Ken Preston

Willing teacher

Ann Carter shuffled the sheets of lecture notes together and stuffed them into her sexual hygiene notebook. She stacked her textbooks neatly on the corner of the desk and leaned back in the chair, watching her class copy the homework assignment from the blackboard. She noticed her hands were trembling slightly, and wondered what she should do about Billy Jackson. The boy had a way of staring at her tits that made her nipples stand up embarrassingly stiff.

The bell signaling the end of class sounded. She watched the students filing past her desk. Her stomach did a small flip, seeing how many of the boys had their hands stuffed in their pockets, trying to hide their erections. The color slides of female anatomy had made more than half the boys cross their legs and cover their crotches.

The sight of naked pussy is stimulating, even in a classroom atmosphere, she thought to herself. Tomorrow, when she showed the pictures she had taken of boys with big hard-ons, it would be the girls' turn to get flustered.

A dumpy, tousle-haired teacher stuck her head in Ann's doorway. "Mr. Swift wants to see you in his office, right away," she announced. Her grin seemed to say "now you're in for it". The bitch had been the loudest voice opposing the new experimental sex instruction class that the school board had finally, though reluctantly, decided to try.

Ann wondered why the principal wanted to talk to her. She nervously patted the long braids of golden hair pinned in a neat bun above the smooth ivory column of her neck and settled her full tits in her lacy bra. Her nipples still stood out, hard and brittle feeling.

The Jackson boy had a way of undressing Ann with his eyes that made her pussy itch and her mind wander from her lecturing.

"I was told you wanted to see me, Mr. Swift," she said to the handsome young principal, after his booming "Come in!" had brought her to his inner office.

"Oh, yes, Miss Carter. Please, sit down. How are things going with the new class?"

Ann gave him a quick progress report, crossing her knees and showing him a lot of shapely leg. It was difficult for her to keep her eyes from straying to the bulge in his slacks. In her mind, she was tugging his zipper down and pulling out a thick, sturdy cock. She'd had a bad case of the hots for the wavy-haired principal ever since the first day she'd met him.

He listened attentively, nodding and making a few notes. He paced behind his desk, chewing on the end of his pencil, and finally got around to why he'd asked her in.

"I've been requested by the Board to ask you about the source of the color slides of… of… naked males and females… ah… that you use in your lectures."

"I take them myself, Mr. Swift," she replied quietly. "You know how scarce proper sex instruction material proved to be when we put this course together. It's now fairly complete, material wise. I still need slides of an adult male and female having intercourse."

She took a deep breath, realizing she had just thought of a way to get him to fuck her. "Faces need not be shown, of course. Trouble is, males of my acquaintance have been reluctant to assist me, so far."

He looked at her as though he were seeing her for the first time. His eyes roamed over her trim figure, pausing on her full bust, then dropping to the smoothness of her flat belly. He colored slightly and dropped his hand to his cock. Ann looked him straight in the eye as he walked around his desk and leaned against it, their knees almost touching.

"The impact of the pictures would be even greater if the man were as handsome as you," she said as she smiled up at him.

He grinned like he'd been told a hot virgin student wanted to fuck him.

"Could I persuade you to help me prepare some educational slides for my class?" Ann asked softly. She leaned back and opened her jacket. She knew he could see her nipples swelling under her tight sweater.

"You wouldn't dare show my face…" he said, very seriously. Then he realized she was plainly asking him to fuck her. His face turned crimson.

"I…" His voice stuck in his throat when Ann stood up, her tits touching his chest.

The fragrance of her subtle perfume made his nostrils quiver and his cock begin to grow uncomfortably large in his tight shorts. He could feel himself getting hard as a rock when she leaned against him and stood looking into his eyes, her full red lips slightly parted. Her bind brushed the back of his neck.

"You're so tight and nervous. You shouldn't feel like that. A man needs to relax."

"Ummm… well, this is a busy office."

"Would you let me help you relax?" Her fingers traced over his wide smooth lips.

Ann felt hot as a fox. She had never set out to deliberately seduce a man before. Her fingers brushed over his swollen crotch. She moved closer. Her firm jugs burned into his shirtfront. He suddenly put his arms around her and pulled her closer. His kiss was hot and lingering. She returned it fiercely, feeling her nipples grow into flint-hard points.

Ann shivered. She could feel his heart pounding rapidly. Her hips ground her pussy-mound against the wonderful fullness in his pants.

"My God, what am I doing?" he muttered, pushing her away.

"Being a man. Just being a man," she whispered. Her knees felt so weak she slid down to the floor, pulling him with her. He began kissing her – savagely! His hard dick rubbed deliciously against her damp crotch.

"You're an exciting man! Such a strong, passionate exciting man," she whispered hotly, nipping his ear with her sharp white teeth. Her panties were sopping wet. She ground her snatch against his full, pulsating erection. Her cunt was so hot and itchy, she felt she couldn't wait another second to feel his cock inside her.

His hand slid under her sweater and cupped a full tit. He squeezed her firm mound as if he'd never felt a hot boob in all his life. Ann moaned and reached up to pull her bra cup away from her goose-bumpy flesh. Her stiff nipple burned into his palm.

"Pull my sweater up," she urged him. "Suck on me. Bite me!"

She arched her back. Her soft fingers encircled his neck, pulling his face to her aching tits. He bent his head eagerly. He took a stiff nipple into his mouth and nibbled.

Ann thought she was going to go out of her mind with the sudden flush of erotic pleasure that glowed through her body. She shivered and writhed under the weight of his body as he hungrily licked her creamy skin and sucked her yielding nipple into his mouth.

"Oh, God! You make me so hot. Do whatever you want to with me. Mmmmm. Your mouth feels heavenly," she gasped. Her fingers found his zipper and pulled. Her hand slipped inside his fly and fumbled through the opening of his shorts. He groaned when her hot fist closed around his rigid cock.

"I want to see it! Have to see it! Back away a bit," she panted.

Ann held his throbbing cock tightly in her hand. It was red-hot. It made her feel even hotter. She stared at it.

"You, have such a beautiful cock," she whispered. She leaned down and brushed her tongue lightly against the swollen pink head. She felt him stiffen even more, instantly.

"Jesus!" he groaned, "If anyone comes in here, we'll both be fired!"

Ann would not be stopped. She opened her mouth and sucked his hot cock between her lips. She kept the swollen head just inside her mouth, using her flicking tongue on his tiny slit. She knew he was too far gone to really care about anything except feeling her hot wet mouth sucking him off.

"I want to see you naked, Ann. All the way. Stark naked!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Let me help you, oh, shit! The damn catch on my skirt is stuck."

She ripped it loose and lifted her hips so he could pull her skirt down over her slim legs. She shook free of her jacket and raised her arms so he could pull her sweater high over her quivering tits. She lay back, watching him stare at the dark mound under her sheer panties. They were soaking wet and clinging to her crack, revealing the swollen fullness of her pussylips more enticingly than if her cunt had been naked.

"Beautiful!" he murmured, leaning down to brush his open mouth over her pussy-mound. His finger slipped under the edge of her panties and teased the tip of her erect clit.

"Ooooooh, I love the way you touch me," Ann moaned. "I love your fingers on me."

His shaking hands rolled her panties down – slowly. Every single golden cunt hair seemed to spring up, charged, bristling, parting to reveal the pink flesh bidden beneath. She felt his eyes setting rife to her cunt. Never before had her pussy felt so empty and so hot, nor her clit so hard and sensitive.

"I've never seen such a beautiful pussy," he breathed. His words made her squirm with feverish heat. Her thighs parted wider. She knew what he was going to do.

"Yes," she whispered. "Do it! I'm so damn hot. It would feel fantastic!"

"You want me to eat your pussy. You want my tongue in your cunt, don't you?" he asked huskily.

"Oh, yes! God, yes!"

She shivered hotly as she felt his lips barely touch her thigh. He kissed and licked her soft flesh, moving ever closer to her pussy. Her asshole puckered and burned with desire, almost as quickly as her cunt became wildly inflamed and swollen.

"Eat me!" she demanded. "I want that tongue in my pussy. I need it!"

His lips were pressed to her open cuntlips. She nearly screamed with joy. He pushed his tongue between the plump, throbbing lips of her cunt and dove deep into her hot hole. Her strong muscles instantly closed around his tongue. He licked her cunt walls. She could hear him sucking and swallowing her flowing juices. His tongue went mad in her cunt, licking up over her clit, swooping deep into her hole, pulling back to fuck up and down her soaking slit and dip into the crack between her quivering asscheeks.

"You're terrific with your mouth!" Ann panted. "You're driving me insane! Keep eating me. Oooo, keep eating meeee!"

He drove his tongue in deeper and faster. Her ass moved in a quick rhythm to the stabbing thrusts. It felt so damn good! She could feel the blazing fires growing in her belly. Next to fucking, there was nothing that drove her out of her mind so much as a man who knew his way around her hot pussy with his tongue.

She ripped off her bra and grabbed his hands. "Play with my titties. Play with me! Both your hands! Jesus, my nipples are going to break right off but I don't care. Pinch them! Twist them!"

Her hips rocked her cunt against his probing tongue, clamping it with her spasming muscles, tugging it in deeper. He squeezed her tits with delicious roughness while he ate her cunt. Her pussy poured out a stream of juicy hot cream.

"Oh God!" she groaned. "I'm coming. I'm coming with your tongue in me. Love it! AGHHHHH!"

He didn't take his mouth away, but pressed even more tightly into her. Her body rocked with violent shivers. Her fingers twisted in his hair. She ground his chin and his sucking mouth against her cunt.

"Fantastic!" she panted.

He raised his head, his lips glistening with her slick cunt juice. "I've got to fuck your tasty cunt, Ann. Right here and now. Right here on this G

oddamn floor."

"Yes!" she gasped hotly. "I want your cock in me! Every hard inch!"

He stumbled to his feet, impatiently ripping off his pants. His shorts flew through the air. His eyes flicked over to his office door, but he shrugged and reached down to smear his slick fluid down his pulsating cockshaft, getting it ready to penetrate her quivering pussy hole.

"I'm too fucking hot to care about anything but getting my cock in you," he growled. "My secretary should stop anyone in the outer office. I've never wanted to fuck so damn bad in all my life."

"Take me, Greg," Ann pleaded. "Fuck my hot pussy!"

He looked down at her, jacking his cock and staring at her slim finger teasing her cunt up out of its snug nest. "Christ, that makes my blood boil… the way you finger yourself!"

He knelt between her parted thighs, leaning close to her wet pussy to watch her fingerfuck herself. He muttered under his breath at the way her cunt snugged around her probing finger. It seemed to him that he could already feel her muscles gripping his cock, sliding straight to the bottom of her cunt. His fingers reached out to part her tight cuntlips so he could see the soft pink flesh yielding under the thrusting of her fingers.

"Love to see a hot bitch do herself that way," he said. "If you could see what I'm seeing, baby! The way your fuckhole grips that finger! Christ, you're going to make me come before I even get into you."

"No. No, I won't. You're going to fuck me and fuck me and fuck me, darling. I'm not going to let you come. Not until we just can't wait one second longer. Put it in me! I want to fuck. I want to pull every inch of that wonderful cock into me. I want to feel your balls slap against my ass and know what it's like to have my cunt spread by that huge knob you're squeezing."

She lifted her legs into the air, exposing every inch of her flaming hot cunt to his eyes. He could see her cunt trickling juice into the open crack of her ass. Her hole spasmed as though it were already welcoming his rigid dick into the steaming depths of her snatch.

Her fingers spread her cuntlips wide open. "Now! Greg, darling, do it to me!"

His strong arms pulled her up over his folded legs, and he pressed his hard cock against her open cunthole. She shuddered and held him tight against her, working her hips up and down, dragging her quivering cunt against the slick underside of his cockshaft.

"Ram that fucking cock into me!" she rasped.

He let her press his rigid cock down until its pulsating head nudged a delicious inch into her creaming hole.

"Now," he said. "I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before." He leaned forward. Ann moaned with ecstasy as she felt him fucking in. And in! Her cunt muscles rippled, pulling every inch of his rigid flaming hot fuck-tool into her grasping fuck-hole.

Ann ground her pussy mound against the base of his throbbing cock and fritter cut whip jolting surges of electric current up her twisting spine. He felt better in her cunt than she had ever dreamed a cock could, feel. Her legs rose slowly in the air, then closed over his naked ass and pulled him so tightly into her that he gasped and scooped her hot body up off the floor to crush her tits against his chest.

"Fuck that cock, baby," he moaned. "Fuck it! Fuck it! Fuck it!"

She trembled her cunt back until just the wide knob of his cock kept her cuntlips open, and then slid him back into her so far she felt his prick would come right up into her throat. She stroked him deeply, but slowly, not wanting him to come, but knowing he was so supercharged he was on the very edge of spilling his load of boiling hot jism into the bottom of her cunt.

The sudden insistent ringing of the phone made them both jump. "Oh, fuck a duck! Where is that dumb secretary?"

He gave his cock one more quick snap into her clenching cunt and stood up angrily and lunged for the phone. "If I don't answer this damn thing, who knows who will stumble into this office?" he grumbled. He stomped around his desk and leaned against it, trying to keep his voice even and smoothly businesslike. Ann followed him hotly around his desk. She pulled his chair up close to him and sat down to reach for his jerking, twitching erection.

Ann grinned teasingly at him and held his thick, powerfully throbbing prick in her hands. She tightened her grip around the slick shaft. She held his meaty flesh up straight so that she could lick it from top to bottom. He almost groaned out loud, but he couldn't make himself push her head away from his cock.

She worked her hand up and down and his cock until she had milked his cock-cream up and out over the swollen red head of his dick. She smeared it over his full balls and slipped her questing finger-tip between the quivering cheeks of his ass. Her hot finger probed into his tight asshole, making his cock jerk wildly. Her tongue raced around his shining cockhead. His dick swelled each time her hand slid up and down on it. She was so hot to taste his cum, she began sucking furiously on him.

"Well, I'm… I'm sure we'll find an answer to that problem," he grunted into the phone. His eyes rolled wildly as he felt his balls tighten under the sucking urging of her hot mouth. He bit his lips and closed his eyes, but his hips kept fucking his rigid length deeper and deeper down her throat.

Having his cock sucked always drove Greg right out of his gourd. His own girl refused to put her mouth over his cock, no matter how much he pleaded. Her cunt would rub his lips raw, raking up and down against his mouth when he went down on her, but never once could he get her to willingly suck his dick. It wasn't fair. She'd cry and moan and climax all over the bed, time after time, but some strange prudish quirk in her mind kept her from ever returning his favors. Now the stinging urge to come, burning through his cock-channel, couldn't be put off any longer. His free hand whipped around the back of Ann's bobbing head. He pulled her tight to him, forcing almost all his cock into her throat. His face flushed red. She felt his trembles start from his toes and rage up through his body as his cock jerked and throbbed and poured an ocean of scalding hot jism in her mouth.

She refused to let him go. She kept his cock up, stiffly jerking between her pursed lips, long after she had swallowed every drop he had to give her.

He slammed the phone down and shoved her chair back away from him. Ann hooked her legs over the arms and slid her cunt out to the very edge of the cushion.

"Fuck me again, Greg," she pleaded. "I know your cock is so sensitive you could scream, but put it in me anyway. I-I'll try to hold still and let you feel it just soak in me. Honest I will."

Her voice sounded pleading, like a virgin begging her daddy to fuck her tight hole for the first time in her life.

Greg fell to his knees, holding his aching cock straight out, poised to plunge into her gaping, hungry cunthole. Ann moaned in anticipation, closing her eyes and waiting for that blissful moment when his thick knob would penetrate the fluttering entrance to her warm sheath.

"Oh! I can't believe my eyes!" they heard a raspy female voice gasping.

Greg whirled around in shock! Standing in the doorway was the teacher who had summoned Ann to his office. Her eyes glittered brightly with a perverse joy, and something else Ann couldn't figure out for a moment.

"Wouldn't the school board be delighted to hear about this!" she cackled, striding briskly across the room to stand beside them and compress her lips, bitterly, as she stared at Ann's red-hot open cunt.

Greg's mouth opened, but no words came out. He could see his whole career going down the chute when this old broad spread the word that he was fucking one of the teachers in his office. The teacher of the sex education class, at that! Ann reached out to pat the bitch's hand, but it was snatched away.