Nick Eastwood: Virgin lessons

She meant it. Her pussy was so hot and horny, it ached. She had to come or go crazy with frustration. She stood there, hands on hips, glaring at her red-faced teacher. Stone stared at her, then gave a big sigh.

"All right," he said, "but you have to promise never to tell anybody that we did this." "I promise," Shari said, dropping her jeans. She kicked the jeans away and wriggled out of her little bikini panties. Stone stared at her tiny cute bush. Lust flamed in his eyes, but of course he wasn't about to admit he was turned on. That was something Shari would have to work on, getting him to admit his real feelings. But not now, not today. All she wanted now was to get off. As Stone pulled her into his lap, she went willingly. She was sitting on his cock, and that made her even more insanely aroused. He reached around her and found the moist throbbing nub of her clit. He slid his index finger onto the sensitive bud and began rubbing it.

"Oooooo, shit, yeah!" Shari squealed.

"Shari, don't swear!" Stone lectured.

She couldn't help giggling. It was a pretty funny time for him to correct her language. But she soon stopped giggling and started panting and moaning. Mr. Stone knew just how to rub her clit, giving her a steady hot buzz of pleasure.

"Wow, honey, where'd you learn to do this?" she gurgled.

"Well, I have had a few women," he said primly.

It must have been more than a few, Shari thought. The guy really knew how to get her off. He pistoned his finger stiffly over her clit, and she creamed furiously and helplessly, soaking his whole hand. Hot pleasure built in her pussy till she was shaking with it.

"Unnnnhhhh, yeah, that's great, honey!" she moaned. "Please keep doing it, don't stop!"

He rubbed her clit faster, harder, and she leaned back against him and closed her eyes. She didn't care about anything just then except coming. She felt like she'd go crazy if she didn't get off. Molten cream gushed from her virgin pussy and soaked her inner thighs.

"Unnnnhhhh, yeah, I'm almost there!" she moaned.

But just as she was on the verge of coming, Stone changed his technique. His finger slid away from her clit and searched lower, till he found the tiny virgin opening of her cunt. He started sliding his finger into her hot and creamy pussy hole.

"Ooooooh, shit! Ooooooh!" Shari squealed.

This time he didn't scold her for swearing. His loud hard breathing told her how excited he was as he eased his stiff finger deep into her steaming pussy. She loved that hard presence in her cunt. She wondered if fucking was anything like this.

"Oh, yeah, I love that!" she moaned.

But Mr. Stone gave a shocked gasp. "Shari!" he exclaimed. "You're a virgin! Why didn't you tell me?"

"Never mind that," she moaned, "just get me off! Please, please, Mr.

Stone, I just have to come!"

He hesitated a second, then started pumping his stiff finger up and down in her fiery hot little cunt. Shari closed her eyes tight and enjoyed this brand-new pleasure. She adored having her horny little cunt reamed. She felt herself flying towards orgasm.

"Unnnnhhhh, yesssss!" she hissed. "I'm gonna come! Don't stop!"

He didn't stop. He pistoned his forger faster and faster in her sizzling pussy hole, and again the hot pleasure built till she couldn't contain it. She felt a massive explosion in the depths of her twat, and then she was howling in ecstasy as a violent orgasm ripped through her body.

"Unnnnhhhh, yessss, you did it to meeeee!" she wailed. "I'm coming, whaaahhhhhhh!"

She felt herself soaking Stone's deeply buried finger with blast after blast of molten come cream. The delicious climax went on for almost a minute. But the moment she finished coming, Stone slid her off his lap and stood up, pulling up his pants.

"All right, young lady," he said sternly, "you got what you wanted, but it isn't going to happen again. And if you tell anybody what we did, I'll deny it. Now get dressed and get your ass out of here."

"Yes, teacher," Shari purred. "Thanks for the private lesson."

Shari wasn't upset about Mr. Stone's harsh words. She knew he really didn't mean them. Sure, he was concerned about his reputation, but he was also hot for Shari, and she was sure she could get to him again.

Next time she wanted to be better prepared. She wanted to learn more ways to turn on her teacher. And there was only one person she knew who could show her how to make outgood old Mike.

It was kind of unfair to Mike, but Shari was desperate. She had to prove to Mr. Stone that she wasn't a little kid, that she could make love like a grown woman. Maybe then he'd start to take her seriously.

So when Mike asked her out for Friday night, she accepted eagerly.

They went to a school dance. As on all their dates, Mike kept trying to feel her up and kiss her, and Shari pretended to resist. But she had a big surprise for him later.

"It's early yet," Mike said as they left the dance. "You wanta go for a ride?"

"Okay," Shari said, "but you have to promise to behave."

"Oh, sure, of course," Mike said.

He was lying, and she knew it. He drove out to the lake and parked in the same spot as last week. He was probably hoping for a repeat performance. Soon he'd slipped his arm around Shari's shoulders and was leaning down for a kiss.

"Mike," she said, "you promised to behave."

"Aw, come on, baby," Mike sighed, "a kiss won't hurt anything. You let me kiss you last week."

Shari enjoyed stringing him along. She put on a stubborn look and turned her face away. Mike's hand started creeping lower, till he was touching her right tit. He gave it a squeeze, and Shari let out a squeal.

"Mike, stop that!" she cried.

Mike groaned. Shari glanced down at his fly and wasn't surprised to see a big bulge there. Poor Mike, he never gave up hoping and trying. She was starting to feel really sorry for him, and she decided to quit acting.

"Come on, Shari! Just one kiss!" he begged.

"Oh, all right," she said.

Mike sure was a good kisser. Shari felt hot juice leaking from her cunt as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. In seconds her pussy was on fire. She leaned back and let him kiss her as long as he wanted.

She knew that if she'd felt about Mike the way she did about Mr. Stone, she'd go all the way with him. But Mike was just a friend to her, and Stone was the guy she had a crush on. Still, she really got off on kissing Mike. She wriggled her tongue against his and felt him shiver with lust.

Still probing her mouth with his hot tongue, he slipped his hands up under her shirt and cupped her small firm tits. As he squeezed them through her bra, they swelled up taut, and her nipples went rigid.

"Mmmmmmm!" she sighed.

Finally Mike came up for air, his face flushed, his eyes hot and glassy. He reached around her and unhooked her bra. Then his big hot hands slid over her naked tits, molding and exploring, and Shari gave a lusty little gurgle.

"You really like this, don't you, Shari?" Mike asked hoarsely.

"Mmmmm-hmmmm," she sighed.

"I know something you'd like even more," he said.

"Like what?" Shari asked.

"The best thing of all," he said. "We could go all the way. You'd love it, Shari, I know you would."

Shari was pretty sure she'd love it, too. But that was where she drew the line. As much as she wanted to lose her virginity, as much as she wanted to find out about fucking, Mike wasn't the man for her. Her cherry was reserved for Mr. Stone.

"No, Mike," she said, "I won't do it! You know that. But maybe you can suggest something else."

"Sure," he said eagerly, "I know lots of ways to have fun. We could go down on each other."

"Oh, yeah?" Shari said. "What's that?"

"It's easier to show you than try to explain," Mike said. "But I know you'd really get off on it."