Willing teacher - erotic stories, sex tales



The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely trying and tempting conditions.

The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all corners, male and female alike. The man who, during the strip show at a stag party, climbs up on the stage with the girl and performs with her in front of his friends. The couple who, under group pressure, reluctantly join the neighborhood wife-swappers.

Ann Carter, a schoolteacher, is one of these outwardly normal people. But within her a love of degradation and a desire to be debased and dominated lies coiled like a snake, waiting only far the proper stimulus to arouse it.

WILLING TEACHER -- a fictional story about a society that refuses to face many of its real problems.



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.

"Of course," she simpered coyly, "my silence might be bought." She whisked over to lock the office door and came tramping back over the rug like a lumbering bear heading for the honey tree.

"What do you mean? I'm afraid to ask." Greg mumbled.

"I'd like a little of this," she said hotly, reaching for his cock. "You haven't experienced anything, young man, until you've felt a really mature cunt around your beautiful cock."

Greg swallowed hard. He looked at Ann and shrugged helplessly.

"Well?" the old teacher snapped.

Ann said quietly, "It's that, or we're through." She looked at the old biddy hoisting her skirt and planting her bare ass on Greg's desk top.

Ann stood up and moved to gather her clothes up off the floor.

"Not so fast, you perverter of young children's minds," the hot bitch snapped. "Stay naked! I want to finger the cunt this man couldn't resist while he fucks me. Stand up here beside me."

Ann obediently moved close to her and parted her soft thighs a little. She looked down at the closely trimmed cunt that was revealed when the woman leaned back and raised her legs. It didn't look all that bad! Her thighs were smooth and white, and her pussy held very tightly together, like it had hardly been used at all. Now this old maid was going to get fucked by the strong cock Ann hadn't been able to fuck long enough to suit her. Some bitches had all the luck!

"Suck him until he's up hard and full," the old broad commanded Ann. "Then you can guide him into me. No reason why I shouldn't have all the service a woman can get." She grinned evilly.

Greg's cock began to swell, in spite of his reluctance to let it, the moment Ann's teeth began to nip on his cockhead. He grew more and more rigid, his long shaft sneaking his flaming hot knob in between her soft cuntlips.

"That's enough. He's ready to fuck me now," the old bitch snapped at Ann. "You like to do that too much, you hot bitch."

Greg turned and stepped between her open legs, looking down at the pussy he had to fuck -- or lose everything he'd worked so damn hard for. He held his cock stiffly, nudging the wide head between her tight cuntlips. She gasped and shuddered from head to foot when she felt his cock moving into her cunt.

"Ah!" Her short explosive gasp echoed through the still room.

A long, shuddering moan escaped her dry lips as Greg's cock kept sliding further and further into her cunthole. She lay back on the desk and lifted her shaking legs.

"Fuck me. Fuck me, you gorgeous hunk of man," she whispered hotly. "I never ever dreamed I'd get you between my legs. Fuck! Fuck!"

She seemed to have forgotten Ann completely. A delicate pink flush crept over her whole body. Her hips shook from cock-fever. Her hands ripped her blouse open. Two large, firm white tits spilled out. Ann's eyes narrowed as she watched the older woman's cunt working on Greg's plunging cock.

She had to admit the woman knew how to fuck and how to enjoy a hard dick inside her, no matter how little practice she may have had. She noticed Greg was swinging his hips a little more rapidly and eagerly. That pussy he was fucking must be wonderfully tight around his thick cock. In spite of her irritation at the interruption of her own pleasures, she could not help feeling hotly sympathetic for the hungry woman.

Ann walked around the desk and bent over, her hands softly gathering the woman's quivering tits together and rubbing the swollen nipples. The elderly teacher's eyes snapped open at the unfamiliar touch. She suddenly got even hotter, clasping her own rough hands over Ann's and pressing them tightly to her heaving chest.

"I won't tell anyone about you two," she whispered. "I... I..." The words stuck in her throat. "Come up on the desk, Ann. Move over me. I want to suck your pretty cunt. Oh, damn! I'm so hot. Fuck me harder, Mr. Swift!"

"Ummmm," Ann sighed softly. "You do knew how to suck a cunt! Oh, my God, what a technique she has, Greg!"

In spite of herself, Ann dragged her cunt with tantalizing tingles over the gasping mouth beneath her. She reached down to open her cuntlips and tease her clitty out, rigid and swollen full of hotly racing blood, to be licked by the expert tongue working on her cunt.

Greg's hard prick pounded in and out of the gray snatch that devoured every inch of his hard meat. His hands pushed her thighs wide open. Her cunt made horny slurping, sucking noises as he reamed her box with more and more violent thrusts.

Ann gasped when the mouth sucking her flaming pussy closed like a trap over her entire cunt. She squatted there, shaking, watching Greg's cock slam to the very bottom of the hole that was drawing out another load of raging cum from his swollen balls.

"Oh, shit. Goddamn. Oh... hell's fire! She's making me come again. So soon! Wow! It hurts! Grrrrr!" He grabbed her hips and forced her down on the desk so hard she couldn't move an inch. His rod jerked and spurted one wildly angry jet after another into her creaming cunthole. He shuddered, squeezing his eyes tightly shut.

He stepped back, his cock snapping up to hit with a wet thud against his hard-muscled belly. Ann slid back and stumbled around the desk and flopped in his soft chair. Her cunt stung and burned and seemed hungrier than ever before to feel a stiff cock inside it.

The happy old teacher sat up, huffing and puffing. "Wonderful! Simply wonderful. And my, oh, my, what a sweet pussy you have, Ann!"

Now there was a trace of bitterness in her voice. She seemed transformed into a gentle, loving woman by those ecstatic minutes, lying on the hard desk. She slid off and knelt on the floor between Ann's open legs.

"Let me finish you, my dear." Her voice trembled with passion. She fell hotly between Ann's widespread thighs, her mouth again seeking the warm honey beneath the golden curls. Her tongue flicked around on Ann's pulsating cunt, making her catch her breath and reach down to stroke the older woman's cheeks.

"Yes! Mmmmm. Suck my cunt," Ann whimpered. "I'm so close to coming. If... if you live with some woman, I envy her. The way you use your mouth and tongue is simply terrific!"

Her butt began to writhe up and down pn the soft cushion. Her mouth hung open, gasping for air. Ann's body broke out in a heavy dew of perspiration. Her nipples grew crinkled and stiffly erect. Greg stood stock still, watching her going for her climax, his eyes wide and his cock throbbing.

"Can't believe this," he muttered under his breath, "Two crazy hot women. Sucking and coming in my office."

Equally as hard for him to believe was his desire to keep on fucking, even though his cock was so sore his fingertips felt like sandpaper touching his cockflesh. He wondered where the hell his secretary was. When the school day was over, he was going to drag her into his office and fuck the living daylights out of her cunt, after he bawled the shit out of her for letting the old bitch sneak into his office and find him and Ann fucking.

Ann's eyes suddenly opened wide. She doubled over in the chair, reaching out to grab the old teacher's head and jam it hard against the open V of her shaking thighs.

"Coming!" she moaned. "Commmiiinnng!" Her feet kicked out, hitting the edge of the desk and scooting the chair backwards. The old teacher's finger was buried in Ann's creaming cunt. She fingerfucked the shaking girl as Ann groaned and tried to close her legs on the probing finger.

"Beautiful! Look how hard she comes. I used to come like that, too," the pussy-pleasurer muttered. She stood up, abruptly, smoothing her skirt front. She arranged her clothing and patted her hair back into place.

"Well, perhaps we will speak of this later on."

She quietly closed the office door behind her. Ann lay back in the chair, staring at Greg jacking his long cock and licking his lips as he stared at her flaming red cuntlips.

Ann stood up and kissed him, her tongue snaking into his open mouth to tease him into pressing his raw cock against her still hot cunt.

He bent his knees a little and pushed. His dick slipped smoothly inside. Together they slowly eased down to the hard floor, his cock deeply buried. His hands slipped under her warm body. Her legs again closed over his aching back.

They fucked slowly, sensuously. Their tongues trailed softly over each other's parted lips. Ann's erect nipples burned like hot needles into the hair on his chest. Her cunt sent her urgent come messages, but she tried to relax and enjoy the smooth movements of his thick tool pleasuring her pussy.

"She wasn't too bad, huh," she teased Greg.

He grinned down at her and made his cock jump and twitch in her warm cunthole. "To tell the truth, she's better than that stupid fucking secretary of mine. But you... you are really something else!"

Ann sighed happily. Her cunt closed tightly around his thick dick. His strokes grew a little longer, a little deeper, a little harder. She felt her heart pounding faster and her cunt getting ready to take another load of hot cum.

She snapped her hips back at his fucking cock. Her head came up off the floor. She pushed him up off her a little bit, so she could see his cock reaming her cunthole.

It began! They slid into a mutual orgasm so smoothly, his cock erupted and her cunt closed down around his shaft at the same split-second. Ann came and came, crying her joy with stinging tears coursing down her flushed cheeks. She would never forget this fantastic afternoon, fucking her handsome principal on that hard office floor. She was sure tomorrow would find her climaxing, again under his strong body.

And tomorrow couldn't come soon enough!

"Do you know why I asked you to came by my apartment this afternoon, Billy?"

The husky eighteen-year-old shook his head. He followed Ann through the living room and into her kitchen, and leaned against the wall, watching her pour two Cokes into iced tumblers.

"You seemed to me to be the most handsome, and certainly the strongest man in my class, Billy," Ann said softly. She pressed the drink into his hand, standing very close to him. She chose her words carefully. Already he was standing a bit straighter and hitching up his pants at hearing himself called a man.

The bulge in his Levi's was driving Ann mad with desire to get his cock in her hands. After her fucking session with Greg on Thursday, it had been almost impossible for her to avoid staring at Billy as hotly as he was staring back at her all through Friday's lesson. After the class had left and he was fooling around stacking the blackboard erasers in a neat pile for her, she'd invited him to her apartment.

"Billy, next week we are going to talk about masturbating. I need some color pictures of a big cock being jacked off. Your face won't show, but I want you to pose for me while I click the shutter."

His eyes opened wide. He swallowed hard, searching her face to see if she was serious.

"Gosh, Miss Carter," he blushed, "I don't know about this. I admit I beat it off, now and then, but I ain't never done it in front of no one. I mean, not a woman. Not a school teacher."

Ann moved closer to him and took a deep breath. She saw his eyes hold nervously onto the deep cleft between her full tits. Her low cut blouse had been chosen deliberately to get him hot enough for Ann to make her move.

"A man like you isn't shy. I've heard the girls talk in the halls. About how good you are in bed. How you can fuck for a whole hour and come and keep it up and go right on screwing. Those weren't lies I heard, were they, Billy?"

He turned red as a brick and gulped his drink down to cover his confusion. To hear his teacher using alley language flipped him out. And, damn it, her terrific tits were driving him nuts!

"I guess I do okay, Miss Carter," he mumbled.

"Call me Ann, Billy. My camera is loaded and ready, will you play with yourself a little? For me? So I can get the pictures I simply have to have? I would be very grateful. Very grateful..." She let her promise hang in the air.

"Now?" his voice quavered.

"Now," she said firmly. "I'll help you take your pants off in my bedroom. The sun is shining through the window just right. You're going to jack off for me, Billy. You're going to play with your hard cock and show me how a real man shoots his hot load."

She turned and walked toward the bedroom. She was sure he would follow, and he did -- so closely, he bumped into her as she paused just inside her room. His stiff cock pressed against her yielding ass. Ann's pussy promptly began flowing like a miniature fountain. Her silk panties clung wetly to her itchy cunt-folds. This boy was going to get fucked to within an inch of his life!

He looked at the camera in her hands and blinked like an owl. "I dunno..." he muttered hesitantly. But his zipper slid down and his pants hit the floor. Ann's hot eyes were riveted to the huge white cock that bounced in the air below his T-shirt. It looked as thick as her wrist! His round knob glowed, healthy and pink with the blood coursing hotly through his throbbing dick.

He looked down at his cock bobbing up and down, uncertain, as though he wasn't too, sure it was his to play with. His hand closed around his thick shaft and gave it a timid tug.

Ann had unbuttoned the two top pearl clasps on her blouse, while he was staring at his dick. Now his eyes widened when he looked at her deep cleavage and saw how her full tit mounds were exposed.

"What... what should I do?" he mumbled. The swaggering, cocksure kid who bedeviled the girls in the halls was acting like a timid virgin.

"Just do whatever you do when you get hot and play with it," Ann smiled at him. "The pictures should look natural."

She reached out and turned him so that the sun shone directly on his swollen rod. He was actually trembling!

Ann knelt down, focusing the camera on his dick. He stared into the soft valley between her tits and his hand abruptly stroked his cock. His firm flesh peeled back from his smooth, pinkish cockhead.

"Squeeze," she prompted him. "Run your cock through your fist. Yes... mmmmm. That's exactly right. My," she breathed, "you certainly do have a big one!"

He grinned and stroked a little faster. His free hand pulled his T-shirt up over his belly, and he tilted his hips so he could look down and see every inch of his rigid cock jutting out from his body.

His broad thumb swirled over his cockhead, getting it wet with his pre-cum fluid. It glistened in the sunlight. He jacked his cock furiously. Ann snapped one picture after another, moving around on her knees and filming his flying fist from different angles.

"I... oooo... Jeez, Miss Carter... I think it's gonna come. It feels so damn hot in my fist. Are you gonna take my picture when I go off?"

"Yes, Billy. I want it all on film. The complete story of how a sexy man jacks off. Skin it back even farther. See how your cocktip turns so sexy red?"

"Yeah," he muttered. "Oh shit! Excuse me. I mean... oh, double shit. Here it goes!"

He jerked vigorously and watched his rigid cock swell up and shoot long jets of white cum into the air. Ann clicked the shutter, taking shot after shot of his flaming cock slowly trembling down and down until it swung low, dripping on the rug. But it was still swollen and thick, and even while she watched, it throbbed and began to rise again as he leaned over to stare into her blouse.

"Beautiful, Billy," she said quietly. "Very well done. You may put your pants on again, now."

She was deliberately teasing him to see what he would have the courage to do. There was no way he was going to leave her bedroom without fucking the hell out of her pussy, even if she had to break both his legs to keep him with her. But she wanted him to make a play, as hot and impatient to fuck as she was.

"That's all?" He sounded surprised and very disappointed. "I... I gotta go home now?"

"Unless you can do it all over again. Or perhaps do something else that might make some very instructional pictures."

Ann moved to get up and pretended to lose her balance. She fell back on her curvy bottom, her legs opening wide. Her short skirt slid up her thighs. Ann knew he'd get a darn good look at her damp triangle of pubic hair. Her panties were so thin and so wet, they revealed more than they hid.

"How... how about if I suck your pussy?" he blurted out.

Ann looked at his flowing red cock gripped in his hand. "Well, Billy, it might be hard to shoot you licking my cunt... without showing your face... and I don't think we should do that. But if you really wanted to put your cock in me, perhaps we might be able to get some good pictures of you fucking me."

His voice stuck in his throat. "Jesus!" he croaked. "That would be something else!"

Ann lay back on the rug and let her legs drift open. His eyes were glued to the damp white silk covering her full cuntlips.

She whispered, "Why don't you pull my panties down, Billy?"

He dropped like a stone to his knees. His hands reached for the thin elastic band around her waist. He tugged. Her panties slid smoothly down her slim legs. He looked at them clutched in his fist and impulsively licked the crotch, breathing in the sexy scent of her damp cunt.

"Can I keep them?" he asked, his voice quavering anxiously.

She smiled at him, drifting one knee back and forth, ever so slowly, making her cuntlips part and come together again.

"You want a souvenir to show your buddies, don't you?" she said quietly. "I don't think that's too good an idea, but you can hold them and smell them all you want while you fuck me."

She lay on the floor in the patch of bright sunlight streaming through her bedroom window, her skirt high around her fluttering belly, her naked cunt trickling a tiny river of juice down the quivering crack of her ass. She came up on her elbows and watched his hot eyes flick over the two stiff nipples jutting out at him through her thin bra and her blouse. She could see his cock rising higher with every fast beat of his heart.

He jerked his T-shirt over his head and threw it onto her bed. Then he shuffled between her spread legs and stared at her erect pink clit peeking up at him from its nest of moist cunt-hair.

"Get up off the floor!" he suddenly commanded her, harshly.

"What?" she asked stupidly. Then she looked at his face. Her whole body began to tremble as she stared at him.

Gone was the timid eighteen-year-old kid who used to eye her so hungrily in class, his hands shoved deep in his pockets. She was showing her naked cunt to a raging hot man whose cock seemed to have swollen up and out bigger than ever before.

"I said get up, dammit," he rasped, reaching down to jerk her to her feet. He picked her up as though she were weightless and carried her over to sit on her dresser. His hand shot out and ripped her blouse open. In another second the blouse flew through the air, followed by her torn bra. His strong hand closed on the waistband of her skirt.

"I want you completely naked," he growled. Her skirt was tossed away.

"Wha-what's come over you, Billy?" Ann gasped. "You are so rough! I don't like to be treated..."

"Shut up!" he snapped. "Keep your ass on the edge that dresser. Put your feet together. Lean back a little. Yeah, just like that."

He moved away and stood staring at her nude body, both his hands closing around his stiff cock. His eyes traveled from her slim ankles up her shaking legs, pausing to burn into the triangle of tight golden curls that covered her wet cunt. Then his eyes moved over her quivering belly to take in the round white mounds of her tits, each one tipped with a stiff nipple crinkling up in shock and excitement.

"That's the way I've been wanting to see you. Stark naked. Leaning against your desk, the way you do when you tease me. This is what I've seen every time I undressed you in my head. And now, I'm going to do what I've been dreaming of doing."

He walked slowly toward her, his cock rigid in his fist, his eyes fastened to her cunt. His eyes were wild, his expression strained. Naked lust flushed his face a dark red.

"I'm going to fuck you, teacher. Right there against your desk. In front of the whole class, watching me. I'm going to spread your legs and walk this cock smack into your cunt."

He half-turned toward the bed and waved to his imaginary classmates to gather closer and watch him fuck the teacher who had tormented him with her tight sweaters and short skirts, and with her eyes staring at his crotch.

"I'm gonna pay you back for the times you've gotten me so fucking hot I had to go to the john and beat my meat... after every one of your damn classes."

In two long strides he was upon her, lifting her legs, spreading her wide, pushing her back over the edge of the dresser. He reached down with both hands and spread the lips of her cunt wide open, exposing the wet pink hole he was going to ram his red hot cock into.

"Now, teacher, it's time for you to get fucked. Watch me, all you guys. I'm the only fucker in this whole damn class who has the guts to do this, right here in this schoolroom."

Ann looked down at the thick, pulsating cock that was pressing against the outside of her cunthole. She saw waves of goosebumps rippling over her skin. His hands held her legs open wide, strong as a steel vise.

Her wide eyes swept over his trembling body. Every muscle in his strong frame was bunched up and tense. She looked at his face and swallowed convulsively. His features were contorted with raging lust. He was out of it completely! The timid young kid she had teased into jacking off for her had flipped out. He was a borderline psycho, gripping her thighs with cruel strength and staring down at his rigid cock slipping deeper and deeper into her cunt.

Ann's head was a whirl. She felt her body turn flaming hot with cock-fever, and chillingly cold with fear. His hands held her down, nailing her shaking ass to the edge of the dresser as his cock churned faster and faster in and out of her pussy.

"Billy!" she choked. "Wait... wait..."

"Shut up and fuck, teacher!" he growled. "You've been begging for this. This is what you need. This is what cockteasers like you deserve. Keep those legs open so the class can see my cock fucking your cunt! Open wider, damn it!"

His cock slammed into her cunt with increasing speed, raking her pussy walls. In spite of her fear, Ann felt her cum responding to his wild thrusting. Her mouth fell open, her lungs gasped for air. A pink haze seemed to fill, the room. The steady squish-squish of his plunging rod grew louder and louder. She felt her cunt driving her toward a wild climax. She had never been fucked so roughly, but she was finding that some perverse streak in her nature made her hips thrust back at every brutal stroke of his rigid cock reaming her hole. The sound of his rod creaming her cuntjuice into a white froth filled her ears. She came with a suddenness that made her heart skip, but he ignored the convulsive twitching of her cunthole and grabbed her ankles, spreading her legs achingly wide.

Billy spread his feet, digging his toes into the carpet. His glazed eyes stared at his flaming red cock whipping in and out of Ann's cunt. He saw her clit swell with her frantically pulsing blood. He saw her cunthole open and close with wild spasms around his raging cock. He didn't feel her nails digging into his ass. He didn't hear her gasping for breath. He never paused when a second wild orgasm made her body double up with frenzied ecstasy.

Her legs whipped around him. Her ankles locked behind his muscular back. He jerked her away from the dresser, her ass suspended in mid air. His hands clutched her trembling cheeks, jamming her aching cunt down even tighter over his whipping cock.

Billy's eyes flicked to the mirror. He tilted her ass up and stared hotly at her puckered asshole.

"Yeah! Oh, yeah!" she heard him mutter. "That's something else I promised myself."

He strode to the bed and dumped her sweating body on the yielding mattress. His rigid cock snapped up in the air, wavering around hungrily.

"On your hands and knees, teach! I'm gonna screw your butt so fuckin' hard you won't walk straight for a week."

Something seemed to snap in Ann's mind. The pink haze clouding her eyes grew even thicker. "Yes!" she heard her voice gasping. "Yes, yes! Fuck my asshole. Hurt me! Give it to me good, Billy! I deserve it. A tease like me deserves to be ass-raped. Do it NOW!"

Ann huddled up in a tiny ball, her knees on the edge of the mattress. She realized she was clenching her fists and wagging her ass at the wavering cock coming closer and closer to her up thrust butt.

"Fuck me, Billy. Punish me! Shove every inch of your cock up my butt!"

She felt him rubbing his cock against her open cuntlips. Then he smeared her juice up and down the crack of her buttcheeks open for him. She groaned when she felt the pressure of his wide cockhead against her twitching hole.

She gasped and bit her lip, trying desperately to relax her muscles so it wouldn't hurt so much.

Her mind flashed back to the only other time she had taken a cock up her shit-chute. She'd been very young -- a little girl who'd surprised her brother jacking off under the shower. He was roaring hot, and he had stripped off her filmy nightie and pulled her under the shower with him so quickly, she'd had time only to give one little yelp of surprise. He'd bent her over and slid his soapy cock into her virgin bunghole. It had hurt like hell, but she remembered how excited she'd been, and how she'd grabbed her ankles and stayed bent over for him until he blew a hot load of cum way up inside her.

Now it was going to happen again. And she wanted it!

Ann groaned when she felt her asshole stretching and stretching as Billy gripped her hips and pulled her back toward him.

"Oh, Jesus!" she moaned, "You're going to kill me with that thing." Her knees suddenly gave out under her and she sprawled on the bed. He followed her down, keeping up his relentless pressure. With a sudden snap of his hips, he bottomed his rigid cock in her butt and lay flat on her with all his weight.

His cock twitched and jerked, deep inside her. He grunted and came back up to his knees, pulling her up with him. She felt his hands spreading her buttcheeks and his cock growing even harder as he watched it sliding in and out.

His hands closed around her waist, pushing her forward and pulling her back, fucking her ass faster and faster.

Ann beard herself pleading, "More! More! More! I want more cock, Billy," She gritted her teeth. "Aaaarrrgghhh!" Her clenched fists beat against her pillow. Her hips met every bruising thrust of his dick, plunging in and out of her ass. Tears ran down her face. In her mind, she could feel the water from the shower pelting on her hot skin as he brother fucked her virgin asshole.

Suddenly she felt Billy stop stroking. Her eyes snapped open wide. She felt his fingers dig into her flesh.

"No!" she screamed. "Don't come! Not yet!"

His cock began to throb way up her ass. He groaned and fell forward, smashing her sweating body into the mattress. "Too tight. Too damn tight," he muttered. "Can't keep it back."

She whimpered and wiggled under him, thrusting her hips up and clamping down on his cock as his balls unloaded jet after jet of hot cum. She felt her nerves tighten like bowstrings, and then the wild surge of relief as her orgasm swept over her.

She had never come that way before. Not with a thick cock blasting its load into her flaming butt. There was a loud ringing in her ears. It kept ringing over and over. She lay still, panting, trying to get a grasp on reality. She realized it was the bedroom telephone, but to Billy's mind it was a different kind of bell.

Ann felt him pulling out, getting up off her bed. She turned over and struggled to sit up. She winced. Her asshole burned like it was on fire.

Billy was getting dressed, stuffing his cock into his Levi's. "That's the bell," he muttered. "Class is over. Gotta get over to Science Hall. Can't be late."

Ann fell back on the bed, wiping the perspiration from her face with shaking hands. She heard his footsteps echo down the hall, then the front door click shut.

It was over. The spooky wild fuck session was all over. The flipped-out teenager who had fucked her silly was gone.

She blinked and looked around her torn-up bedroom. The camera was on the floor. Her clothes were strewn all over the place. Her pussyjuice was smeared on the bare wood of her dresser top. It could have been a dream, the kind she'd often had at night after feeling Billy's eyes undressing her all afternoon in class. But no dream could make her cunt so tender and red, nor her butthole so flaming hot.

"Whew!" Ann muttered to herself. "That was a bit too much! What a weird kid, flipping out that way. But it was my fault, me and my sex education pictures."

She fluffed up her pillow and lay back, grinning impishly at her image in the dresser mirror. She was still hot. Her tingling clitty still screamed for attention. She spread her legs and peeked down at her pink nubbin.

"I know what you need," she smiled at its reflection. Her hands trailed over her flat belly. Her fingers crept into her pussy fur. She jerked when a fingernail grazed her erect clit. Her fingers pressed down and rolled the stiff nubbin around and around. She saw her hips lift, in the mirror, and her legs open wider.

"So who the hell is normal?" she asked herself. "I'm just as sex-crazy as Billy, I guess." She lifted her legs up high and wide and watched her finger easing in and out of her slick hole. "Oooooooh, that's good! So damn good!" She fingered herself faster and faster, sweat breaking out all over her flushed skin again. The bedsprings protested as her hips began to snap and roll under the urgings of her busy fingers. She couldn't seem to push deep enough, nor clamp down hard enough to get herself off. She wanted to come, had to come at least once more.

Ann leaped off the bed and rummaged through her dresser. Where the hell had she put that long white vibrator she'd bought from that smirking clerk in the adult book store. It would be a poor substitute after feeling Billy's hard young cock fucking her hungry hole, but it would be better than her fingers.

There it was, under a pile of neatly folded silk panties. Ann switched it on and stood with one foot on the edge of the bed, watching her fuck herself in the mirror. No matter how hard she shoved it in, she couldn't make herself climax. She strode up and down her bedroom, the buzzing vibe sticking lewdly out of hers cunt, her fingers teasing her cunt and sliding into her slippery asshole.

It was just no damn good -- not after the wild fuck session with Billy.

Ann flopped down on her bed, still staring at her mirror. She clamped her legs tightly shut and reached down to tilt the vibrator up so it pressed against her clit. All the damn thing did was make her hotter than ever. Sexy flashbacks of every cock her nymph pussy had ever taken flickered on the screen of her hot mind. Her brother fucking her ass in the shower had started her off. After that, she had swiped her older sister's vibrator and used it to take her own cherry.

And now here she was, twenty-five years old and back doing her old little-kid pussy tricks again. This was absolutely no fucking good!

Who could she get to come over and fuck her? And who had called her, and made Billy's foggy head think it was the classroom bell? She had a quick, horny flash of Greg Swift's handsome face, hovering over her when they'd fucked on his office floor. He was what she needed -- right now!

She ruffled through the pages of the phone book with one hand. The other kept sliding the buzzing vibe in and out of her creaming pussy. She dialed his home number and lay back, listening to the phone ring and the tiny squeaking noises of her bedsprings under her moving hips.

His deep voice made her cunt spasm around the white rod she'd shoved up her cunthole. Her voice stuck in her throat, but she managed to say.

"Greg? This is Ann Carter. Sorry to bother you with school business on a Saturday, but I wonder if we could get together today. There are some points about upcoming sex instruction lessons I think we should discuss."

There was a long pause, and when Greg spoke it seemed to her that his voice sounded very odd. "Ordinarily I'd be delighted, Ann, but... ah I'm kind of pinned down... I mean, tied up right now. Uh... easy with that thing!"

Ann blinked and felt a red flesh creeping over her face. "What do you mean... easy?" How could he know she was fucking her own cunt with a buzzing dildo? She had a sudden flash of understanding, and pressed the phone tightly to her ear. Small, wet slurping noises came over the wire. Some bitch was sucking Greg's cock! Her cock! The very one she wanted between her pussylips.

"You have a woman with you, don't you, Greg? You do! And she's down on your cock. I can hear her!"

"A marvelous invention, isn't it?" Greg chuckled. "The telephone, I mean. Ouch, don't suck so damn hard, Jody!"

"Jody!" Ann blew up. She jumped off the bed and threw the vibrator against the wall. "That skinny little twit of a secretary? Tell that bitch to leave my cock alone!"

Greg laughed. "You tell her, Ann. Isn't this what Saturdays are for? Fun time?"

Jody's voice was syrupy sweet on the phone.

"Hello, Ann. Greg is kind of busy right now. Perhaps you could call later. Oh, darling, that feels so good. Wait a minute. Let me hold it open for you. There... mmmmmm... suck me, Greg, honey."

Ann paced up and down her room, clutching the phone with one hand and her unsatisfied cunt with the other. She could heard Jody's breathing becoming more rapid, and the rustling noises of hot flesh against cool bed sheets got to her.

"Now he's fucking you, isn't he?" Ann snapped.

"That... ummmm... that's right, darling," Jody panted into the phone. "Jeez, Greg, your cock is like an iron rod ramming into my pussy! Mmmm... fuck me, darling. Fuck Jody's sweet pussy. Yes, yes, yes, yes! Oooooo! You go in so deep!"

Ann guessed Jody had dropped the phone on the bed. As much as she wanted to hang up or throw the damn telephone through the window, she was fascinated by the steady slushing sounds coming over the wire as her principal fucked the hell out of his secretary's juicy gash.

Ann blew her top with frustration and pussyhunger. "Greg!" she screamed into the phone. "I'm coming over there. I'm going to show that skinny little twit how a real woman can fuck. You hear me, Greg?"

She listened intently, but all she heard was more rustling of hot bodies and Jody's little chirps of joy, and her heels thudding against Greg's strong back. Ann slammed the phone down and stood for a long moment, pouting at her image in the mirror. Plain, naked hunger twisted her features into an ugly expression of lust for what Jody was getting.

Ann tugged a sweater down over her stiff nipples and pulled a skirt up over her hips. She jammed her feet into a pair of high heels and grabbed her purse. Greg was going to have two hot cunts to handle, just as soon as she could whip through the traffic to his apartment. She could still hear Jody panting in her ear as she slammed the door and headed for the garage.

Her heels tapped briskly on the hard concrete as she strode hurriedly toward her car. Her cunt was flowing so heavily, the wetness annoyed Ann, trickling down her hot thighs. Without thinking, she hoisted her skirt and wiped her palm over her hot cunt. Her skirt was still up over her belly and her hand was cupping her cunt when she turned a corner and ran headlong into an older woman with her arms full of shopping bags.

Ann stopped abruptly, gaping in surprise at whom she'd bumped into. It was Madge Williams, the old bitch who had caught Greg fucking Ann in his office! The strikingly handsome man standing beside Madge stared at Ann's hand holding her cunt. He turned to grin at Madge.

"At last I've met another female as hot as you are, honey," he laughed. "But this one is bold enough to play with her pussy in public."

Ann stood flatfooted, her face a crimson red. She pushed her skirt dawn, trying to think of some logical explanation for apparently walking through a basement garage, fingerfucking herself. There just wasn't any!

Madge came to her rescue. She calmly introduced her friend, while his eyes flicked over the twin mounds under Ann's sweater. "Rod and I were heading to my apartment for a drink. I think you could use one, Ann, dear. And there is no need to be shy about the way you are looking at the bulge in his slacks. I told Rod about you and me," she said, smiling.

The image in Ann's mind of Jody riding Greg's hard cock began to fade when Rod added his persuasive manner to Madge's invitation. She found herself being led back through the garage and up to the older teacher's place. Her cunt began to twitch and burn just like it had when Madge was sucking her off in Greg's office.

Oh, what the hell, Ann thought. A stiff cock is a stiff cock. And she was very curious about the tall, silvery haired man. He had a twinkle in his gray eyes and ram-rod straight, muscular body that intrigued her. First a young kid, today, and now...? She felt her pussy growing wetter in her anticipation.

In the apartment, Madge bustled about mixing drinks and urging Ann to sit down and be comfortable with Rod while she took a shower.

"Shopping is a real drag, Ann, darling. I'm smelly as can be. But I'm just going to take a quick P.T.A. and I'll be right out."

Ann slid down into the soft sofa and gratefully accepted a cool drink from Rod. She was well aware of his eyes following the hem of her short skirt as it crept up her bare thighs.

"A P.T.A. bath?" she questioned.

Madge laughed, pulling her blouse out of her skirt and unbuttoning it. "Pussy, Tits and Ass. That's what a man like Rod likes to have kissing sweet and squeaky-clean. Be right back."

The sound of the shower had just begun when Ann felt Rod's warm hand on her bare knee. She looked him straight in the eye and leaned back against the cushions, spreading her legs smoothly and gracefully. Without saying a word, he put his drink down on the coffee table and slid to his knees on the soft rug. His hands eased under her bare asscheeks and tugged her toward him. Her skirt rolled up as he pushed her knees apart. His eyes feasted hungrily on Ann's wet pussy, opening its lips just inches from his mouth.

"You don't waste any time, do you?" Ann breathed.

He smiled, trailing his slim fingers up her silken thighs. "Life is very short," he said. His thumb brushed her swollen clit and moved down her moist slit to slide, with tantalizing slowness, deep into her pussyhole. Ann caught her breath and reached down to cover his hand with hers.

"And what will Madge say when she comes back and finds you licking my pussy?" she whispered.

"She won't say anything... much. Not with this in her mouth." His fingers found his zipper and pulled it down.

"Reach in there," he said. "Take it out. Hold it. Watch it grow. It loves to have a hot woman's mouth suck on it. You'll see, as soon as Madge slides her lips around it."

Ann licked her lips and swallowed hard as her hands closed around a cock so heavy and so thick, it made Billy's big fuck-tool seem like a little child's toy. She tugged at his fly and lifted it out. Her mouth sagged open in astonishment -- and disbelief! She had never seen so huge a cock in all her life! It swelled and throbbed, inching its huge, round head along her open palm at it grew longer and thicker.

"This... this has to be nine inches long," Ann breathed. "And straight and hard as steel! Can Madge take all of this?"

"Yes. All of it. You will, too. You'll see. But not till I suck your beautiful pussy and make you come."

Ann reluctantly let his enormous cock slip out of her hands and leaned shakily back against the sofa cushions. Her trembling fingers reached down to spread her cuntlips and tease her clit.

"EAT ME!"

"It will be a pleasure," Rod murmured. His tongue flicked out to graze lightly over the tip of her erect clit. Ann caught her breath with a loud gasp and reached out with both hands to tug his head up tighter between her spread legs. She felt his tongue trailing up and down between her soft cuntlips, sending wild tingles throughout hat body, like ripples from a stone falling in a millpond.

"Mmmmmm!" Rod mumbled. "Ease up. I have to breathe a little. Christ, you have got to be the hottest female in this whole damn town!"

Ann's voice sounded high and quivery. "Sorry," she told him. "I-I'm so turned on. I need this so badly." Her fingers twisted in his silvery hair. She was so tense it was hard for her to keep her legs apart. She wanted to double up, to pull his tongue right out of his mouth and capture it, forever, deep inside her spasming cunt. Her hips moved with quick little jerks. She was conscious of her nipples crinkling up as stiff as two tiny pricks. "Make me come. Please! Make me come! Suck on my clitty. Oh... mmmm... harder, harder."

His fingers spread her swollen cuntlips, exposing her raging clit. His teeth nipped gently, and then his mouth pressed closer and she felt the wonderful suction tugging her clit out farther and farther. Her whole body shook uncontrollably. Her heels dug into his back. Her mouth fell open, but no sound came out.

Rod lifted her squirming ass clear up off the sofa cushion, pulling her toward him. He pressed her legs up and apart, his mouth sucking up every inch of her soaking pussy. He held her in mid-air as easily as if she were only a little ten-year-old kid.

His strong tongue drove deep inside her, whipping in and out of her clenched cunt hole.

Ann wailed, "Oh God! I'm coming! At last! I'm commmiinnng!" Her arms flailed the air, knocking the sofa cushions to the floor. Her body twisted and convulsed as the waves of her orgasm swept over her. Her legs closed around his head, imprisoning him in the quivering vise of her taut thighs. "Can't stop coming! Can't! Can't! It's so good. So damn good!"

Rod's strong hands closed around her waist. He fell backwards to the floor, tugging her down with him, his tongue shoved as far as it could go up her clamping cunt. She ended up on her knees, settling her hot pussy over his upturned mouth, grinding and grinding her pussy to his sucking mouth. Her hands clasped his head, lifting him up to her.

"Again," she moaned. "Make me come again. One more time, Rod. Just one more time. Please, please!"

Her fingers dug into her cunt, holding it wide open. Her red clit stuck straight out, stiff and demanding. Her hips swung back and forth in a wild frenzy of motion, raking her cunt over his lips, his teeth, his firm chin. She felt his middle finger press hard against her puckering asshole. Ann groaned and grabbed her asscheeks, holding them open and grinding her butt down over his probing finger.

"Yes, yes," she gasped. "Finger my hole. Harder, harder, harder! I'm coming again. Rod! I am. I am. Jesus. My cunt's on fire!"

Ann fell off him, pulling his finger free from her burning asshole. She rolled over and over across the floor, grabbing her cunt with both hands, tears of ecstatic joy and relief coursing down her flushed cheeks.

Slowly, ever so slowly, her body stopped shaking. Her hands fell limply to the floor. She opened her eyes and strained to bring Rod's face into focus. He was staring at her soberly, slowly shaking his head in wonder.

"I told you about this nymph, Rod," Ann heard Madge saying. "Did I lie?"

Rod got up off the floor and walked over to lift Ann to her feet. His huge cock stuck straight out of his fly, bobbing ponderously with every step he took. He laid Ann's sweat-soaked body on the sofa and stood looking down at her.

"Every word you said was true, Madge. I've never seen a woman come that way. And... and that was only with my mouth!"

He suddenly grinned at his naked girlfriend and reached for her hand. Madge's eager fingers closed around his massive cock and began stroking its rigid length. She fell to her knees in front of him and took her hands away. Her mouth opened.

Rod smiled broadly and took a tiny step forward. His round cockhead eased between her parted lips.

Ann curled up on the sofa, staring round-eyed as Madge managed, somehow, to take that monster deep in her mouth and way down her throat.

She watched while the older teacher's fingers nimbly unbuckled his belt and tugged his slacks down his muscular legs. Madge's hands cradled his heavy balls, then slid around his ass to hug him tighter to her, slowly sucking his massive cock with little sexy murmurs of pleasure.

She backed away a bit, sitting on her folded legs, and reached up to jack him with such slow, tantalizing motions of her experienced hands that his cock began to fill even fuller with hotly pulsing blood.

Ann tugged her sweater over her head and pushed her skirt down her legs. She tumbled off the sofa and crept over to kneel beside Madge.

"Let me help," she said hotly. "Let's do a double. There's enough cock there for four hands."

Madge laughed happily and slid her hands down his cock to grasp his balls. She rubbed them with one palm, and her other hand closed firmly around the base of his huge prick, holding it out stiff and straight.

"Jack him off, Ann, honey. Hard! He loves it. Oh, yes, that's the way! Both hands. Squeeze! You can't hurt him, I know. He'll let you jerk his whang until your arm muscles cramp."

Rod spread his legs, his cock being pounded by Madge's flying fists. He grinned, leaning back and looking down at his massive tool sliding slickly through Ann's hands. They got wetter and wetter as a small ocean of juice flowed from the long peeslit in his cocktip. His thick dick glowed with a healthy pink color, ramrod straight and pulsating as she squeezed harder and jacked him so damn fast her hands were twin blurs.

It went on. And on. And on! A marathon jack off! When Ann gave up and begged Madge to take over, Rod wasn't even breathing hard.

Ann sat in a corner of the long sofa, her legs spread wide, fingerfucking her pussy hole that was beginning to yearn more and more to try to take that huge fuck-tool inside it.

Madge pushed Rod down on the sofa beside Ann, and knelt between his legs, madly sucking his flaming red cockhead and pounding up and down his long shaft with both tightly clenched hands. He spread wide, arching his body and gripping the back of the sofa.

Ann saw his expression change from sheet pleasure to taut anticipation. She saw his hairy balls tighten up and heard the small animal growl rumble up out of his broad chest. Madge used one hand and then the other, ramming his cock through her clenched fingers, jacking him wildly and murmuring, "Come, baby. Come on! I want to see you shoot!"

"How the hell can your whang take so much pounding and not blow up?" Ann whispered hotly in Rod's ear. His arm encircled her shoulder and his hand closed over a full flint-tipped tit. He teased her nipple, watching the goosebumps ripple in erotic waves across her heaving chest.

"You like that, don't you?" he grinned. "There isn't one single inch of your lovely body that doesn't respond."

Her fingers moved down over his firm belly and wrapped around his cock. She stroked it, firm and slow, watching Madge nibble his red dickhead.

Ann shivered. She hefted his heavy cock. "I'm just crazy-hot enough to think I can take all this up my pussy. If I can, I'll bet you'll come then!"

"Mmmmm, this I want to see! Climb on him, Ann. Point your little butt my way. Then just sit down very slowly. I'll guide him into you."

Ann swallowed hard, staring at the huge cock jutting in the air from Madge's clenched fist. She swung a leg over Rod and balanced herself carefully on her knees.

"I don't know about this," she muttered doubtfully, but her itching cunt kept descending lower and lower. She felt soft feminine fingers opening her cuntlips and probing inside in ever-widening circles. She tried hard to relax as she felt the broad spade-tip of his prick pushing her pussyhole open even wider.

"What am I doing to myself?" she muttered. "I know this is going to hurt. I've never tried to fuck a cock this big."

But her pussy kept snapping hungrily. It seemed to keep dragging her hips down, down, down over the huge hunk of hard meat that was spreading her cuntwalls with such delicious agony.

"He's halfway in," Madge smiled. Ann could feel Madge's fingers brushing against her wide open cuntlips as she kept jacking Rod's cock and helping to push it up her trembling cunt.

Ann took a deep breath and sat down abruptly on Rod's lap. She groaned and tried to lift herself up, but his hands gripped her waist and held her firmly in place.

"Relax, Ann, baby. Just sit there. Let your pussy adjust. I won't move until you say it's okay... honest."

His arms slid around her back, pulling her down so that he could suck on her pointed nipples. Ann could feel soft fingers fluttering over her cunt, stroking her buttcheeks, fingering ever so delicately around her tight brown butthole. In spite of herself, her hips began moving, sliding that massive pole in and out of her wide-stretched pussy. The more she moved, the better it began to feel.

"But it's like a giant baseball bat shoved up in me," Ann moaned. "I've never been filled so full. The sensations are so different from Greg's cock. Or Billy's."

She felt Madge's fingers suddenly stop their delicious teasing around her clit. Ann bit her lip. Darn my big mouth, she thought.

"Did Billy Jackson fuck you?" Madge asked sharply. She moved up to sit beside Rod and frown at Ann.

"Who the hell is Billy Jackson?" Rod asked, puzzled. "And why should you seem so jealous, Madge?"

Ann sat quietly on Rod's stiff boner, her face turning red. Her cunt-muscles kept rippling and squeezing around the huge tool, impatient to get on with the fucking.

"He... he's a boy in my class, Rod. I teach Sex Education at Grover High."

"Well, I'll be a damned!" he grinned, making his cock throb harder in her pussy. "You're a natural for that job, Ann. But a boy can't do a man's job."

"Tell me!" Ann smiled. "But he tries. He's also kind of freaky."

Madge looked at Rod's cock sliding slowly in and out of Ann's tightly snuggling cunt. She turned to face Rod.

"When Billy fucks a teacher, he flips out. Keeps calling to his classmates to watch him fuck," she told Rod. "I know. I've helped him with mmmm... some homework. One time."

Rod grinned, his hips working his cock a little faster in Ann's snatch. "Let's fuck. We can discuss your other fuck sessions later, you two horny teachers."

Ann's hot cunt was adjusted to taking that huge cock by now. She pressed her knees against Rod's thighs and began to fuck his long prick with strong sweeps of her hips. She peered between her straining legs and reached to part her pussy hair so she could see her cunt sliding joyously up and down around him. She leaned back a bit and smiled at Madge.

The hot teacher needed no more invitation. She leaned over and laid her head on Rod's belly, reaching out a flicking tongue to lick Ann's clit as it swooped back and forth against her mouth.

"Oooooohhh!" Ann gasped. "That's doing it. I'm starting to come. Lick me! Lick me! Rod, come with me. Shoot a big load up my cunt. I want you to come along with me, when I make it. Fuck me. Mmmm... fuck me, fuck meeee!"

Her hands whipped out to grip Madge's head and hold that clit-licking tongue hard against her. She could feel every muscle in her body tensing in anticipation of the wild orgasm building up inside her. Her mouth sagged open. She panted and moaned. Perspiration ran down between her bobbing tits as she rode Rod's cock like a mad fiend.

"Fuck that cunt! Fuck it. Fuck it!" she drooled. "Oh, God Almighty! I'm being torn to pieces. But I love it. Love jut!"

Ann's hips gyrated wildly. She felt Rod's body stiffen under her, driving even deeper into her pulsating cunt. Her knees slipped off the sofa, and she fell flat on him, knocking Madge to the floor. She straightened her body and held him tightly to her, her hips whipping up and down, straining for her climax.

"Gotta make it," she cried. "Can't let you down, Rod. Not after how wonderfully you sucked me off. Come on, Rod, honey. I want to feel your cum pouring out of you."

Her nails dug into his shoulders. Her hips ground her hot clit against the hard base of his gigantic cock reaming so steadily in her juicing cunt. Her eyes were round and wild and glazed with lust. She flipped out, screaming, and dragged him down to the hard floor with her. Her heels drummed on his plunging ass. She grabbed his hips and stroked his tool with her creaming twat, twisting and mumbling under her breath.

"Goddamn!" she heard. Rod mutter. "This fucking chick goes out of her damn mind when she's going for a climax. Hold her down, Madge. Sit on her face. Anything! I'm going to screw this cunt until I make her come so fuckin' hard, she faints dead away!"

"Huh-uh! She'll chew my clit clear off if I let her get her mouth on me, Rod," Madge protested. "She's out of her head, for sure. Lift her ass up a minute. There. I got my finger up her asshole. Oh! I can feel your cock working inside her cunt."

"Wonderful. That's wonderful. Fuck my hole. I want more cock. More fingers up my butt," Ann chattered. She thrashed around, her hips humping up and down faster and faster, driving her asshole over Madge's finger and clenching her cunt muscles around Rod's straining cock.

"Oh, shit! Her pussy is milking the fucking cum right out of me. Look at it, Madge."

He leaned back, lurching up on his knees and holding Ann's legs wide apart so Madge could see how her cunt was opening and trembling and frothing around his cock. Without any warning, he felt his stinging load start to boil out. The hair stood up on the back of his neck when he heard the rising wail escaping Ann's parched lips.

"We're coming!" she babbled. "We're coming together. It's heaven! I can feel your cum burning my poor little hole. Aaaahhhh!"

Rod grunted and rammed his cock all the way home. It jerked and kept pouring more and more cum into the clenching cunt beneath him.

Ann suddenly twisted out from under him and lunged for his spouting tool. She jammed it into her mouth and sucked frantically on it, jacking his battered pole and sinking her thumbs deep into his cum-channel, milking out every drop. When he was dry, she rubbed his softening prick over her flushed cheeks and licked it up one side and down the other.

Rod sat on the carpet, looking down at her flushed face nestled in his lap. He pulled Madge up close to him.

"If you know any more cock-mad women like this one, please don't introduce me to them, Madge. One like her, every so often, is quite enough. If a man can be fucked to death, this is the female to do it!"

Madge rumpled his hair and kissed him. "You would rather die by easier stages... like when you and me fuck. Right?"

He smiled and painfully eased his tired cock out of Ann's clinging mouth. "I want to go just a little at a time."

Ann sat up and stretched. "Now I'm going to take my pussy home," she announced shakily. "And I'm going to soak it in a big tub of bubbles. And then, damnit, I'm going to see a certain high school principal I know."

Ann stretched out in the hot tub full of pine-scented bubbles and sighed contentedly. Even though she knew the feeling wouldn't last, her raging sexual hunger seemed temporarily satisfied.

She had grown used to always feeling horny, to the little tingles that zipped up through her every time she crossed her legs and the crotch of her panties teased into her moist slit. Ever since the first time she had her pussy filled with a hard cock, she felt she had been going through life at a dead run, searching for a man who could really satisfy her. She could not remember how many men she had fucked. Their faces and their thrusting cocks ran together in an erotic blur of confused images. She sighed again.

"You crazy nymph," she told her image in the tall mirror at the end of the tub. "You better get your act together. Fucking around with psycho teenagers and other women's boyfriends is no damn good. Your cunt needs a steady fucker of its own. It's high time you got your own personal stud."

Her fingers cupped her pussy, so soft and warm and still ultra-sensitive. Her clit promptly stiffened and began to clamor for more attention. She spread her legs and sloshed the warm bath water up her pussy hole, trying to ignore the itching sensations of her demanding cunt. She realized she was more than a little tired. It had been one hell of a Saturday. Already she'd had more cock than most women got in a month.

Then why did she still feel so restless? Why wouldn't her pussy let her relax, stop its throbbing way up inside?

"What I need is a good night's sleep," she told herself, standing up in the tube. But the towel drying her pink pussy made it so alive and hot, she knew sleep was not going to come.

Maybe she should call Greg again. If he was fucking that skinny twit of a secretary, he must be hard up for ass. But then, as principal of a high school in, a conservative town, he couldn't run around like a hot stud, picking up strange women. The wealthy, overstuffed matrons, who Ann knew really ran their community, would nail his hide to the wall out of sheer jealousy if he was seen too often in doubtful company.

"But I'm a teacher. Like he was before he became principal of Grover High," Ann told her mirror. She suddenly grinned. "I'm respectable! On the outside, at least. Those catty bitches might even approve of Greg dating me. If I wore a tighter bra, maybe."

She cupped her full white tits and ran her thumbs over her erect nipples. "Fuck that idea," she muttered. "The cups would drive me batty, pressing on my nipples."

She reached down and spread her swollen cuntlips, peeking at her erect clit nestled in the blonde curly bush. She suddenly giggled like a hot virgin schoolgirl looking in the boys' gym window, and bent over to whisper to her pussy, "Shall we call Greg?" She felt her cunthole contract, and watched her clit swelling fuller. "We will!"

She hurriedly dried herself and filled the bathroom with clouds of scented powder. "You are just a nympho, Ann Carter," she told herself. "But what the hell. You need him... and his cock. Go get him!"

She slipped into a filmy black see-through and ran a brush through her pussy fur. A touch of lipstick, and a few dabs of perfume, in just the right places. She could feel his strong cock in her already!

She flounced into her bedroom, her boobies bouncing. This was where she would bring him. She would fuck him silly, right there in her king-sized bed. She'd flip on the tiny silvery spotlights in her ceiling and watch herself getting fucked royally in the big mirrors that ran from floor to ceiling on either side of her bed. How different it would be from that frantic fucking on the hard floor of his office.

She stumbled over her camera and picked it up to toss it into her dresser drawer. A tiny germ of an idea began to grow in her hot mind. She remembered when she had previewed her selection of slides before the school board of young girls masturbating. Greg had very hesitantly asked her to run through them again. He hadn't been able to tear his eyes away from the screen, watching the tender girls fingering their clitties. And hadn't he said he loved to see a hot woman do herself? She would get him in bed with her and drive him bananas, fingerfucking her pretty pussy right under his hot eyes.

The sound of the doorbell interrupted her sexy thoughts. She absently tied the filmy robe around her waist and shuffled through the living room, preoccupied with her horny plans. She swung the door open and blinked in surprise.

"Hello, Ann." Greg was smiling at her. "You called, remember?"

She finally found her voice. "Oh, yes. This afternoon. Ah... I was just getting ready to come. I mean, to go. Out, that is."

"Dressed in that frilly black foofoo thing?"

"You... you make me feel stark naked, the way you're staring at me," Ann said softly. "Would you like... ah... a drink?"

"That, too," he grinned, following her swinging hips over to the tiny bar at the end of her long couch.

Her hands shook as she splashed scotch into two tall glasses. She felt she didn't dare look directly at him until she got herself under control. He was going to fuck her -- right here, right now!

She could feel his eyes burning through the sheer fabric of her gown. Her nipples were achingly stiff. She wanted to get control of the situation, like when they were together in his office, but she was so damn hot and hungry for his cock, her mind was in a whirl.

He came up in back of her, standing at the bar. She felt his strong hands around her waist, tugging her back toward him. Her sensitive ass shivered when she felt the hard bulge of his cock pressing against her ass. She turned to face him, holding the drinks. Her gown, brushed open, and one rounded tit slipped out. His warm hand cupped it, his fingernail teasing her pink nipple.

"You have the most beautiful breasts in the world," he murmured.

The words slipped out in spite of herself. "Prettier than Jody's?"

"Oh, hell, yes!" he said emphatically. His mouth brushed over her pouting lips. He pulled back and looked down at her face. "Ah ha! So that's it! You're jealous of my secretary. Here, give me your hand. Feel. She never gets me that hard, Ann. Not even when she'd doing her damnedest to suck me off. She's just a young, horny kid who thinks she's in love."

"And you?"

He pulled her down on the sofa and put their drinks on the end table. His fingers tugged at the cord of the gown around her waist.

"It's you I keep thinking about," he said. "It's you I want. I can't stop thinking about that wild afternoon with you, in my office. I'm even getting used to walking around with wet shorts."

His eyes took in the deep cleavage between her trembling tits. He put her hand, palm down, on the thick, sturdy cock that moved so enticingly under the pressure of her fingers. Shivering with excitement, Ann melted into his arms and lifted her open mouth to be kissed.

When their long tongue-fucking kiss ended, her negligee had fallen open and her full, lush tits were standing out naked under his gaze.

"You are so lovely, Ann," he breathed, laying her down on the soft sofa. He pushed her gown away so he could admire the nakedness of her warm body. His head lowered, and he buried his face in the warm valley between her tits. He bathed her rigid nipples with his tongue before his lips moved over the smoothness of her dimpled belly. His tongue teased around in the soft indentation of her belly button. His hand reached beneath her, and cupped the firm cheeks of her ass, his fingers moved smoothly into the glowing firmness of her flushed skin.

Ann shivered ecstatically. This was so much better than the frantic makeout in his office. His movements were slow and sensuous. He took his time, enjoying every soft curve that led his fingers into all her secret turn-on places that she wanted him to explore. Her mouth went dust-dry with excitement, but she could feel her pussy flowing like a mad river, trickling warm juice down her shaking thighs. She yearned to get her hands around his cock, but she forced herself to wait, to let him lead the action.

She felt him spreading her legs and kissing the softness of her thighs. His wet tongue traveled down her smooth calves, over her trim ankles, licked gently over the soles of her wriggling feet and moved, slowly and teasingly, back up her legs toward her hot cunt. She gasped out loud when his searching tongue-tip grazed over her raging hot clit.

"Mmmnnnmmm," she moaned. "I'm going to melt and run all over this couch, Greg. Lick me. Oh, please, lick me!"

His warm mouth covered every single inch of her pussy, his tongue swirling around in the slick, heated flesh of her dripping cunt. Her hips lifted her cunt tighter to his mouth. When he began licking just the very tip of her clit with his talented tongue, she whimpered and gave up trying to delay the delicious orgasm that her nerves demanded.

"Greg, darling... help me. Suck my clitty harder. Push me over the top. I have to come. Have to! Just once. Just one tiny little come."

"It's too soon. Wait, like I am. Let it build up," he said, rolling her gently over onto her stomach. He pressed his face into the yielding depths between the cheeks of her ass. Ann shook from head to foot when his wet tongue licked around and around her sensitive asshole. He slipped one hand beneath her and swirled his thumb tip over her clit.

She began to pant and squirm and mumble incoherently. Strong flashes of electric current jolted up her spine and spread a foggy haze over her eyes. He turned her over again and spread her shaking thighs with his strong hands. His mouth closed over her cunt again. He lapped at her juicy pussy, letting the sweet flow seep into his strongly sucking mouth.

Ann's body writhed and twisted in ecstasy on the yielding sofa. Her hands clenched his hair and pulled his head tighter and tighter to her wet cunt.

"Eat me. Oh, Christ! Eat me. Your mouth on my cunt is driving me nuts. I want to fuck, Greg. I want you to fuck me. Right now!"

He knew her climax couldn't be put off a second longer. He probed deeply with his strong tongue, fucking her hole with it. He sucked her more and more strongly as her heels beat a mad tattoo on his back and her hips bucked and mashed her cunt against his mouth.

"Ah, ohhhhhhh! I'm coming, Greg, I'm commminnnng!"

Her cunt hole convulsed around his out thrust tongue. Her frantic climax made her shake and cling to him for long, long moments before her arms slid from around his neck to lie limply on the cushion. Her eyes slowly opened. Her fingers brushed through his wavy hair. She sighed softly.

"You eat my cunt like no man I ever met," she whispered. Her eyes were misty and wide. "Greg, let me undress you. I want to suck you so badly I could cry."

He kissed her but shook his head. "I can do it quicker. My cock won't wait any longer to get into that soft cunt of yours."

He stripped naked. His long cock jutted out below his flat, hard-muscled stomach, twitching with his eagerness to fuck her pink cunt-tunnel.

Greg crouched between her widespread legs, his rigid rod coming closer and closer.

Ann trembled with anticipation. As his cockhead nudged between her slippery pussy lips, her hips slid down on the cushion. He was in her with one swift, long stroke.

"Oh! That feels so fucking good," she moaned. His stiff boner spread her cunt-walls as it sank into the depths of her steaming hot pussy. Her legs wrapped tightly around his body. She felt the stiff fullness of his cock pulsating in her cunt.

"Mmmm... ah... now, now... don't move," she whispered. "Hold it still in me. You feel so alive in there. I love the way you throb inside me."

She could sense the hot blood coursing through the distended veins in his cock. It surged and quivered with every strong beat of his heart. Ann found she simply could not hold still. She began slowly rotating her hips, making his prick stir around in her pussy. His hips drilled his swollen shaft in and out of her writhing twat.

"You are so fucking hard and so fucking good in me!"

He began driving harder and harder, fucking her with long rhythmic thrusts. His fingers slid into the soft quivering crack between her hot asscheeks.

"Yes! Do it! Push your fingers up my ass!"

As her hot butt squirmed down hard on his probing fingers, he massaged her puckered entrance more rapidly. Ann's voice rose in a tiny little-girl squeal of delight when his thick middle finger slipped in knuckle-deep. He plunged his finger rapidly in and out of her asshole as his cock fucked deeper and deeper into her cunt.

"Shove it in harder! Oh, damn! Fuck my pussyhole! Ram that finger harder up my butt."

Ann felt the sweat trickle down her ribs. Her tits rose and fell with every gasping breath she took. His finger stabbed in and out of her asshole, faster and faster. She bit his ear, his neck, his open mouth. Her eyes glazed with her lust for his reaming rod, churning in her blazing hot cunt.

"Give it to me! Fuck the living hell out of me! I wantt you to hurt me. Jesus, I'm so hot I'm going out of my fucking mind! Rape my cunt! Rape it!"

His cock pounded into her, driving her into a fucking frenzy of biting and clawing and beating his ribs with her clenched fists his cum built up deep inside him, burning to burst out through his stiff cock, fucking frantically into her squishing, creaming cunt. Her pussy slammed back against every thrust of his rigid cock. Her mouth flew open, but only a gasping moan came out. An iron band seemed to close around her head. Her legs waved crazily in the air, then whipped down to cross over his back and drive him to fuck her even more wildly.

Her features were distorted with her wild urge to feel the raging cum boiling out of his cock. Every singing nerve in her body seemed to center around her cunt and her stinging asshole, to grow taut as steel cables.

"Oh, my God in heaven," she moaned as she began sliding his stiff rod over the crest of her orgasm. "I'm coming again. Again! Oooooo... coming, coming, commmmiinng!"

His cock exploded a torrent of raging cum into her spasming cunt. Her intense joy swallowed her up completely. Her head rolled around in mindless ecstasy. She clung passionately to him while his prick flooded her slit with his thick hot load.

Her cunt kept squeezing and pulling on his cock until it had drawn the very last drop of hot cum from his balls.

"That... that was fantastic!" Ann sighed when at last his wet prick slipped out of her hole.

"There isn't another woman in the world like you, Ann," Greg said softly, brushing the damp hair back from her face. His lips found hers. They melted into a tongue-sucking kiss that left them both limper than ever.

Greg struggled to his feet, holding the couch arm for support. "Whew!" he muttered. "If you'll just hold the damn room still for a minute, maybe I'll be able to find those drinks you made. My cock needs a little rest."

"Are you sure about that?"

Ann smiled up at him. She leaned back and spread her legs, lewdly. Greg could feel the heat from her body washing over him. His cock began to rise again when his eyes followed her hand sliding up her thigh. It was half-up when her fingertip brushed over her pink cunt. It was up throbbing stiffly in the air when she slid her hips toward him and pushed her slim finger into her wet cunt hole.

"Damn it all, woman!" he exclaimed. "You know what that does to me! You're going to fingerfuck your cunt, aren't you? You're going to drive me nutty listening to the sexy squish of your pussy around those fingers. Well, I'm not going to listen. I'm going to run into the bedroom and hide?" His grin told her he wasn't too angry with her for teasing his cock erect again so quickly.

"Go run!" Ann urged bin. "But my snatch will find your cock. It's impossible to hide something that big in this tiny apartment."

He groaned in mock desperation. "Is this the night I die?"

Ann shook her head. "No way. Tonight is the night to start to live!"

When Ann tried to stand to follow Greg into her bedroom, she gave a low moan and fell back onto the sofa. Instantly Greg was beside her, looking at her flushed face with concern in his eyes.

"What's wrong, honey?" he asked anxiously. "I-I'm O.K. Just a little dizzy. Guess it's because I haven't had anything to eat. I... well, I've had a busy day," she told him.

Greg pulled her to her feet and walked her down the short hall to the bedroom. "Get some clothes on," he said firmly. "There's a drive-in burger joint over on Century. I could use some food, too. Something tells me this is going to be one long fucking night, and we need our strength. Come on. No argument!"

Ann nodded and obediently buttoned a thin blouse around her sensitive boobies and rummaged through her closet for a skirt. She slipped into a short fur jacket and went back to the living room to find Greg dressed and gulping the last of his strong drink.

His big Cadillac eased through the night traffic. Ann sighed with contentment, her head on his shoulder and her hand cupping his warm crotch. She felt his cock growing bigger and bigger under the teasing pressure of her hand.

"I'm going to eat this dick clear off," she whispered hotly, unzipping his fly. His hard cock snapped into her eager hand.

"Have mercy, woman," Greg laughed, wheeling into the parking lot and looking for the darkest parking place he could find. But he couldn't make himself tug her mouth up off his stiff boner.

Her tongue swirled madly around on his pulsing cocktip, darting into the wide pee-slit at the very end. Ann stretched out on the seat on her belly both hands softly stroking his cock while her tongue bathed every inch.

"May I take your order, sir?" the young waitress asked, leaning against the car door. Then she saw Ann's blonde head bobbing up and down in the glow of the car's dash lights.

"Oh, shit! Mother cock-crazy female. That's the third blow-job I've seen tonight. I'm so fucking horny I mixed up the last two orders!"

But she stood close to the door with her elbows on the window edge, watching Ann's flicking tongue lapping up and down his stiff cock. She grinned and reached in for his thick cock, tugging it away from Ann's mouth.

"You can't order with your mouth full of hard cock, honey. As much as I'd like to watch, I gotta keep on movin'! This place is a horny madhouse tonight."

Ann smiled sweetly at the waitress. "Burgers and fries. And coffee. And put that cock back where it belongs."

"You got it, baby," the girl said, giving Greg's hardon one last loving pat. "But have a heart. Eat your burger here and him someplace else. I'm goin' in to attack the cock."

She disappeared in the direction of the kitchen, shaking her head. Greg told Ann to sit up, but he reached for the seat switch to make more room between the steering wheel and his pulsating hardon.

"This is crazy, Ann," he grinned at her. "We're acting like sex-mad teenagers. We're supposed to be staid and respectable people, remember?"

"I don't care," Ann giggled happily, her hands busy. "Everyone else in this place is making out. Why can't we?"

His hips thrust forward, sliding his hard cock through her hands.

"You like to be jacked off, don't you?" Ann asked, nibbling his ear.

"You like to feel that slippery cock sliding through my fist, don't you? Admit it."

"Hell, yes," he laughed. "Don't stop, whatever you do. I can see that dating you means going through life with a perpetual hardon. And getting used to having my meat pounded in public places. I'm so fucking stiff and hot, I don't care who sees us. Piss on the whole crotchety school board. Those bastards drooled over your pussy slides. I'll bet every one of those old geezers went home and beat off."

Ann had bath hands around his long pecker, stroking up and down. The more she, worked on him, the thicker and longer his cock seemed to grow. The scent of her juicing pussy filled the car. She began to squirm around on the seat. Her skirt slid way up her legs as she eased down and put her heel up on the dashboard. Greg could see her soaking cunt gleaming in the red neon lights that edged the roof of the building.

"Do it," he urged her. "Keep a hand on me, but play with that snatch for me. It drives me nuts to see you diddle your juicy hole."

Her shaking fingers spread her oozing cuntlips wide open so that her clit stuck straight out. Her middle finger swirled around on it, but she wasn't looking between her legs. Her eyes were glued to his face, watching his mouth open and his tongue wet his lips.

"You want, to suck this pussy, don't you, honey?" she whispered. "You want to feel your tongue pushing inside my tight cunt, don't you? You want to taste my pussy juice and feel it smearing all over your sucking mouth."

He groaned loudly. "Yes! Jesus Christ, yes!"

"Then do it. Right now!" Ann urged him. "Suck my cunt right here in this drive-in. I dare you!"

They suddenly jumped like they'd been double goosed when a girl's voice said, "Well, fancy meeting you here, Ann Carter. With your finger up your cunt and your hand around your principal's stiff thing."

Both heads swiveled around, staring at Jody looking in the car window. Behind her was the grinning face of Billy Jackson.

"We been laid back by the edge of the building, watching you two gettin' it on," Billy told them. "Glad you dropped by. Jody's been jackin' me off, ridin' around town on my Honda. But a bike don't give no privacy like you got. Get in, Jody. We're gonna join their little party."

Greg and Ann just sat there, thunderstruck. They'd been caught wet-handed. Neither of them said a word when Billy jerked the back door open and the two hot kids tumbled into the back seat.

"This car smells like hot pussy," Billy mumbled, struggling to get out of his tight jeans. "It's drivin' me batty!"

He threw his pants down onto the floor and slid to his knees, his hard cock sticking straight up in the air. Jody pulled her skirt up around her waist and slid down in the seat, spreading her legs wide.

The crotch of her cotton panties was soaked with pussyjuice. Billy's hands slid them down her legs and threw them on the floor on top of his Levi's. The scent of hot cunt grew even stronger in the car.

"Spread, baby," he growled. "Get your sweet butt up on the edge of the seat. I'm gonna suck your cunt clear off!"

His broad thumbs spread her dripping, pussy wide open and rubbed up and down on both sides of her clit, making it stand up wet and red as fire in the glow of the neon light that made the back of the car so bright, Ann was sure everyone on the lot could look in the window and see the triumphant expression on the young secretary's face. Billy fell on her like a brick wall, slurping noisily in her hole.

Ann got up to her knees and leaned against the back of the seat, staring at Jody's broad smile of satisfaction as she reached down to hold her pussy open and grind her snatch against Billy's mouth.

"What the hell are we going to do?" Greg asked Ann.

"Watch them fuck. What else can we do?" Ann answered. "You know this crazy skinny bitch better than I do," she added, rather tartly. "Is she noisy when she fucks?"

He shook his head. "She just pants. And fucks. And fucks."

Jody leaned back and unbuttoned her blouse slowly, watching Ann and Greg watching Billy lap hungrily and run his long tongue in her fuckhole. She flicked her blouse open and cupped her small boobies in her hands, her big brown nipples peeking out stiffly between her fingers.

"Why don't you fuck Ann up her ass, Greg?" she spoke for the first time. "I've heard she's the type who loves it." Her voice was sweet as sugar and catty as hell.

"Who could have told her that?" Greg muttered.

Ann felt his hand slide up between her legs. His thumb pressed between her tight asscheeks and rested lightly against her brown hole. His cock was rubbing against the back of the seat, in time with Billy's head moving up and down. He wasn't even aware his hips were moving, he was so torn up about what was happening in his car.

"Well... uh... I took some pictures of Billy jacking off. For my sex instruction classes. Things kinda got out of hand," Ann explained quietly.

"And his cock just somehow got up your butt," Greg said to her. "Son of a bitch!"

His thumb was pressing more insistently into Ann's bunghole. He suddenly shifted over behind her, between her legs. His wet cockhead slid up and down the trembling crack of her ass. She reached down and snuggled her hand around his heavy balls.

Jody watched Ann's face closely. She saw her mouth open and her eyes flutter when the head of Greg's cock slipped inside her. She saw Ann's hands clench the back of the seat and heard her tiny moan of pleasure when another inch of hard cock burrowed into her shit-chute.

"He gets hard as two rocks, doesn't he, Ann?" she teased. "Fuck her, Greg! Fuck her butt real good. I want to see her face when she has every inch of your tool rammed up her ass."

Billy grunted, "Shut up, Jody. Pay attention to me." He moved up closer to her and rubbed his rigid cock against her sapping cuntlips.

Ann groaned out loud, thrusting her butt back against the insistent probing of Greg's ass-reaming rod. She bit her lips, but the words slipped out.

"Oh, shit! That feels so fucking good!"

Her low moan triggered Billy to abrupt action. He suddenly rammed every inch of his cock into Jody's slick pussy and began stroking furiously. He glanced up at Ann's face and grinned.

"Watch my cock drive this chick right up the wall, teacher. I want to get an 'A' on this test."

Ann whispered to Greg, "He's flipping out again."

The car began to rock as Greg timed his strong thrusts to Billy's cock reaming Jody's pussy. He didn't even know he was pacing along with the teenager. He was totally lost in the thrills of fucking Ann's tight asshole.

Jody's hands cupped her hot tits, rubbing her stiff nipples. She stared between her legs at Billy's long cock churning like a huge piston in and out of her snatch. Her hands pressed down on her belly, feeling it swell every time he moved into her hole. She impatiently brushed her long pussy hair aside and pinched her stiff clitty, tugging it out.

Billy's fingernail scratched over the tip of her clit sending delicious quivers zipping up her spine and making her hole clamp even more tightly around his shaft. Her hands moved to grip his strong thighs, feeling the tension building in his young, wiry frame. His cock swelled even fuller! She gave a little sniffle and ground her ass into the seat cushion.

Ann leaned over the back of the seat and looked down at Billy's glistening cock. The sight of Jody's cuntlips wrapped in a tight O of pleasure around his rod, made her asshole clamp down on Greg.

The view was different. She was seeing a cunt get fucked from a man's point of view. She understood now why so many fuckers screwed with their eyes tightly shut. It was really thrilling to see a pussy open and close around a cockshaft. It would blast any man's balls off! She spread her knees on the seat and thrust her ass back at Greg, driving him into her so far, they both groaned out loud.

"You're going to come in a minute, aren't you?" Ann gasped. "You're going to fill my asshole with a load of boiling hot cum, aren't you?"

"No! No, Goddammit! No punk kid is going to out fuck me," Greg rasped at her.

He abruptly pulled out of her butt and shuffled back on the seat. He bent his knees a bit and slid his aching cock into the clinging softness of her cunt.

"Now that's better," he said. "Not so fucking tight. Won't come so soon."

He settled her down on his lap, holding his throbbing dick very still in her pussy. His fingers moved over her firm tits, cupping them, squeezing them, twisting her stiff nipples. The contrast between the stinging, raking surges of his rod up her ass and the gentle erotic twinges of tingling pleasure from her stiff nipples rolling under his fingers, made Ann relax a bit and sigh happily. She didn't want to come, either -- not just yet. It could be that all four of them would get off at the same time. That would be fantastic, Ann thought.

She hoped that Greg was right, that Jody was a quiet fucker. She hoped Jody wouldn't holler her stupid head off when she came and let everyone in the drive-in know about their mini-orgy. Had news travels so fast! She could see herself trying to explain to a Board of Inquiry how one of her students came to be fucking the principal's secretary while the teacher of the Sexual Hygiene class was sitting on the principal's lap with his stiff cock up her cunt. Those horny old men would make her go over every detail, and then fire her rosy little ass right out on the street! Along with Greg.

"Whew! Man, this is hard on the knees," Billy grunted. He jerked his cock out of Jody and half-rolled up onto the broad seat beside her. "Get up on me. Face me. Get that cock back in," he commanded her.

She moved quickly, hotly. In two seconds she had him back in her cunt, riding up and down on his long shaft. Her small round ass gleamed red in the neon glow, her cheeks spread wide. Ann could see her little round asshole.

But not for long! Billy slid his finger in her slick cunt, along with his reaming cock. He pulled it out, slick with her pussy juice, and when her flailing butt came down, he rammed it into her tight hole.

"No! Ow! That huurrrtsss!" Jody screamed.

"Shut up and fuck, or I'll ram my cock up in there!" Billy growled.

Jody obediently clammed up. With sudden perversity, Ann decided to pay Jody back for making her so mad when she had called Greg that afternoon and Jody made her listen to Greg's cock slushing in her cunt. She reached over the seat and jerked Billy's finger out of Jody's asshole. The little yelp the secretary made was nothing compared to the loud wail of pain that echoed through the car when Ann grabbed Billy's cock and jammed it up Jody's ass. Billy just grinned and fucked her harder than ever.

"How do you like that, darling?" Ann asked sweetly.

Tears of pain trickled down the young girl's face. "Ow! Ow! Billy, stop! I can't take it!" she wept.

The eighteen-year-old boy never missed a stroke. "Shut up! You'll love it in another minute."

"Here are your burgers and coffee," the waitress called in through the open window. Then she blinked and stared at a half-naked blonde sitting on a hard cock, and leaned in the window to see a thick cock reaming a cringing asshole.

"I don't believe it!" she choked put. "This is too fucking much. Where the hell did they came from?" she demanded of Greg.

"Right out of the blue," he grinned, taking the tray from her. "We'll order dessert later."

"Not from me, you won't," she said. "I'm gone! Now I'm really gonna rape that cock!"

She limped away, holding her cunt with both hands. Greg and Ann cracked up. His cock went soft and slipped out of her slick cunt. Billy grinned but kept right on fucking Jody's ass, all the harder.

Greg reached for the ignition key. "We are getting the hell out of here. Feed me that burger, while I drive back to your place, Ann. Then guess what's going to happen."

"Four in a bed?" Ann smiled.

"Right on!"

Clouds of steam floated up from the shower stall in Ann's apartment. The blissfully hot water pelted two naked women, down on their knees on the hard tile floor, sucking two big cocks. No one was saying a word. The girls couldn't, with their mouths plugged full of stiff clicks.

Ann had decided to be friendly to Jody. In a way she felt sorry for the plain, thin secretary. But she rather envied her for her ability to suck a stiff prick. The girl really loved blowing a cock. It showed in every gesture of her hands jacking up and down on Billy's fuck-tool. She held it up straight and hard under the pelting water, and licked and licked his red cockhead, half-drowning under the shower but so fucking hot she didn't care.

Greg leaned against the tile wall and grinned at Billy, then looked down at Ann licking his balls and running her tongue up and down the sensitive underside of his hard cock. He reached down and clasped his hands behind her neck and began fucking her in the mouth, bending over and swinging his hips, ramming his rod down her throat. Both girls were fingerfucking their slippery cunts, so damn hot that their hips were bucking almost as fast as Greg's.

Suddenly Billy picked Jody up in his arms and kicked the shower door open. He carried her dripping body down the hall and tossed her on Ann's big bed. In another second, Ann hit the quilt so hard she bounced. Four legs were spread wide, and two hot cocks jammed into two eager pussies.

"Fuck me, Greg! Fuck the living hell out of me! Shove that cock in deeper. When Billy goes in her snatch, I want you to fuck me the same way. At the same time. That's the best part of four in a bed!"

Jody and Ann locked their legs over each other's, welding their bodies into one heaving, fucking, plunging unit, fucking back at the hard cocks ravaging their cunts with perfectly matched swings of their hips. They began to sweat and pant, their nipples standing up from their bouncing boobs.

Jody reached over and grabbed Ann's hand. She pushed it down onto her own cunt and seized her middle finger. She rubbed her flaming clit with the tip of Ann's curved finger. Every muscle in her thin body tensed with her added excitement.

"Do me that way, too, Jody," Ann demanded. The bedsprings complained even louder when both men fucked faster and faster, getting so hot watching the girl's clitties swelling full under the teasing pressure of flying fingers. Their cocks reamed so deeply, their balls almost disappeared in the wide-open gashes beneath them. Their pricks made lewd sucking noises as their inflamed cockheads churned into the creaming holes. They kept matching their strokes exactly. The bed rocked wildly!

Both girls reached up to shove pillows under their heads and stare down their heaving bellies at the cocks fucking into them. Greg blinked with surprise when he saw the two women reach for each other and begin kissing hotly. They sucked tongues and licked lips, but never stopped the steady movement of their swinging hips against the board-stiff rods reaming their spasming cunts.

"Goddamn!" Billy grunted. "Never saw two chicks get it on together that way. Makes my balls want to blow up!"

Ann was so hot, she didn't give a single thought to acting like a lesbian bitch. She had to suck on something. She almost pulled Jody's tongue out by its roots. Her hands clawed and twisted Jody's shaking tits. Somehow, she half-turned onto her side and rubbed her tits against the young girl's swelling mounds. Her hand wrapped around Greg's cock, jacking him madly as he fucked her slippery cunt.

"Your cunt is gripping me so fucking hard, I'm going to come if I don't ease off," Greg muttered to Ann. She rolled onto her back and tried to focus her lust-filmed eyes on his face.

"What... what did you say?" she mumbled. "Oh no! I don't want you to come. Don't you dare come. Fuck me, baby. Don't stop fucking me." She kept mumbling incoherently, reaching down with both hands to jack his rigid cock.

"She's out of it, Greg," Billy told him. "Fucked clear out of her gourd. She doesn't know what the hell she's saying."

Greg grunted and slowed his pace. "Maybe she doesn't know what she's doing, but her pussy does. You should feel that thing clamping on your cock."

Billy's eyes lit up. "Best idea I've heard today. Let's switch chicks."

Hardly a stroke was missed when they changed places. Jody gasped when Greg's thick cock jammed into her. Ann seemed hardly to notice the change. She kept moaning and fucking and running her wet fingers around her cunt and down between her soaked asscheeks.

"Give it to me! Fuck my hole, honey," she whimpered, biting Billy's shoulder as she writhed her cunt up tighter around his plunging tool. "And don't you dare come. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!"

"Thinks I'm you, Greg," Billy muttered. "Crazy hot fucking school-teacher."

"Just don't come and make her mad at me," Greg panted. Getting a firmer grip on Jody's sweating hips. The bed complained even more loudly as four bodies fucked faster and faster.

"Screw my hole, lover," Jody panted. "Hurt me. Fuck my wet pussy harder! You're just as stiff as Billy. Look at his cock fucking her cunt!"

"Fuck, no," Greg muttered. "I'm so close to coming, I'm going to close my eyes and not look." A second later, he groaned. "That doesn't help. It just makes your cunt feel even better. Oh, shit! I'm gonna blow off. I know it."

"Hold it for just a few more strokes," Jody pleaded. "Oh, God! I want to come with you." Her hands grabbed the rumpled sheets and tore at them. Her hot butt began a swiveling motion that made Greg shudder and brought his steaming load boiling up.

"I'm shooting!" he groaned. His jerking cock filled her pussy hole full of hot cum. It seemed he would never stop coming. He shuddered violently as his balls emptied into her cunt. Her nails dug into his sweating as her climax arched her body under his, almost throwing him off the bed. She ripped the sheets apart, thrashing around so hard, her sweat-drenched body slid right out from under him. She doubled up in a tiny ball, coming over and over again.

Billy stopped fucking Ann and sat staring at Jody. "Jesus Christ! Never knew she had a come like that in her."

Greg staggered to his feet. He stood looking down at Jody. "She's gone," he said quietly. "Out like a cheap light bulb."

"Am not. Am not," Ann mumbled. "Wanna fuck. Gotta fuck." Her eyes fluttered open. "Why is Jody sleeping? Why are you just standing there, Greg, honey? Get in bed with me. Put your cock in my mouth. Poor thing. It's so little. Let me suck it up big and strong again."

She sat up, throwing Billy backwards. She lunged for Greg and tugged him down beside her. She sucked his cock, bending over him, her hot ass wiggling in the air. Billy snagged her hips and held her still rubbing his cock against her asshole. He slid into her with one quick shove and settled into a steady, stroking rhythm, staring down at her tight brown ring clamping on his rod.

Greg felt his cock growing again under the teasing nips of Ann's teeth. His sore cock swelled fuller and fuller, making Ann choke and back off a little.

"I don't believe this," he said. "That crazy cock is off on a trip all by itself."

Ann was crooning, rocking her hips and shaking her butt, delighting in the feel of Billy's rigid cock pounding up her ass. She slid down Greg's legs, resting her chin on his thigh, watching her hands jacking his cock.

"I want that in my cunt," she said firmly. "I want two cocks in me."

She held Greg's dick straight up and settled down on it, spreading her knees and sliding him in to the very end of her snatch. Billy's cock never escaped her butt. She lay panting and wiggling between their hot bodies.

"Ooooooo," she sighed. "This is heaven. I'm so full of cock, I could burst!"

She began a steady, slow, bumping movement, drawing one hard cock out of her cunt while she backed into another one sliding up her ass. She moaned, sending shivers up Greg's back. Her voice was low and throaty. Her tits were mashed against his sweating chest. He could feel Billy's rigid prick rubbing against his own cock, inside her flaming body.

"I ain't never felt nuthin' like this before," the kid growled deep in his throat. "Your cock in her cunt makes her shit-chute so damn tight around me, I can hardly move."

"So don't," Greg told him. "Let her do it. Just hold still and let her fuck."

Ann kept moaning and mumbling, working her hips between the men, screwing herself with more than a foot of hard dick inside her slick holes. "Heaven," she sighed.

Her hips never stopped moving. Her nipples burned into Greg's chest. Her asshole rubbed maddeningly over Billy's tiring cock. She kept on and on, never stepping for a second.

"She's gettin' to me. Can't hold it back. My dick is gonna blow off, I know it!" Billy sped up, his face turning red and his breath coming in short gasps. Ann moaned even louder when she felt his cock burning and twitching in her ass. To Greg's surprise, he found his own cock responding. He began heaving up under the weight of their bodies. They both hit her at the same time, driving hard.

"This is it," Billy groaned. He fell back away from her, his cock jerking and spouting a huge arc of white cum up into the air. He rolled over onto his side, and a second later, Greg heard him groan again.

Jody had his erupting cock in her mouth, sucking the cum out of his throbbing shaft. She held him prisoner in her hot mouth while she scrambled around on the bed, pushing Ann half-off Greg and throwing her leg over his face. She settled her pussy onto his mouth and ground her muff against his probing tongue.

"Ooooo," Ann murmured, reaching out to spread Jody's tight little buns apart. Her tongue darted between the white mounds. She licked around and around on lady's asshole, but she never stopped fucking Greg's stiff pecker.

He could feel Jody's cunt clamping on his tongue. She spread her legs wider, wiggling and shaking, taking a tongue in her pussy and a tongue up her butthole. She came so quickly, Greg couldn't believe it and he found himself coming again! He pushed Jody away and grabbed for Ann's ass. He speeded up his strokes, fucking so fast her teeth rattled.

"My aching balls. My poor balls!" he choked out.

"Come, honey. Come! Come! Come!" Ann panted. Her legs gripped him. Her cunt spasmed at the same split second as his cum roared up his burning cock and spilled into her.

She sighed. Her muscles slowly relaxed. Her breathing became very even. She passed out on top Greg.

"Jesus H. Christ! What a night!" Billy said. "When one cunt it awake, the other one's asleep. Well, fuck it all. I need a short rest."

"I could use a shower," Greg told him, "and a stiff drink. Two drinks. You'll find the scotch on the bar in the living room. Make one for Jody baby, here. She looks like she could use a pickerupper."

He took her hand and led her down the hall to the bathroom. They soaped each other and stood under the spray, feeling new life flowing into their bodies.

"The water hitting my cunt makes me want to pee," Jody giggled. She spread her pussy lips and arched a fine stream into the flow from the showerhead, shivering as the water hit more strongly on her exposed clit.

"That makes me hot," she said.

"I think every dang thing makes you hot," Greg grinned at her. "And the next time you ride around town jerking off Mr. Jackson, don't go to that drive-in. You two could have gotten Ann and me in a peck of trouble."

She pouted and reached for his soft cock. "This is really what I was thinking about when I was beating Billy off on the bike. I like a man, not a boy. You fuck so much better than he does. And you like me. I know it. See how I can make your tired cock stand up?"

"It doesn't know what the hell it's doing," Greg laughed.

"But I do," she murmured, dropping to her knees. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, flicking it lightly over the tip of his prick. The sensation made Greg's pecker swell and rise. His hips pushed his cock deep into her mouth.

He reached over and picked up her slim body, turning her upside down so that her legs were draped over his shoulders. He reached out and turned the water off and strode down the hall, licking her cunt and shoving his cock deeper down her throat with every step.

"Holy Mother," Billy exploded as they sucked their way into the living room. "Well, fuck it. There's your drinks on the bar. It's me for the shower."

"With me," Ann announced. "Guess I drifted off. Sorry to be such a party pooper."

Billy just looked at her. Her eyes were bright. She looked refreshed and hot to trot again. He just shook his head and pointed her at Greg and Jody.

"I'm getting washed up and then I'm hitching back to the drive-in to pick up my bike. The three, of you can fuck until class time, for all I care." He shuffled down the hall, his long cock swinging.

Ann reached into the ice bucket and held her hand in back of her while she walked over to Greg, who was sucking Jody's pussy while he got his cock licked by the upside-down girl. She reached up and pushed the cube between Jody's open ass cheeks. The girl gave a muffled yelp of surprise and bit down hard on Greg's stiff boner.

"Hey! Get dressed, Jody, baby," Ann told her. "The party is over. Go with Billy. You can attack this man in his office, if you want to, but for the rest of this night, he's mine. All mine."

Jody went in search of her clothes. Ann pushed her principal onto the sofa and sat close, leaning against him with a happy sigh. They eased off into half-sleep, exhausted from all the frantic sex.

When they woke, they were alone in the quiet apartment. The room was brightening with the rays of the morning sun.

Greg stretched painfully, every muscle in his body protesting.

"Will you make me some coffee?" he asked.

"I certainly will. If you make me, first," Ann teased. "Right here on my sofa. Right now!"

He sighed in mock despair. "You drive a hard bargain."

She laughed and pulled him up over her. "You drive a hard cock!"

He looked down at his pulsating cock, surprised. "What do you know? Well, waste is sinful, as my mother used to say."

Ann's legs parted smoothly to cross over his back and pull him tightly to her. Without a single guiding touch, his long cock eased into her moist hole. She shivered ecstatically and lifted one tit to his mouth. His tongue encircled the stiff tip as his cock slid deeper into her welcoming cunt.

They fucked the whole morning away. And the afternoon. And the evening. They took coffee breaks and shower breaks, and eyen found a few minutes to scramble some eggs. But she never let his cock escape her hungry pussy for more than a few precious minutes. They couldn't seem to fuck enough, even though Ann's cunt became puffy and sensitive. And somehow, no matter how often Greg came, his cock promptly swelled full again and found its way back into her warm cunt.

"It'll be hell having to go back to work," Greg said.

"That's your penalty for being so damn good-looking and so well-hung... instead of being rich," Ann laughed.

"How right you are," he grinned. His cock sank out of sight in her wet cunt. "How right you are!"

For Ann, Monday was a bummer. So was Tuesday -- and Wednesday! Her mind wandered. After the fantastic fuckfest over the weekend, her pussy was primed for action, but she wasn't getting any. She felt hollow and empty, as if she hadn't had a hard cock in years and years. It didn't help to see Jody running off after every school day, hanging onto Billy on the back of his Honda. Greg was always so damn busy and so tired at the end of the day, he begged off seeing her.

Somehow she dragged through the dull week, her pussy raising hell every time she crossed her legs and her panties rubbed her clit. By Saturday morning, when she awoke from a restless night, she knew what she had to do for herself -- or go plain batty.

Her hand brushed over her sleek, naked body until she was touching the soft fluff of hair covering her damp cunt. Her fingers slipped inside her pussylips, and she felt her hot flesh coming alive. In another moment she was trailing her fingertips over the bump of her clit. She pressed. Waves of pleasure rippled inside her. She increased the pressure and the speed of her teasing fingers.

"Ummmmm... ooooh... mmmm," she heard herself murmuring. The faster she rubbed her moist scarlet nubbin, the better it felt. Her cunt responded to the stimulation with a flow of hot cream. She felt her pussy swell and moisten even more. Her middle finger dipped into her cunt and withdrew slowly. Her snatch quivered with anticipation of more. She caught her breath. How long had it been since she'd played with herself this way?

She rubbed faster on her wet, throbbing cunt. Her pleasure mounted in quick, dizzying spirals, making her cunt gush a flood of thick slippery juice. She slid her middle finger deep into her hole. Her finger moved like a miniature, cock, up and down in a swift fucking motion that brought her hips up off the bed. With another finger in her hole and the rest raking her cunt, her hips began to rock with frenzied motion.

"Mmmm... Greg, I need you. I want you here watching me!"

Her hot clit swelled up fat and stiff as she frigged it harder. Her cunthole gripped her fingers. She panted and moaned. It wasn't like getting balled, but her pussy was still driving her up the wall.

She moved three fingers together, up and down her silky tunnel. She seized her clit between thumb and forefinger and began to twist and tug the slippery stiff nubbin of erotic flesh.

"Aaaahhhh," she moaned, her legs drawing up tightly to her belly. Her orgasm belted her so powerfully, she almost slid off the bed. Her cunt spasms went on and on, rocking her body, blasting her belly with convulsive contractions of her strong muscles. Her cunt creamed all over her fingers.

"Mmmmmm... Mother!" she groaned. "I'm so damn hot. If I don't get a man today, I'll frig my pussy bald!"

She suddenly straightened out on the rumpled sheets. What had she just said to herself? Get a man. As much as she loved to fuck with Greg, if he wasn't available, another hard dick would have to do. But whose?

The bedside telephone jangled in her ear. She picked up the receiver quickly, praying it was Greg calling her. But it was Rod Anderson's deep voice rumbling over the wire.

"If you have no plans for the weekend, Ann, thought you might like to take a trip up to Starshell Beach with me. It's on the coast, up past Santa Barbara."

"What about Madge?" Ann asked. "Is she coming, too?"

"Nope. Doesn't dig the great outdoors. It's sleeping bags in the open back of my pickup truck. Campfires and hotdogs. If you don't mind, Freddie's coming along. He's my boy. Eighteen. Got to be more of a companion to him, since his mother died."

Ann lay with her less spread wide, fingering her pussy. She could almost feel Rod's immense cock pushing into her damp bole. "I'd be delighted to go. And we'll see that Freddie has a good time, too. I can be ready in no time at all. Bye."

She hung up the phone and let out a whoop of joy. Now she was going to get fucked! All night long! And in a sleeping bag out under the stars. She was dressed in a rough shirt and jacket and button-fly man's jeans long before Rod and Freddie came by in their truck.

It was a long, drive up the Coast Highway to Starshell Beach. Ann grew restless. Her pussy itched and burned so much, she could hardly sit still.

Freddie proved to be a handsome, stocky boy, with a bulge in his brief shorts that made Ann's fingers twitch. He was so quiet and shy, he would hardly say a word. But Ann noticed he kept staring at her full titties bouncing under her shirt, and he would reach down and rub his cock when he thought she wasn't looking. Ann began to get horny ideas about the young boy.

The setting sun made a blaze of color on the crashing surf as they sped along the highway. Ann pointed out the window and said to Rod, "Isn't the ocean beautiful?"

He looked out, and Ann's hand pushed down on Freddie's muscular bare thigh as she sat up straight in the seat. Her palm slid up his leg, pushing the edge of his shorts a little higher. Her stomach did a wild flip when she felt her hand brush against the bare head of his cock. It burned like a flaming hot poker on her hand. She glanced quickly at his face and saw him swallow hard and blush. His prick swelled, snaking out of his shorts and expanding under Ann's pressing palm.

Ann's mind raced. She felt guilty about teasing the youngster, but she couldn't make herself take her hand off his leg. She felt Freddie's short, wide cock growing harder and harder. Fucking his father was one thing, but Ann wasn't at all sure Rod would approve of her fooling around with his son. Probably, there wasn't too much communication about sex between the two.

"The sun's rays are awfully hot for so late in the day," Ann murmured to Rod. "This jacket is too much."

She slipped out of it and tossed it over her lap, making sure it covered Freddie's crotch, too. She snuggled close to Rod and rubbed his leg.

"The sleeping bags in the back look like they're both double-size," she said to Rod. "Doesn't Freddie have a girl he could have asked along?"

Rod smiled -- but shook his head. "Bit young yet, Ann. He'll start dating around soon enough. Right, Son?"

Freddie nodded quickly, turning even brighter red. His thick cock jumped under her fingers. It was very wide, like his dad's. And it got very, very wet! Under the cover of her jacket, her fingers slid his tight foreskin back and swirled over his slippery cocktip.

Ann felt her clit burning. She squirmed on the hard truck seat, squeezing the boy's pulsating cock and rubbing her thumbnail over his slick cockhead.

Rod turned off the highway and the truck bounced over a narrow, rutted road leading to the beach. Under the cover of the motion of the truck, Ann pulled Fred's rod completely free of his shorts and gave it a few quick hard strokes. If the springs hadn't been squeaking so loudly, Rod would have heard his son's low groan of agonized delight at being played with so hotly.

The truck jounced to a halt among the rolling dunes of the broad beach. Freddie leaped from the cab and raced up one of the low hills and disappeared over the top, holding his cock.

"Guess he has to pee pretty bad," Rod laughed. "Good thing it's dusk and there are no people close by."

He busied himself building a campfire while Ann spread the bags out on the truck, bed. She was so hot to fuck, she wished the sun would set and that dinner was over.

Rod was pleasant, but he seemed tired. Freddie didn't say a word all evening, but she noticed his face was still red with more than the heat of the fire. He sat facing her while they ate, and Ann could have sworn he deliberately and boldly hiked up his shorts so that his short thick cock hung out.

"Sack time," Rod finally announced.

They climbed into the truck bed and slid, fully clothed, into the downy bags. Ann snuggled close to Rod and eagerly tugged his zipper down. She pulled his heavy cock out and kissed him on the mouth while her fingers jacked him into a slow erection.

She looked over at Freddie staring at the bag moving up and down as she played with his father's stiff cock. "Night, Fred," she smiled. He mumbled something and closed one eye, but she could see his hands were busy pulling on his cock.

After a few minutes, Ann cheerfully lied to Rod.

"He's asleep. Let's strip naked and fuck on the top of the bags... in the moonlight. It's still warm, and there's no one around."

She unzipped their bag all the way down and almost tore the buttons off her slacks in her impatience to mount Rod's hard cock. In another minute, she was biting her lips to keep from moaning too loudly while she squatted over Rod and watched his long tool glistening silver with her moonlit pussy juice while she bounced frantically up and down on him. To her surprise, he came so quickly she had no time to get herself off even once. To her greater surprise, he pulled her down beside him and rolled them both onto their sides, facing Freddie.

"Wake me later, sweet," he mumbled. "Gotta get some shut-eye before we do it again. I'm bushed."

In a few moments he was snoring, and Ann lay wide awake and hot as a fox, bare-ass naked on top of the bag and looking at Freddie staring at her silvery bush of cunthair. He, too, was naked as the day he was born. And his young cock was as stiff as his father's was limp, tucked between Ann's thighs.

She knew she was going to fuck this young kid, come hell or high water -- or sand in her cunt.

Ann rolled partly on top of Rod's sleeping body and spread her legs wide so Freddie could see her rubbing his dad's cock against her wet, open cunt. He scooted around and leaned over, his face just inches from her parted cuntlips. He kept stroking his own hard cock, inching closer and closer between her widespread legs, watching intently as she teased his father's long prick up and down between her cuntlips, spreading them and bending the halfhard cock so she could push it in and out of her pussy hole.

"You like to watch me do that, don't you, Freddie?" she whispered. "When your dad thinks you're old enough, he'll let you have a girl. And then you can rub your cock against her cunt this way, too."

His flushed face was so close to her pussy, his mouth almost touched it. Rod was sound asleep, but his dick was still stiff enough for Ann to tease the boy unmercifully, moving the thick shaft in and out of her cunthole, right under the boy's eyes. She shoved Rod's cock all the way inside her and reached out to brush her hand over the boy's hot chock.

"Would you like to kiss me down there?" she hissed, lifting her pussy toward his open mouth.

Ann knew damn well she was playing with fire. Her clit was screaming with hot tension. She wanted to feel his young mouth on her pussy. She wanted to see his tongue slide out and lick his first hot cunt. She felt like there was an iron band around her chest, constricting her hot breathing.

"Do it, Fred. Lick my pussy. You know you want to." Her nipples burned into her massaging palms as she rubbed her full tits, twin mounds of silver woman-flesh in the bright moonlight.

"I-I'm afraid," he mumbled. "What if my daddy wakes up?"

"He's sound asleep," Ann encouraged him. "Go ahead. Kiss it."

She could feel his warm breath on her exposed clit. Her hand slipped around the back of his neck. Her hips rose even higher.

"Taste it, Fred. It's good! You'll love it. Stick your tongue way out. Yes, yes, yes... that's the way."

A horny surge of current zapped up Ann's spine. She shook like a leaf when she felt his tonguetip graze her clit. Her cunt promptly closed like a vise around the cock inside it. Rod stirred and mumbled, his cock growing fuller and harder.

"Aaaaaahhhh!" Ann sighed. "That's wonderful Fred. You do it just right. Lick it. Lick it harder. Ohhh! Suck on it!"

She couldn't keep her hips still. His mouth drove her frantic. She felt the kid's fingers brush through her hair and press down on her pouting cunt. His tongue was licking frantically up and down, up and down. She was getting fucked with a thick hard cock, while the boy was licking her flaming clit. And he was damn good!

He couldn't be just a beginner. Ann began to wonder if maybe Madge had educated him, but kept mum about it. But she didn't care where he learned how to lick and suck the way he did. Her climax was coming so fast, she bit her lips to keep from screaming her joy.

Rod suddenly coughed in his sleep, making his cock jump inside Ann's creaming pussy. It was top damn much to handle. She slipped over the edge and began to shudder violently. She grabbed the boy's head, holding him tightly to the top of her pussy. She came and came, ever and over and over again!

Freddie broke, free and rolled away, his eyes wide and frightened.

"Wow!" he gasped. "So that's what happens when a woman comes! Gosh, it must hurt somethin' awful, the way you cry and holler."

"Mmmmmmm? What's happening?" Rod muttered.

Quick as a flash, Ann flipped over onto her stomach on him and shoved his cock back in. She motioned for Fred to duck back into his sleeping bag.

"You were fucking me in your sleep, Rod, darling," she whispered. "And it was wonderful. You made me come so hard, I woke you up."

He smiled and stretched sleepily. "Anytime, babe. Anytime. Tuck the covers around us. Guess my cock is awake, but the rest of me..." His voice trailed off. His eyes closed. His breathing became slow and regular.

Ann slipped off the truck and squatted in its shadow. She reached down to hold her tingling cuntlips open and peed a silver puddle on the sand. Then she stood and turned back to climb into the truck.

Freddie was standing right there, naked and holding his jerking cock with both hands. Ann pressed her finger against her lips, cautioning him to be quiet, and pushed him back to lean against the truck. She took his hand and put it between her legs.

"Would you like to do what your daddy did?" she whispered. "Would you like to push your hard cock in my pussy?"

His hand cupped her cunt. His cock jumped in her teasing hand. He swallowed hard and nodded his head. Ann pushed his finger into her soft, warm, wet cunthole.

"Doesn't that feel good? Think how wonderful it would be to fuck me. I really want you to. I'll show you how to do everything. And it will help to make your cock grow as big as your daddy's."

Her mind flashed back to the warm summer night she'd jacked off her brother and he'd taught her how to suck him off. This young boy was already bigger than her brother had been when she'd swallowed her first load of cum. She felt like a naughty little kid again.

"Grab your sleeping bag," she told Freddie. She took his arm and led him away from the truck, climbing up over the top of the sand dune. In the hollow, she spread the bag on the sand and patted it.

"Lie down beside me, Freddie."

He plopped down on the soft bag on his back, his cock sticking up like a small, rigid tent pole. Ann leaned over him and pursed her lips, blowing her warm breath on his shiny wet tip. Her tongue flicked out and circled around his jerking dickhead. He sniffled hotly and spread his legs, arching his back.

"Play with me," he whispered huskily. "Like you did in the truck. Jack me off, please. Please! My cock hurts like crazy!"

Ann swung over him and sat between his, legs. Her hands closed around his dick and squeezed. She could feel his strong heart racing, pumping the blood through his stiffness. She began stroking him ever so slowly, steadily, getting every inch of his madly throbbing dick slippery wet -- just like her pussy. She licked her lips and bent over him.

"I'm going to put my mouth down over you," she told him. "It will be absolutely terrific."

In a moment, Ann glanced sharply at him and blinked in surprise. What was that he had said? It had sounded like "Suck me, Mommy."

The bald truth about Freddie and his mother flashed through Ann's mind like a bolt of lightning. She hunkered down on the soft bag beside the trembling body of the young boy, his twitching cock deep in her mouth. But she didn't move her head. She wanted a few seconds to digest what was so obvious.

This was why Freddie was so quiet and shy -- and lonely. Why he didn't have a girlfriend when most boys his age would be fucking every chick they could get their cocks into. Any woman who married such a well-hung man as Rod must love to fuck and suck as much as Ann did. The way Rod had pooped out tonight made her realize his sex drive must come in fits and spurts. Freddie's mother, crazy-hot to fuck and lying there listening to Rod snoring, must have left their bed and gone in search of satisfaction -- to her boy's room! She must have played with his rapidly growing cock and sucked on him, night after night.

Now she was dead, and all Freddie had was his fist and his father's disapproval of his dating, "so young". But the way he was shaking and heaving up and clenching his fingers in her hair told Ann he may never have had his dick in a cunt. But he sure knew how to fuck a sucking mouth! And his mother must have taught him how to lick her clit. She'd need that to quiet her screaming nerves, to get off so she could manage to get some sleep, lying beside her soft-dicked husband.

As hot as she was, Ann began to feel really sorry for the boy. She determined to give him the blowjob of his life. Better than he ever got from his mom.

After all, she thought, I'm a teacher of sex. And it shouldn't all be done with color slides and blackboard lectures. Here she had a virgin boy to test her ideas on.

She sat up and plumped up the sleeping bag under his head like a big soft pillow. She made him clasp his hands together under his head so she would be free to move around on his prone body.

"Watch, Fred," she whispered. "Just lie there and watch me lick your cock. Concentrate on how good it feels. I'm going to give you the most super suck-job you've ever had in all your life. Better than you ever got from your mother."

She spread his legs and nestled between them. Her fingers gathered up her long blonde hair and quickly twisted it into a knot on the top of her head, so he could see every movement she would make with her mouth. She began licking his thighs, traveling slowly up one shaking leg, flicking softly around his swollen balls, then trailing her moist tongue down his other thigh. His cock grew even more rigid, jerking in the air. His fluid literally poured out of the tiny pee-slit at the tip of his cock.

She moved a bit higher on him. Her tongue began a gentle tapping on the super-sensitive underside of his cock. Inch by inch, from the base of his cock up his thick shaft to the very end of his wildly pulsating dick, she tapped and tapped. He tried to sit up, reaching for her head. Ann caught his hands and held them tightly, driving him wild with persistent, flicking blows of her firm tongue. His juice spread over his belly and trickled down his sides. It flowed between his quivering asscheeks.

She closed her mouth tightly over his swollen cockhead, running her tongue around and around his cocktip. She moved toward his feet, bending his dick down. Ann was astonished at the strength of his cock, straining against the top of her mouths. He heaved and bucked under her, wrestling his hands free of her grip.

He grabbed her head and forced it down, jamming his throbbing cock deep down her throat.

Ann tried to relax her throat muscles and let him slip in as far as he could push his tortured cock. She moved his legs wide apart and slid a finger between his buttcheeks. She pressed against his puckered asshole and began tapping against it, gently, in rhythm with his dick pulsating so strongly in her throat. He raised his knees, tilting his hips. Now Ann knew something else his mother had done with him. She had taught him to love the feel of a slim finger sliding in and out of his tight little asshole!

She bared her teeth and began gently biting his cockshaft, nipping up and down its length. She fingerfucked his clenching asshole. He was right on the verge of coming.

Abruptly she took her mouth away. Her finger stopped moving in his hole. He lay there, straining, shaking hotly. He was trying desperately to come. Ann counted to twenty to herself. Then her tongue slipped out of her wet mouth and began tapping, tapping, all over again. She brought him swiftly up to the very edge of spilling his load, then backed away again.

He began to understand what she was doing. She wasn't really just teasing him, she was building him up to the longest, strongest, wildest ball-busting climax he had ever had.

The finger stimulation of his ass added to the wild sensations of her teeth biting his shaft. She moved her head a bit lower and began sucking his balls. Her finger never stopped moving, probing, teasing his clenched asshole. Now she moved up again and closed her teeth tightly just below the rim of his cock. She bit and nibbled, closing her jaws and moving her head up and down. It didn't seem possible that it could, but his cock grew even harder in her mouth. Suddenly he caught her off guard, and his cock exploded! Huge globs surged up his cum-channel and flooded her sucking mouth. She gulped, but she couldn't take it fast enough. The cum ran down his jerking cock and surged over his aching balls. But his erection stayed firm -- rock-hard!

"Now, Freddie!" Ann gasped hotly. "Now! We are going to fuck! I want that hard thing inside my pussy!"

She slammed her body down on his, her arms going around his neck. Her hips ground her pussy mound against him. She shuddered and bucked, raking her cunt against his steely rod. All thoughts of teaching him the fine techniques of pussyfucking vanished like a puff of smoke. All she could think of was getting his prick inside her cunthole and fucking herself into one mad orgasm after another.

When Fred felt his dick sliding into her cunt, he began rabbit-punching her pussy with quick and frantic thrusts of his strong hips. He came up on his knees and grabbed her legs, stretching her wide open. He stared at his cock whipping in and out. His slow growl of pleasure, made huge waves of goosebumps ripple over Ann's flesh. A quick climax came and went. Another! Another!

If Freddie felt her frantic cunt closing and releasing around his cock, he paid no attention. When she tried to sit up, clutching her heaving boobs, and fell back to lie moaning and writhing under him, he never took his eyes off the sight of his dick pounding in her hole. He was wild! Beyond any control! He pushed her legs up against her chest and rode up higher on her, his balls slapping against her wet flesh.

"Fuck Mommy," he choked, his voice sounding very deep. He grabbed her ankles and spread her achingly wide, peering at his cock whipping her pussyjuice into a white froth that burbled out of her hole. He pushed her legs down flat and grabbed her hands and stretched her arms out flat. He began doing agonizingly slow pushups, only his hands and his reaming cock touching her body.

She stiffened and clamped her cunt solidly around his shaft. She squeezed her pussy muscles when he pulled out and relaxed them when he slid slowly into her. They fucked with a steady pace, on and on. Ann couldn't remember how many times she had come. Her mouth was parched. Her chest heaved. Her head rolled around on the pillow, mindlessly fucking his young cock, whimpering ecstatically. Her body turned cold, then hotly flushed again. She felt she was all cunt -- one huge cunt devouring miles and miles of hard prick!

"Oh no!" she suddenly choked. "What... what are you doing?" He had pulled out and was just sitting between her legs, staring at her tits clenched in her hands.

"You turn over," he growled. "Get up on your hands and knees. I want to put my dick up your ass. Just like I saw my daddy do one night. It must feel great! And my mommy loved it that way. We're gonna fuck just like they did that time."

"Mmmmm... yes, yes, yes, Freddie! Whatever you want. Screw my butt. Fuck it clear off!" Ann cried.

There wasn't anything she could teach this boy. He handled her like a whore-master, seizing her wiggling assmounds and driving his cock into her butthole with long, gut-wrenching strokes. She knew Freddie must have peeked into the bedroom door and watched Rod banging his mother's butt. He knew just how to grip her waist and ride her back and forth on his dick, while he held himself still. Her asshole fluttered around his shaft. Her tits swung in wild arcs, scratching her nipples over the sandy sleeping bag.

"Fuck that ass. Fuck it. Fuck it!" she kept mumbling aver and over. He pushed her flat, pounding her sweaty body down, down into the bag. His teeth bit her neck. He thrust deeply and held tight against her flaming butt, rotating his hips in mad circles, reaming her hole like it had never been reamed before.

Suddenly he rolled off her, pulling his throbbing cock out of her ass. He flipped her over and spread her legs, pulling her to him and lifting her butt up off the bag. He didn't say a word. He slammed his cock into her cunt, stroked twice, and pulled out. Ann bit her lip until it bled when she felt his cockhead rip into her asshole again. Out! Back into her snatch. Out. Smashing into her shithole again. Back and forth. One hard push into her cunt. One long deep thrust into her shit-chute. Over and over and over again.

Ann's eyes were glazed with lust and fatigue. Tears coursed down her hot face. Her hands waved feebly in the air. The kid was fucking her half to death! She gasped for air. All thoughts of climaxing escaped her. Her chest seemed banded with iron. Her ass was on fire. Her pussy muscles went slack. She felt herself slipping into a black void.

Now he was shaking her and saying something to her. "What... huh? What did you say, Freddie?" she mumbled. She realized she was lying, shivering, half on the gritty sand and half on the ripped-up bag.

"I said wake up," Freddie was saying. "I came. I got it off again. You didn't even know it. You kinda acted like you'd fallen asleep, but your cunt grabbed my cock when I came. It hurt like hell, you squeezed so hard!"

Ann sat up, rubbing her face. She felt cold and fucked out. And to think a young kid had been able to fuck her down, that way! She shook her head, trying to clear the cobwebs.

"Help me get up," she said. "We better get back to the truck... somehow."

She stumbled over the sand, the boy's strong arm around her waist. He held Rod's sleeping bag open for her, and zipped her in after she'd eased in beside the sleeping man, with a long, heartfelt sigh. In a twinkling, she was sound asleep.

The sun was high in a cloudless sky when she woke up. She could feel the heat waves radiating from the steel sides of the truck bed. A shadow was moving over her face, then away again. The sun burned into her closed eyelids, then cooled in the momentary shadow, then burned again. She eased slowly back to consciousness, thinking how good it felt to lie naked in the warm sun and get her pussy so sweetly fucked.

Her eyes suddenly snapped open. She was being fucked! It was no lovely, hazy dream. Rod's grinning face was over her, and his immense cock was slushing in and out of her squishy pussy.

Instinctively her hips rose and fell with the motions of his cock pleasuring her sensitive cunt. "Rod, baby," she gasped. "What a perfect way to start the day!"

"No way like this way," Rod said as he smiled down at her. He scooped her into his arms and rolled backwards, so that she ended up sitting on his cock, astride him.

Ann settled her knees into the soft bag and began swinging her hips, fucking his cock into her juicing twat. She rode him slowly, looking down at her cuntlips tucking in and out of his thick cock moved with wonderfully slow, deeply penetrating motions. She was in no hurry to come. She didn't want to come at all. She felt like joyously fucking the whole morning away, right there in the truck in the hot sunlight with the ocean breeze cooling her feverish skin.

She lifted her hand and looked out across the broad expanse of sandy beach. Long swells rose and broke, spending themselves on the flat, glistening stretches of sand. There wasn't a living soul on the beach. Just a few gulls, circling over the waves in slow spirals. She stretched and filled her lungs with the soft ocean air, wiggling her ass down onto Rod's warm thighs.

"You look so beautiful, Ann," she heard Rod say. No -- wait a minute! That wasn't Rod's voice! Her head snapped around and her eyes flew open. Freddie was lying stark naked on his bag, right beside them. His prick was pointed straight at her, almost touching her knee.

Ann felt a rush of blood color her face a bright pink. "What... oh my! I forgot about him, Rod." The memory of the wild fucking she had gotten from the boy grinning at her made her face color even deeper. She sat still on Rod, confused and uncertain.

"Surprise Ann," he grinned. "I decided my boy was old enough to see something like this. Better he should learn how to fuck from his father than from books. Or dumb young kids. I think he finds screwing pretty fascinating. Hasn't said one word until now."

"Ummm... yeah. He is kind of a quiet boy," Ann mumbled in confusion. She looked down at Freddie's stiff dick, twitching just inches from her leg. "Ah... well... just how much do you want him to learn this morning?" she asked.

"Hell, you're the teacher, Ann," Rod smiled. "Whatever's fair."

It was impossible to ignore the pleading in the boy's eyes. He wanted her to at least jack him off while she fucked his daddy. He inched closer to her. The tip of his cock felt like a hot branding iron against her leg. Ann decided to throw caution to the ocean winds. Well, partly. Her hands twitched with eagerness to jack the younger duplicate of the huge cock stuffed up her cunt. Apparently, Rod had never guessed what had happened while he slept the night through. He had no idea she had sucked his boy and gotten him so damn hot he had practically raped her pussy and her asshole. She'd be the last one in the world to tell him, and she was sure Fred would keep his mouth shut about the education he had already received in how a hot bitch fucked young cock. She was also positive Rod had no idea that his wife had taught his son how to suck a pussy, and how to delight in having his young prick licked and his tender asshole played with.

"Would... would you like me to hold your cock, Freddie?" she asked huskily. "Is it okay, Rod, if I jack him off? Just once, maybe."

"Like I said, Ann. He has to learn all about sex sooner or later. A 'classroom in a truck' on a beach beats the hell out of dull books and lectures."

She could feel his cock growing steely hard in her cunt. It was exciting him to share a sexual experience with his boy. His eyes seemed cemented to his youngster's cock, sticking its pink head up out of her clenched fist.

Ann began to move her hips. She shifted so that Freddie could lean over his father's body and see the cock fucking her cunt. She took the boy's hand and guided his fingers to her stiff clit.

"Rub it, Fred. You'll feel it grow and get hot, just like you are. Oooooo... that feels so good. Whew, he sure has the touch, Rod."

"His cock has also grown damn near as big as mine," Rod chuckled.

"Tell me!" Ann fucked faster. Her busy hand pulled and tugged at Freddie's cock, and it turned bright pink and was getting slippery as hell from his juice.

This was the kind of sex instruction Ann loved. Fuck those textbooks. Her clit and her strong pussy and her nimble fingers were better teachers than a thousand pages of dull text!

"This damn truck is going to be full of flying cum in about two seconds," Rod said. His eyes never left his boy's cock, swelling and pushing into Ann's fist. "Unless you do something about it," he added.

Now she knew the stops had been pulled! Rod was as steamed as she was -- almost! She didn't even ask if it was O.K. for her to take Fred's prick in her mouth. When he stood up and moved toward her, she simply opened her mouth and let him ride right in. He leaned back, his hands on his hips, grinning proudly at his fat cock sliding in and out of her sucking, clinging mouth.

No one said a word. Only the soft, sexy slurping suction of the hard cock fucking her cunt and the slushy sounds of Ann sucking on the young prick gliding in and out of her mouth broke the silence of the broad beach.

She pushed Freddie away, gulping for air. Her vision was blurred from the furnace heat of her lust for the two cocks that were driving her to orgasm. Her trembling hands returned to jack the boy and drag his wet cockhead across her ups. Rod fucked her faster and harder. She moaned and let Freddie ram his cock clear down her throat. But he wouldn't come. The two cocks swooped into her in unison. She had a man in her cunt and a stiff kid in her mouth, pouring it to her with wild, snapping motions of their hips.

Ann knew now she was in the hands of two real cocksmen -- a father-and-son team she had never once dreamed of fucking. Two hard pricks to take, all day long -- TWO! Her head spun dizzily.

Rod spread her cunt with his skillful fingers. The base of his cock ground harshly against Ann's clit. The blood pounded in her ears with a hollow, roaring sound. Her hips churned against his cuntspreading dickhead. Her nails dug into his flesh, raking red tracks over his belly. A probing finger found her tight asshole and pushed far up inside it. He kept fucking her cunt with wilder strokes. Freddie shuffled closer to her, riding his cock into her mouth.

It all happened in a split second! Ann felt her orgasm sweeping over her. Her jaws clamped tight shut on the boy's cock. Her aunt closed down on the monster tool reaming her frantic snatch. Rod's cock swelled and burst a huge load of burning cum into her steaming fuckhole.

When he saw his father's body jerking, Freddie grunted and seized Ann's head. His cum shot down her throat, one huge surge after another. He fell back, grabbing for his pecker, in pain from the suddenness of his explosion. Ann tumbled off of Rod and lay gasping on the steel floor of the truck. Rod's cum dribbled out of her quivering hole.

"Wheeeee!" Rod whistled.

"Amen," Ann echoed.

They felt the truck lurch when Freddie jumped down and headed for the cool surf.

"Think you can make it to the ocean, teach?" Rod teased her. "A nice splash in the surf is what we all need, right about now."

"Let's walk slowly," Ann smiled. "I think I've aged twenty years since I woke up with your hard cock shoved up my cunt. A weekend with you two girl-destroyers will move right along to retirement age. And I'm too young to feel so achy."

"Maybe it was the cold night air, last night," Rod said. "But I sure slept great. Feel as young as Fred."

"Then you jack him off next time?" Ann teased. "I'm for a swim and some food and the comforts of the big city. And my king-sized bed under my bruised ass."

But when the cool salt water splashed over her hot body, Ann let out a whoop and began racing up the beach like a teenager. Rod chased after her, his long cock flopping in the air. They played touch-tag in the surf, yelling and falling and getting up to chase each other until they fell, breathless, onto the sand. Fred collapsed beside them. His hand crept to his stiff wet cock as he eyed Ann's pussy.

"A hungry woman doesn't fuck as eagerly as one who's been fed at least a hamburger," Rod said as he grinned at his horny son. "Stop jacking that thing and get dressed. You can mess around in the truck cab on the way home. That is, if Ann isn't too tired."

"Try me," she teased. "But after you feed me."

They tried her -- all the way down the coast. Freddie ate her pussy for forty miles, crouched on the floor between her spread legs. Rod drove carefully, flicking glances at the road and staring down at Ann licking his tender cock. He didn't say a word when his boy pushed Ann flat on the seat and crawled upon her. She wrapped her strong legs around him and gave him as good as she got. They were still fucking when the truck lurched into the driveway at her apartment.

Ann was so danm cockwhipped, she had to be helped back into her slacks and half-carried up the stairs. She waved a feeble good bye to her beach fuckers and promptly fell sound asleep. She woke up once or twice to find her fingers buried inside her pussy hole, but she drifted off again. Her room was dark when she finally roused and stumbled to the bathroom.

She turned only the cold water on, and stood puffing and snorting under the stinging spray. It was murder, but she felt her head clearing and her whole body coming alive again. Her shoulders were pink from the sun beating down on her while she was, astride Rod.

She douched for a long, long time, reveling in the feel of her pussy rippling around the hard rubber tube. It was good to be alive and young and to be getting so much terrific cock! She dried herself and slipped into her short terrycloth robe. She realized she was rubbing her cunt mound against the hard edge of the basin as she combed her hair in front of the small mirror. Even after all the pounding her cunt had taken at the beach and on the way home, she was hot and ready to fuck again. On impulse, she found her vibrator and slid it up her slick pussy, walking around her apartment with it tucked neatly inside.

"This is really silly," she said to herself. "I need a man again. I'm always needing a man!" She reached down to frig her cunt with the dildo. It felt good, but in no way was it like the real thing. Her thoughts simply would not win to getting her lecture notes ready for tomorrow's class. When her doorbell chimed, she shuffled down the hall to open the door, leaving the vibe snugged inside her snatch.

She swung the door open and stepped back, staring round-eyed at the tall muscular figure who seemed to fill the while doorway.

He grinned and held out two hands the size of Virginia hams. "Surprise, Sis!"

Ann flew into his arms, hugging him with all her strength. "Ray! I don't believe it. I've been thinking about you so often."

Her brother laughed and patted her firm butt. His little love smacks jolted the vibrator out of her slick cunt. It bounced on his foot and rolled across the carpet. He picked it up and licked the slippery tip.

"You haven't changed one bit, Sis. You were a horny girl when I banged your ass in the shower, and now you're a horny big girl." He scooped her up and carried her into the living room. "I'm not even going to ask why you're prancing around here, half-naked, with something like that up your pussy. You must really need what brought you. Sorry it isn't gift wrapped."

Ann could feel her face grow flaming hot. She snuggled beside him on the sofa. Her hand rubbed he huge bulge in his pants.

"Now, Ray," she smiled, "I didn't know any better when I was a kid. But you know what people all it when brothers and sisters get it on. Incest is a naughty word."

"Fuck people!" he laughed. "So who's going to tell? You? Me? If you're not hot to fuck me, take our hand off my dick."

"Oh, goodness," Ann laughed. "I didn't know was holding it."

He grinned and hugged her tighter to him. "Bullshit!" he laughed. His huge hand brushed her robe open and his warm fingers cupped her full tit. Her nipple popped up instantly under the touch of his rubbing thumb. "Mmmm. How those tiny bumps you used to play with in your room have grown."

"You peeked," Ann giggled. "Speaking of growing..." she murmured, pulling his zipper down. Her trembling fingers slid inside his fly and closed around his immense cock. She lifted it out and stared at the husky shaft in her hand. "Oh, God!" she said. "It's seven times bigger than it was the day you taught me how to suck you off."

"And I have never forgotten that day, Ann," Ray said. "It is a pity I let so much time slip by, before I looked you up."

She wrapped both her hands around his joint and shivered with anticipation. His cock began to juice almost as heavily as Ann's pussy. His mouth closed over a nipple and began to suck and suck on it.

"This isn't right, Ray. We're not kids any more."

"Stop me any time," he mumbled into her tit, "If you can!"

He slid down to his knees and pressed her legs wide apart. In spite of herself, she moved forward, lifting her knees and showing him all her gold triangle of pussy hair and her pink clit, swelling fuller and fuller.

"What a beautiful cunt you have, Ann," Ray said, bending down to bury his face between her legs. He breathed in the heady scent of her hot pussy, lifting her up and rubbing his mouth over her parting cuntlips. His tongue lapped hungrily. She shuddered under his mouth, giving up all sisterly pretense of not wanting her brother to eat her -- and fuck her.

As clearly as thought it had happened only yesterday, she could see herself lying on her bed in her school clothes. She had flipped her skirt up over her skinny hips and tugged her cotton panties aside. In her little doll-house mirror, she could see her fingers rubbing up and down on her thin-lipped pussy. It had felt so good! She had slipped her panties down her legs and thrown them to the floor. Her fingers tugged her tight cuntlips open and she peered at the reflection of her snug little hole in the mirror. One finger pushed inside. She caught her breath and began to pant, just like she was now, with Ray's tongue driving her mad, probing deeper and deeper into her cunt.

She had tried to push her finger up inside her, but it had hurt too much. She had pulled it out and popped it into her mouth, sucking on it and tasting its salty slickness.

"If you want something to suck on, Ann, try this," her brother's voice had intruded.

She remembered lying there, frozen stiff with shame and embarrassment at her brother having caught her playing with herself. She had stared at his dick sticking out of the fly of his shorts. The head was all red and wet and drippy. He'd put his hand behind her head and pulled her over to the edge of the bed.

His cock had rubbed against her tightly compressed lips.

"Lick it," he had ordered her. "I'm older than you, and you have to do what I say. Or else I'll tell Mom you play with your cunt."

She'd almost fainted when she'd felt his fingers slide down her little twat. But she remembered that her legs had opened instead of closing, and how super good his finger had felt when it was pressed against the tight virgin hole that had suddenly gotten so slippery.

She had opened her mouth to tell him he shouldn't play with her that way, but the second her lips parted, he had pushed his fat dick into her mouth. It had tasted funny, but it was so exciting and so hot and jumpy. She'd started to lick and suck on it like it was the best lollipop in the whole world. When he came, much too soon for her, she'd choked and spluttered, but managed to swallow almost all his cum.

Ann groaned out loud and reached down to spread her cuntlips wider for him. Her fingers squeezed her clit up so his teeth could nibble on its mature fullness.

"Mmmmmmmmm," she moaned. "That feels so good. So damn good. Eat me, Ray. Eat my little pussy."

"Lick my bare thing!" she whimpered.

Christ! She was flipping completely out! Her hands fumbled around on the sofa, trying to find the little mirror that she had held between her skinny legs to see how his tongue opened her tight little snatch and pushed inside.

"I wanna suck your thing," she mumbled. "If you won't tell Mom you caught me fingering myself, I'll suck you off again. Please, Ray. Let me do it again."

Ray felt the hair bristle on the back of his neck. His mind, too, was racing back to that afternoon in her room with its dolls and teddy bears scattered on the bed. He raised his head, staring at her flushed face.

"Hey! Hey, Sis! Snap out of it. This is too spooky for me. You're not a little virgin teenager any more. Get with it!"

Ann blinked and shook her head. The years slipped by in her mind. She felt herself fingerfucking her hole.

"Oh, God. For a minute, there, I thought I was feeling a tongue in my hole for the first time. Remember how you ate me, after I licked your fat little dick?"

"Who could forget?" he smiled. "Now you're not quite as tight in there. But you sure are twice as cock-hungry!"

He stood up and stripped naked. Ann stared, fascinated, at his long cock swinging in front of her face.

"Now you're gonna get fucked, Sis," he growled. He pulled her to her feet and swept her into his strong arms. "Where's the bed? We need room to ramble."

The moment she hit the bed, she rolled onto her side and scooted over to the edge of the mattress. "No!" she said sharply. "Don't put it in yet. Stand there. I want to suck your cock with you standing like you did that day."

He grinned and lifted his heavy cock to her lips. "What the hell games you want to play kid! So we'll play. Suck my dick, Sis. But this time, open your mouth one helluva lot wider."

Her tongue flicked out to swirl around on his satiny flesh and trail deliciously down the thick shaft to the base of his fuck-tool. Her fingers closed firmly around his cock, pumping it, bringing up his juice that she lapped up hungrily. He inched forward, pressing in. He fucked her in her mouth, her lips stretched tightly around his immense prick.

Ann backed off, her thumb pressing hard on the center of his shaft, teasing his flowing juice up the long hard channel. She rubbed his slick cockhead all over her face, licking him frantically and working her hips against her two fingers frigging her hot cunt.

He grunted with surprise when her finger trailed down the crack of his ass and pushed hard against his asshole. His hips moved steadily, pushing his long cock in and out of her wildly sucking mouth.

"Enough," he muttered. "Holy Mother! Have you learned how to suck a dick! And a few other things."

He grabbed for her legs, spreading her wide open. "I want to eat that snatch again. And this time, no flipping out. Hear me? I'm gonna suck on a grown woman until she screams and wails for me to stop."

"Never!" Ann gasped. "I'll never holler quit. Eat my pussy, Ray. Lick me. Push that fat tongue all the way in. I'm so fucking hot I feel like I'm going to pee all over my bed!"

Her hips shook when his tongue ripped into her. She grabbed for her swollen cuntlips and tore them wide apart. Her finger slid into her hole beside his strong tongue. She whimpered with joy and fingerfucked her cunt frantically while he probed and licked and sucked. She thrashed around so hard, he could hardly keep her squirming ass on the bed.

"I'm gonna come!" Ann screamed. "Gotta come! Can't hold off. My stomach's cramping. I'm going to pee! I know I am!"

Ray backed off a bit, holding her cunt open with his shaking fingers, watching her spout a golden stream into the air. The moment it stopped, he lunged forward and sank his enormous cock to the very bottom of her drenched cunt.

"Oh, Jesus! What a hot pussy you have!" Ray groaned as her legs rose and her ankles locked over his back. He settled into a steady fucking rhythm, making the bed rock and creak as he drove into her. Ann closed her eyes, concentrating on the wonderful sensations spreading like waves of fire through her whole body.

Her tongue flicked over his open lips and darted inside his mouth. She began sucking his tongue in rhythm with his iron-hard tool pounding into her creaming snatch.

Her back ached. She broke away from his mouth, gasping for air. "Ray! Fuck me. Fuck me!" He ripped deep to the very bottom of her hole. His nails raked her back, but she didn't feel them at all.

Her eyes fluttered open and shut. The room seemed to tilt and spin crazily. His breath rasped in her ears. Her legs unlocked and stiffened, straight up in the air. They made a wide V, cradling his plunging hips. Her hands reached down to try to grip his slippery cock. She tugged it out and pressed it down hard between her open cuntlips, rubbing the underside of his tool against her hard clit. Her feet hit the mattress, thrusting her hips into the air. She rammed his rigid cock up her ass and let out an eerie wail of pain and pleasure.

"Like it that way, too, huh?" Ray grunted, slamming deep into her bowels. He grabbed her leg and flipped her over, dragging her body up onto her hands and knees. He plowed into her flaming butt so hard her teeth rattled, but slit kept pushing back around his cock, never easing the frantic swinging of her hips. She felt his cock growing even stiffer.

"Ram it back in my pussy. Come in my cunt, Ray, honey. Give it all to me. Every fucking inch!" Her clenched fists beat on the bed. "Come!" she screamed. "I want to feel my brother's hot jism squirting in my cunt!"

He jerked his cock out and flipped her over onto her back. Her hands frantically shoved his cock back into her cunt.

His hands slid up her hot body to cover her bouncing tits. She grabbed for his cock, jacking him wildly while her cunt spasmed around his steel prick.

"There it goes!" he groaned. His face turned red. He seized her tightly around her waist, shaking and erupting load after load of steaming white-hot cum. His heavy body fell on her like a stone wall, mashing her tits against his heaving chest. Abruptly he rolled off her and jerked her head down over his red cocktip, making her suck on it while he kept pumping and pumping his spurting cumn into her mouth.

Her legs snapped apart. Her fingers found her wet cunt. She rammed her thumb into her hole, fingerfucking herself and crying hot tears of pleasure as she came.

Ever so slowly, his erection dwindled in her sucking mouth. He lay on his side and pulled her body close to him. He kissed her so tenderly, Ann began to cry like a little girl-child.

"Ray, Ray, that was wonderful," she sobbed. "You made me come so hard my pussy won't stop cramping. Promise me you won't stay away so long again."

"I promise. But I still say this isn't tight, Ann, baby. You must have a boyfriend, a lover. Where the fuck is he, the dumb jerk? Why isn't he in this bed with you?"

She cuddled close to him and told him about Greg and how she had practically attacked her principal in his office. She explained how busy he was and how hard it was for him to find the time to see her.

"Bullcrap!" Ray snorted. "You better go after that guy and remind him of what he's missing. It doesn't pay to just fuck around town, Ann. Sooner or later you'll pick up a bummer and get rapped on your skull. Or worse!"

He sat up, looking at his drooping cock. "Gotta hit the road, Sis. Remember what I told you, damnmit. If it's Greg you want, go after him. And that's an order!"

Long after Ray had left, Ann lay on the sweat soaked sheets, idly teasing her fingertips over her clit, thinking and thinking about Greg. She fell asleep with a plan half-formed in her mind. This was the week that handsome school supplies salesman was due to call at Grover High. Maybe she could make Greg jealous if she could figure out a way to have him catch her fooling around with the salesman. The stockroom was next to his office, she recalled. She drifted off to sleep, a wicked smile curving her pretty lips. Greg was due to get shook up, for real!

In the morning, after she had showered and douched, she chose her tightest sweater and her shortest skirt. Her nipples were already crinkled with excitement. They were shoving out impatiently through the loose weave of the tool covering her pert mounds. She bent over in front of her mirror. The back hem of her skirt covered the fringe of her pussy hair -- barely!

"That'll get him," she said as she grinned at her reflection. Her nipples grew even harder. "That is a bit much," she decided, slipping her arms into a short jacket. "Billy Jackson will jump me. Right on my desk. Well, fuck it! I'm so damn hot already, I bet I tease his cock right out of his pants. He'll whack off right in the middle of my lecture."

Her guess wasn't too far off. All through class, his eyes never left her swaying tits as she walked up and down the aisles of her classroom. When the bell sounded he was the last one to shuffle toward the door. His crotch was soaking wet. He glared at her and jerked the door open, turning to look at the blonde giant nodding a thank you and striding briskly over to Ann's desk.

He put his sample case down and thrust out his hand. He was, all smiles and brisk business. Ann smiled back at him, very sweetly. She held his hand just a little too long, and then stood very close to him while he spread his catalogue sheets and fumbled in his case for his order pad. She perched on her desk, pretending to study his literature very intently, but she was really looking past her hands at his crotch. She smiled when she saw his cock twitch and heard him sniffing hungrily as the hot scent of her damp pussy drifted up to his nostrils.

She let her legs slide over the edge of the desk. Her skirt slid higher and higher. Her gold pussyhair showed below her hem. He cleared his throat twice. No words came out. He dropped his pen and took a long, long time finding it. When he stood up, he was between her parted legs. Ann smiled sexily at him and leaned back, brushing her jacket open.

"Just had a sudden thought, Miss Carter," he managed to croak. "Maybe we should go check the stockroom shelves. Just so you don't over-order any of the items. School budgets, you know."

Ann smiled. "How nice of you to be so thoughtful, Warren. Why don't you follow me?"

He limped down the hall behind her, trying to smooth his erection down. She decided to make this pretty quick. If Greg left his office for the day before she got her plan in high gear, all she'd get would be another load of cum dribbling down her thighs.

She climbed up a short ladder, turned round, and sat on top, facing the salesman. She spread her legs shamelessly. "What should we suck first, Warren?" she asked sweetly. "Oh, excuse me. I meant what should we check first?"

He grinned hotly and put his hands on her bare knees. "I think you really meant what you said first, Miss Carter. You know damn well you have the sweetest smelling pussy in the whole world." His hands slid up her smooth thighs.

"Why, Warren," Ann whispered softly. "Do you mean you'd like to suck my cunt?"

"Oh, God, yes!"

Ann leaned back against the shelving and eased her hips forward. "Well, I'm just a very weak woman. I couldn't stop you."

He crashed against the ladder and buried his face between her legs. Ann sighed sexily and rotated her hips. She gave a tiny gasp when his tongue burrowed into her cunt, licking hungrily and searching for her clit.

Wow! He had to be the best damn pussy-licker she'd ever had go down on her! The tip of his tongue swirling around on her hard clitty made her body jerk so hard, she would have tumbled off the ladder if his hands had not held her shaking ass so tightly.

"Wheeeeee! Can you ever suck a cunt!"

He brought her off so quickly her head swam, but her hands clamped his head against her crotch and she started going for her second climax. It ripped through her so hard the ladder swayed like mad! She felt it tipping over. She screamed in ecstasy and alarm. He caught her and took two quick steps toward a dusty old counter. He pushed her down and shoved her skirt higher, burrowing his face into her steaming cunt. He kept sucking and sucking, his tongue raking in and out of her soaking cunthole, swallowing all the juice her hot cunt could pour into his mouth.

The hallway door suddenly swung open as Greg came running into the stockroom. He skidded to a halt, staring at Ann's legs waving in the air as Warren ate her out.

"What the hell are you doing to my girl?!" he yelled angrily.

Ann's heart skipped two beats. He did love her! The door crashed open again as Jody came running into the room. "What's happening?" she yelped. "I heard a woman scream." She stared stupidly at Ann lying on the counter with her skirt up over her stomach and her wet cunt spread open lewdly. "Oh," she sniffed. "It's you. Might have known." Then she blinked at Warren's white face. "Oh!" she cried, turning red with anger. "How could you, Warren? You told me you loved only me when you were fucking me on that very counter!"

Warren stuttered and stammered. He couldn't decide whether to run like hell or try to explain to the principal. He stood, frozen, staring at Jody tugging at his fly. She jerked his hard cock out and began pounding on it unmercifully.

"You were going to screw her with this, weren't you?" she wept. "With my beautiful long cock. It's mine... MINE!" She fell down on her knees, pushing him and pulling him around his waist, making his cock drive in and out of her mouth.

Greg blew up. "What the living hell is going on in my stockroom?" he demanded. "Jody, for Christ's sake, stop sucking that cock!"

"Let the girl have her fun," they all heard a woman's voice saying quietly. "And let this boy get his rocks off. He was almost ready to blow when Ann started coming and yelling."

Greg leaped upon the counter and stared down the narrow aisle. "Goddamn it! This is no stock room. It's a fuck center! Madge, get the hell up off that kid. I... I can't believe all this!"

He grabbed Ann's hand and jerked her off the counter as though her hand was red hot. "We're getting out of here," he snarled. "Let this crazy bunch fuck themselves silly they want to. Get into my office!"

They paused at the door to look back and see Jody pushing Warren down on the counter and climbing hotly onto him. She sank his dick into her cunt and seized his shoulders, crying and fucking his stiff cock at the same time. Madge began to pant as some stud school kid reamed her hot pussy. Greg shook his head and angrily whacked Ann on her butt, scooting her down the hall to his office. "Crazy hot cunts," he muttered.

He slammed the door behind him and stood glaring at Ann. "I don't want to heart any explanation. Strip! You are going to get fucked right here and right now!"

Ann kept her mouth shut. But some stubborn streak in her made her just stand and stare into his blazing eyes. She had to know if he was just upset or angry or turned-on by seeing the wild fucking orgy in the stock room.

She couldn't keep the words from spilling out, "If you'd only call me and come around once in a while, maybe I wouldn't be so hot and wanting to come so badly, I'd let some salesman suck my pussy."

"So that's it, huh?" he grated. "Let's see this poor little lonely pussy of yours." His hand shot out and ripped her skirt off. "And these soft, lonely boobs you probably let him play with." Her sweater flew up over her head. He slammed her naked body down on the leather couch next to his desk. "Open those legs, you horny female. Get ready for the fucking of your life!"

Ann's heart pounded in her ears. She knew she was in far one long and very rough session. And she wanted it! God, how she wanted it! She could feel her pussyjuice flooding down her legs. Her nipples stiffened so hard, she expected them to snap off the moment his hands touched her heaving tits. She felt her cunt-muscles fluttering and her asshole begin to burn like fire.

"Whooof!" she gasped when his hard cock slammed into her cunt. He hadn't even stopped to get out of his slacks. She felt his zipper catching her cunt hair and pulling strands out of her tingling twat mound. He fucked her brutally, making the old couch creak and skid around on the floor. Her pussy felt like it was aflame! His zipper teeth kept pulling her hair out. He grabbed her hands and held them up and back, high over her head. She gave a gasping squeak of surprise and pain when he began chewing on a hard nipple and sucking it strongly into his mouth.

He came up to his knees, tugging her onto his lap. His red cock never missed a stroke in her hot cunt. He bent over and sucked and pulled her nipple so far out, Ann bit her lips to keep from crying out. He sat up straighter, glaring down at her tearful face, ramming his cock harder and harder into her cringing pussy. The couch skittered crazily around on the floor. The phone began ringing. Someone pounded on the outer office door. Greg paid no attention. He bared his teeth and fucked into her, his balls banging against her soaking wet asscheeks.

"You... you're going to k-k-kill me with that thing," Ann panted. "I've come twice already. You didn't even notice."

"Shut up and fuck, dammit! I'll teach you to mess around, letting some cunt-freak suck on my girl's pussy."

"Oh... oh... oh... G-G-Greg, you do love me, don't you?"

Her boobies bounced up and down so hard, they hurt like hell. She tried to hold them, but he pushed her hands away. His cockhead kept slamming the very bottom of her cunt. His fingers sank into her asscheeks, spreading them and raking over her asshole. She felt his rod growing hotter than ever.

"Ummmmmmm," she crooned. "Come in me. Shoot! Shoot in my hole. Cream my cunt good. I deserve it. I've been a bad girl. Fuck, fuck, fuck me!"

She felt his muscles tensing. Her pussy gripped his raking cock. It pulled his raging load up through his cum-channel. Her pussy began squishing as he kept on fucking, oozing his cum out of her hole and down into the crack of her ass.

"Goddamn it," he muttered, looking down at his soaked crotch. "Ruined a perfectly good pair of fucking pants. I mean, I ruined a pair of pants. Fucking good." He grinned suddenly. His anger had vanished.

He struggled to his feet and strode over to lock his office door. "Don't get up," he called over his shoulder. "We're stuck here until the school clears out. Only pair of pants I have around here."

"I don't have any at all," Ann giggled. She was so ecstatically happy she wanted to dance naked down the halls. "And... and you ripped my skin to shreds."

He came back and stood looking down at her cum-drenched pussy. The end of his long cock dangled over her mouth. She grinned and stuck her tongue out at it.

"Aren't you going to punish me some more?" she teased. He cocked his head, listening to the old counter in the stock room protesting the motion of lady's fucking body. His dick began to swell again.

"Horny fucking sound," he said. He spread his legs, making his cocktip dangle just a fraction of an inch from her parted lips. "Lick it, honey. You really should chew on it and bite it and punish me for forgetting what is really important in life. I ouch! Easy. That thing is tender as hell."

Ann's busy fingers stroked his balls and slid around his muscular butt to tug him closer to her. She twisted and turned on the couch and got hotter every second she sucked on the swollen red head of his cock. Her tongue licked madly up and down. He sank down over her and in a moment they were locked in a sixty-nine, licking and sucking like eager young kids thrilling to their first sexual experience.

Ann squealed with delight when his probing tongue burrowed into her pink tunnel. Her hips began undulate. She pulled her knees up and tilted her hips, urging him to lick her asshole. She felt his fingers spreading her asscheeks.

"Ahh," she sighed. "Oooooh, yes. Push your tongue in me. Fuck my asshole with that wonderful long tongue. Ummmmmm... that feels so good I could cry!"

His hips began to move. He fucked his rigid cock deep into her throat. He groaned as the exquisite pain of her teeth clamping down around his cockhead shot through him. She pulled and bit and chewed and sucked, making a little moaning noises.

"Greg," she whispered hotly, "You know what. I want. You've set my ass on fire with your tongue. I want you to put your cock up in there, please. Oh, please!"

She reached up and slid her middle finger straight into his ass. "That's what I want to feel. I want your cock tormenting my butthole. Just like this." She worked her finger in and out and felt his tongue going mad, thrusting into her ass.

He groaned and rolled off her. She scrambled up to her knees and bent over, her full assmounds round and trembling. A burst of searing pain whipped up her spine. His wide cockhead was sliding into her brown hole, fucking in and out with quick, short strokes.

She whimpered and clung to the edge of the old couch. "Don't tease me. Shove it all the way in. Hurt me! Fuck my ass good, Greg, honey. Mmmmm yes, yes, yes, yes! God! That stings and burns so fucking good!"

He impatiently wiped the sweat off his face with shaking hands, then spread her cheeks and leaned back to watch his long cock slide in and out. His fingers searched for and found her erect clit. He rolled it around and zipped electric shocks through her twisting body.

"Too tight. Too damn tight," he said. "Don't want to come again so fucking soon." He eased out and pushed her down on her back on the couch. His cock slid into her soaked pussy. Her long, drawn out sigh made his prick swell full and begin to burn like his asshole had burned when she dry-buttfucked him with her long, slim finger.

"That damn thing is going to go off again," he groaned. "There's no stopping it. I was just punishing my bad girl's asshole and her bad, hungry pussy. Oh, shit! Here it comes! Oooowwww!"

Ann felt his liquid fire searing her tender cunt. She doubled up under him, coming and coming with every spurt of his flooding jism. She clapped her hands over her open mouth to keep from screaming her joy so loudly, the whole damn school would know what was happening in the principal's office.

Greg collapsed on her. Her pussy clenched and milked his sore cock, draining his long dick of every drop of cum. She sighed happily, stretching under his sweat-soaked body like a jungle cat. Her hands brought his mouth to hers. She kissed him, long and hard. Her tongue flicked over his parched lips.

"Listen," she whispered in his ear. "Jody is still going strong. Hear that poor old counter complaining?"

"My cock doesn't want me to listen," Greg chuckled.

"Yes it does," Ann teased. "It really does, Greg. I can feel you growing hard again. You wouldn't let a salesman out fuck the head man around Grover High, would you?"

He grinned and twitched his stiffening cock in her pussy. "Not unless you're willing to let a skinny twit of a secretary out screw the best teacher on the staff."

"No way!" Ann laughed, hugging him close to her. "Absolutely no way!"

The tired old couch springs began to squeak again.

THE END

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