liked
their sex raw and uninhibited and who obviously loved her wanton
appetite and complete lack of sexual restraint. She had taught
them well!

She felt Cathy's sharp nails clawing into her back, stinging her,
perhaps even drawing blood ... but the stab of the nails in her
shoulders only made Angela renew her lewd sucking and kissing and
tongue-fucking.

Derek also dug his fingers into her, into the flesh of her ass
cheeks, holding his breath and grunting as her frantically active
cunt began to suck his load from him in spurt upon hot spurt of
jism. His cockhead expanded. His balls jumped in anticipation.

His prick burst inside her, stinging and bathing the interior of
her cunt with fiery liquid.

"God damn -- wild fuck -- swing it, milk it, move that ass, baby
-- oh. God -- shit, you're good pussy!" he gasped as he unloaded
inside her.

It had been like plugging his dick into an electric socket and
being badly shocked, Derek thought dazedly as he wrenched his
prick out of Angela's voracious snatch and rolled over on the bed
beside the two women.

Cathy was still climaxing uncontrollably, crushing Angela's mouth
to her cuntlips as she sat on her face, rubbing her pussy
violently back and forth against her desperately swabbing tongue.
Angela moaned, her hands groping

Cathy's sweaty breasts, her face smeared with the girl's cunt
juice.

A moment later, Cathy collapsed--panting and wild-eyed, a final
orgasm ebbing away deep within her loins ... Angela had finally
been too much for her -- for the first time in her life, the girl
was truly satisfied, completely fucked out!

"Jesus, can she ever eat it!" she declared. "I can't take any
more, Angela; I came so many times in a row that now my cunt
hurts!"

Angela smiled at her in a sultry manner, caressing one of Cathy's
palpitating, perspiring breasts. "I think we'd all better get
some rest, now. It's been a rather tiring day!"

With a groan, Derek got off the bed and staggered down the hall,
to collapse in his own room. He knew that he'd have to sleep
alone if he wanted to get any rest!

Left alone with Angela, the exhausted Cathy fell asleep quickly;
but Angela lay awake for some time, thinking in the darkness.

It was obvious that Cathy would do just about anything for her
now. And, tomorrow, she would put the lovely young girl to her
first real test -- it would be the beginning of her long,
strenuous initiation into the world of abandoned, depraved
promiscuity. The classrooms would be out there, waiting for her
-- on the streets and in bars, in the lobbies of cheap hotels.
There were truckstops and porno bookstores and massage parlors,
and dozens of other places where frustrated men and women hung
out, looking for sex.

Angela only hoped that both she and Cathy would be able to
survive the grueling erotic obstacle course until they learned
the ropes. But Angela had been a good teacher up to now, and she
knew that there could be no turning back for her now. She also
knew, for certain, that Cathy would never want to turn back from
her first intoxicating taste of depravity, either, because she,
Angela, had given it to her with such love and tenderness.

And then there was Derek to think about ... she was glad that the
young stud had accepted the idea of a menagea-trois so readily,
so unquestioningly. Angela already had what she'd wanted -- a boy
and a girl in her household, both infatuated with her, both eager
to satisfy her in bed.

It was going to be a complicated arrangement -- almost too much
for one woman, no matter how mature and intelligent, to handle.
But Angela knew she would manage, somehow, and that this was only
the beginning of her erotic odyssey. Their three destinies were
interlocked now, chained together by lust.

Angela caressed the blonde girl beside her as Cathy slept on.
What was so wrong about it? She hadn't invented sex, or chosen to
be tormented by unusually strong desires that compelled her to
seek out extraordinary means of satisfying them.

Her mind at peace, Angela slept with a sultry smile of
anticipation on her lips.

The End

HZ>f@vrLCz=FDrxpQWHF

------- ASSM Moderation System Notice--------
This post has been reformatted by the ASSM
Moderation Team due to inadequate formatting.

-- 
Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+
| alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <story-submit@asstr.org>|
| FAQ: <http://assm.asstr.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-admin@asstr.org> |
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+
|ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr.org>   Hosted by <http://www.asstr.org> |
|Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}|
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+