Steven Golden

Hot sucking teacher

CHAPTER ONE

Val was wearing nothing but a baseball cap and a pair of thigh-length pink leg-warmers when Sid Cooke swung open the door of her tiny office. She was changing after her last gym class of the day and, her brown body glowed with health and vigor. Her big tits rode high on her chest, the nipples jutting up nearly an inch off their puffy pink circles.

"Don't you ever knock when you enter a room?" she pouted, glaring at him from under the brim of her red baseball cap. Her fluffy blonde hair squiggled out on either side of her lovely face. She was blushing prettily.

"Don't you ever lock the Goddamn thing? How was I to know you were changing?" He stood on the threshold, gazing at her hungrily. His eyes roamed everywhere, taking her all in.

"Well you know now. How about being a gentleman and giving me two minutes to get decent?"

She had dipped one hand into her crotch and was vainly trying to cover the lovely tufted V of her cunt hair. One arm tried to hold her tits modestly, but that was even more hopeless. They kept tumbling free like ripe, heavy fruit.

Sid closed the door, gently behind him. "Who said I was a gentleman? I've been trying to get a look at those tits for weeks now. You've kept them pretty much to yourself."

Val sighed. Sid was a fellow teacher and in the three weeks she'd been at the school he hadn't left her alone. He'd pursued her constantly, asking her out again and again. Finally, to quiet him down, she'd consented to see him. They'd been out twice and on both occasions he'd been all over her. It had taken all her cunning not to end up in bed with him.

Not that he wasn't attractive. He was tall and dark and had a great body. But he obviously had only one thing on his mind, and she was interested in a more rounded, more meaningful relationship with someone serious and caring. Sid was funny and she quite enjoyed being with him. But she could never be so completely concerned with sex as he was. It could never work between them.

"Sid, would you please leave?" she said, rolling her eyes to the ceiling. Then, in spite of herself, she giggled. He was shuffling toward her comically, flicking his eyebrows up and down and leering at her like a dirty old man.

"Come on now, give a guy a break," he smiled. "You jiggle down the hallways bouncing those big beautiful tits and swaying that gorgeous little ass of yours, you drive me out of my mind on two dates that left me horny and frustrated, what do you expect me to do when I find the girl of my dreams bare-ass in front of me? You're too much, baby. Too much for any normal guy to resist."

He was closing in on her and she backed up till her lovely ass cheeks bumped the edge of her desk. He came to a stop directly in front of her, not quite touching her, then dipped his head quickly to kiss her golden brown shoulder. His hands came up to circle her tiny waist. Her skin was warm and soft and so smooth.

"What did you want down here anyway?" she asked, trying to keep her voice level.

"Isn't it obvious what I want? I came down to ask you to dinner tonight, but now I know this is what I really need." He was kissing along her shoulder to her neck. He began nuzzling her cozily just below her ear.

"Sid…" she sighed.

Val was trying to resist, she really was. But it was hard to put authority into your voice when you were nine-tenths naked in front of a guy and wearing a baseball cap to boot. What was worse, the closeness of his body was having an effect on her. She couldn't even remember the last time she'd made love with anyone and her nerve-endings were tingling.

"Don't fight it, babe," he murmured, sensing the change in her. "Seems to me you've been fighting it way too long."

He was using his lips and tongue on her neck, licking her, teasing the skin with his lips. He worked his way down under her chin and over to the other side of her head. His hands were stroking gently up and down her flanks, caressing her. He could feel her body relax against the desk. He wanted to fling her on the desk top, to manhandle her tits, to cram his cock inside her and blast his wad. But he knew he could have to go slowly.

"Sid, please, don't…" she murmured.

She felt so helpless there in front of him, one hand in her crotch, one arm cradling her colossal tits. His mouth was making her feel weaker by the second.

Finally, his mouth left her neck and began to go lower. He started kissing the lush upper slopes of her tits, the part she couldn't cover with her arm. He sensed her chest rising and falling under his lips as her breathing grew heavier. His hands ran up and down her naked back, as high as her shoulder blades and as low as her upper ass cheeks planted firmly on the desk.

"Sid, we shouldn't be doing this… I shouldn't be letting you…" she muttered. In spite of herself her head rolled back on her shoulders and her eyes closed with pleasure.

"Don't worry, don't fret," he coaxed. "Just move your arm a little… that's right."

To his surprise, she let her arm slip lower and lower on her gorgeous young tits. He moved with her, kissing and licking, and more and more brown tit came into view. Then he saw the paler skin which had been covered by her bikini and he knew he was getting somewhere. Any minute now – heaven!

"What if someone, comes by?" she whispered, her voice growing more excited. "I'm a new teacher here. I have my good name to consider. There's no one around. The place is deserted," he snorted into her chest.

Her arm fell a little lower and he could see the top part of one pink circle surrounding her nipple. Then he forced her arm down farther, and one big nipple came into view. His mouth began to water.

Val had amazing nipples. Even when she wasn't aroused, they stood up proudly, well over half an inch in length. They were thick and solid and a dark, nut-brown color. They sat on top of their puffy pink circles like varnished thumb-tips. When she was excited, they grew and grew, till they were nearly an inch long, fat, solid stubs of granite hard flesh.

"Sonovabitch! These could really poke a guy's eye out!" he groaned, studying the one hopelessly erect stub.

He leaned forward and flicked the nipple with his tongue. Then with a deep groan he sank his mouth onto it and began sucking madly. It was hot and hard as stone against his tongue.

"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" she moaned.

Now her arm fell away from her tits and let them settle on her chest. She arched her back some, forcing her one tit against his face, cramming the nipple into his mouth. His hand came up to cup and maul the other tit. His fingers sent sparks into her.

He sucked hard on her nipple, circling his tongue around and round it, drawing it up off its circle with his lips. It seemed to swell and grow even longer in his mouth. When he finally lifted up off it the stub was wet and shining, as if it had been glazed. It pointed to the ceiling proudly.

"I've never seen nipples like these. I've never seen such gorgeous fucking tits," Sid croaked. And he began licking down into her cleavage, slobbering his way between her tits toward the other swollen nipple.

"They've always been that way. I don't know why," Val murmured, her eyes closed, her head rolling back.

She knew she should stop this. She knew she should protest. She was a fresh young teacher, after all, and he was using four-letter words around her as if she was a lumberjack or something. And he was sucking her tits crazily.

But she couldn't stop him. She couldn't say a word. The sparks flying into her chest were too lovely and the feel of his suckling mouth was too much. She blushed at the rush of her thoughts and feelings. She didn't even mind the swearing and the dirty words. Somehow it all added to the excitement, to the wild pleasure running through her.

He found her other nipple with his mouth and began sucking it as he had the other. She sighed and leaned back on the desk, supporting herself with her free arm. Incredibly, she still had one hand in her crotch and she kept it there modestly, as if when the time came she could still stop him if she wished. This crazy episode needn't go all the way, after all.

"I don't believe these fucking nipples! They're crazy!" he wheezed, lifting his mouth off her tit at last.

Sid gazed fondly at her tits as they shifted and settled with her slightest movement. They were brown and swollen-looking, and swept down and separated as if they'd been pumped too full of fluid. The circles around the tips were puffy and pink. The nipples jutted out so far they cast shadows on the skin.

The tits rose and fell with her heavy breathing. She stared at him from under the peak of her cap, wondering what he would do next. Now would be the time to protest, she realized. If she wanted to stop this whole thing before it went any further, all she had to do was speak up, push him away, make her voice stern and tell him to get lost. But she did none of these things.

And Sid seemed to sense what was going on in her head, for he paused just to look into her face, to smile at her. It was as though he knew that she wanted him to go on, but was teasing her by giving her this chance to say something. If she didn't speak up, there'd be no turning back. There could be no excuses. He could do what he wanted with her and she could hardly complain.

She cast down her eyes like a shy little girl and he almost laughed out loud. She looked so young and pretty and cute there with her frizzy blonde hair fluffed out from under her cap, her gorgeous face framed perfectly. Her big tits heaved on her chest, her brown belly rippled below. He felt a solid stirring in his cock. He licked his lips hungrily.

"You like having your titties sucked? That feel good, a hot mouth on your big nipples?" he leered.

He brought up both hands and cupped her tits solidly, squeezing them, pressing the nipples in on themselves with his thumbs. She leaned forward and let her tits settle into his hands.

She didn't answer. She couldn't trust her voice. She watched as he hefted her tits, separated them, tested their weight. Then she was nuzzling his face back between them, cramming both tits to his cheeks. He mashed them to either side of his head and groaned with pleasure. Then he began kissing and licking her again. He planted hot wet kisses on her skin and worked his way lower, an inch at a time. Slipping his head from between her tits he licked down aver her rib cage, along the slight hollow of her belly. The skin was brown and flat and firm. Then he was digging his tongue into her navel, scooting it around and teasing her. Her belly heaved under his mouth. Val knew where this was leading and her heart beat faster at the thought. She still clutched her hand against her pussy. Her legs were closed modestly. As he worked lower she found herself leaning back slightly. The edge of the desk dug into the taut flesh of her ass cheeks. Was there still time to stop him, still time to protest?

His mouth left her navel and sucked its way down over her lower belly. It occurred to her suddenly that if he'd burst in the door a few seconds later she would have had her panties on and things might have been very different. But as it was she wore no panties, nothing below her baseball cap but the woolly pink leg-warmers that ended midway up her golden brown thighs. She felt so helpless.

"So what's it to be, babe?" Sid grunted, gazing up into her lovely face. He had his tongue stuck out and was licking circles around and around her lower belly, just above her sheltering hand. "You going to move that hand? You want me to use my mouth on your cunt? Want me to suck your pussy?"

Why did he have to be so vulgar? Val wondered. He seemed to want to shock her, to assault her with the four-letter words and dirty expression. Or maybe he knew more than she did. She was responding to the dirty talk, she couldn't deny it. It made her feel sexy and strange and… yes, a little dirty. Why did she also feel so good?

"I could lick your cunt real good. I suck a mean cunt. Ask anybody, they'll tell you. Sid Cooke is the best pussy-eater in town." He licked lower on her golden belly, onto the paler skin, along her thumb. He stared up at her with a funny look in his eyes.

Bit by bit, so slowly that at first bethought he was imagining it, her hand slipped down off her crotch. He caught a glimpse of a sliver of blonde pussy hair, then more, then more. At last her hand fluttered away altogether and the glorious tufted V of her cunt was displayed there in front of him. He licked his lips, swallowed, and groaned.

"Spread your legs. Spread 'em wide," he muttered. "I like lots of room when I eat cunt. I like to get my head in there and really go to town."

Shyly, a bit at a time, Val inched her feet apart on the floor. Her slender brown thighs cranked wider and wider. And beneath the fluffy curls of her crotch hair, the puffy lips of her cunt started to split for him.

CHAPTER TWO

"Beautiful. Fucking beautiful!" he whispered, gazing at the pulpy lips of her cunt. "Is there anything about you that isn't fucking gorgeous, babe?"

Val stared down at him, fascinated. She was sitting on the edge of the desk now, supporting herself with both arms. Her big tits had rolled and separated slightly on her chest. She gazed down between than at his beaming face. He was inches from her pussy, staring into it with an intensity that shocked her. His hands rested on the tops of her thighs, above her legwarmers.

"Gorgeous face, gorgeous legs, gorgeous tits, gorgeous ass. And now, gorgeous fucking pussy. You're really some hunk of woman, babe."

His fingers inched up her thighs, into her crotch. He caught at the pulpy lips of her cunt and pried apart gently. Shiny pink skin winked at him. He could see her inner cunt, and the button of her clit.

Val fell back onto her elbows. And then, without thinking, she lifted her legs, hooked her feet onto the edge of the desk. At the same time she spread her thighs wide, displaying her crotch for him brazenly. All thought of resistance had gone now, at least for the time being. She stared down at him anxiously between her scissored legs.

"That's it. Atta girl," he encouraged, suddenly faced with not just her flowering pussy but also the puckered ring of her pretty asshole. "Show Sid your cunt. Spread wide for him now."

Val could feel herself growing moist. Without him even touching her pussy, she was growing wet between her legs. She blushed again, ashamed of herself. What must he think of her? Did he think she was too easy? A slut? She had no more time to think about it. He was thrusting his face up against her pussy poking at hunks of flesh with his tongue.

"Ohhh! Ohhh!" she moaned, again closing her eyes and willing her head about loosely. His tongue on her pussy felt even better than on her nipples. Her golden belly rippled with pleasure.

He poked his tongue about everywhere, warming to his work. And as be pried her cuntlips wide with his fingers great shiny pink hunks of skin flopped down from inside her. Her cunt was expanding, blooming for him, oozing pulpy strips of skin that formed into a ragged circle. The small bud of her clit gleamed brightly at him.

"You like that? You like a tongue on your hot little pussy?" he leered.

He didn't wait for any reply, but dipped his head deep between her thighs and plucked at her ragged cuntlips with his mouth. Her pussy was swelling crazily, and a gooey sweet slime was dribbling down onto his face.

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhh!" she groaned.

She kept her eyes closed now except for brief moments when she gazed down between her legs at his sucking face. Tremors of pleasure were running through her cunt.

His mouth was pressed firmly onto her gaping pussy and he was firing his tongue in and out, like a miniature cock, and circling it around and around. Her pulpy hair-lined cunt lips sucked against his face. Her clit vibrated each time he touched it. She couldn't believe how good she felt. Waves of pleasure were running through her.

"Ohhhhh! Oh fuck!" she whimpered, amazed that she'd used a four-letter word. But she couldn't help it. He was doing things to her with his mouth that were driving her crazy! She suddenly wanted to talk dirty.

"Mmmfff," he slobbered into her pussy.

He nipped at her inner cunt lips, drew the ragged folds of skin out as far as he could. The weird pulpy circle of her cunt hole seemed to force itself further into the open.

"Eat me! Eat my cunt!" she wailed, no longer able to control what she said. "Suck my cunt! Oh suck it! Oh it feels so fucking good!"

Sid did his best, working his tongue deep into her cunt then pulling back and nibbling at the loose folds of skin, oozing from between her outer cunt lips. He pressed her clit with his tongue-tip and diddled it about. He sucked and licked and kissed all over her cunt and the grease flowed down and made his face shine.

"Fuck me, Sid. Please fuck me," she said at last, her voice a near snarl. "I want your cock inside me. I need to get fucked real bad."

She enjoyed using the dirty words. It was like some kind of release for her. She was letting him do dirty things to her, so why not use the proper words to describe such things? Now she was asking him to fuck her and somehow there didn't seem to be anything wrong with it. She wanted his cock. She needed it. Why not tell him?

"Shove your cock up my cunt. Fuck me silly. I need it so bad," she went on. She was glaring down at him between the pink sheaths of her leg-warmers. She could see his nose half-buried in the pretty blonde curls of her crotch hair.

He slobbered, sucking her even harder. But his eyes rolled up to her face and they were bright with lust. He wouldn't be able to keep himself from fucking her for much longer.

She humped her ass up off the desk, mashed her gaping pussy hard onto his mouth. She could hear wet sucking sounds as he gnawed at her. He sounded as though he was slurping up soup.

"Fuck me! Cram your cock inside me and fuck me till I can't stand up!" she croaked.

She fell to her back on the desk, flailed her arms out on either side of her. Her big tits rolled back on her chest, spread themselves slightly with the long nipples thrust up high.

"So, you're in the mood for some cock finally are you?" he grinned, lifting his mouth off her oozing cunt. His face was shiny with her pussy juices. "And after all that playing hard to get. Shit, you want it worse than I do!"

"Just fuck me. Please fuck me," she moaned. Her head rolled from side to side on the desk. She still had her silly baseball cap on.

"Well, as long as you insist," he teased.

He climbed to his feet, a little wobbly after all the crouching. Then, with slow, relaxed movements, he unzipped his pants, shoved them to the floor along with his shorts, and stepped, from the tangle. His cock swayed up and out, a long thick hunk of cockmeat that was already pulsing hard.

She stared down between her hooked-up legs, her eyes taking in the length and girth of his prick. She swallowed, a bit surprised at the size of it. Sid's balls hung heavily beneath it, swollen and twitching. The cock itself was about eight inches long and the foreskin had peeled back off the head and left it shining wetly.

"You like it? My cock big enough for you?" he smiled.

"Mmmmmmm," she muttered, not once taking her eyes off the swinging prick. He had taken it in his hand and was pumping it steadily. He eased forward between her scissored legs.