Mark Carver - Family with the hots

Jacks hard on was once more complete as he teased and kissed her luscious burning breast mounds. Her nipples were gorged with passion in his mouth, and all the time Anne gyrated and leisurely swung her drenched cunt up against him. She stroked his hard asscheeks in her caressing fingers, softly moaning with lewd pleasure. The boy was no artist, but he could be trained.

"Okay, darling, slide your mouth down now, but slowly, I want you to tease my belly and clit, sweet boy. Inch by loving inch, mmmmmmmmm!"

The feverish brunette was rapidly arousing herself to a frantic pitch at the prospect of having her pussy eaten after so Iong. He licked at her gently rounded belly for a minute before casing his lips down into her cunt of nest-hairs. With an urgent groan, Anne drew her knees up high and dug her heels into his broad shoulders. This was going to be fantastic, having her hot pulsing cunt sucked and lapped at like a melting ice cream cone. "Now," she panted, "start kissing and sucking me off now!Nqw, baby! Ooooooo, Jesusssssssss! Oh eat it, eat it!"

Jack's hesitation quickly gave way to the fragrant sweet stickiness of her pussy. The pink slit sucked back at him like a schoolgirl's eager lips, seeking passionately as his tongue drove deep and hard. Her satiny ass swung blissfully in his hand, while her gushing cunt jerked in a frenzy up to meet his mouth. She tasted so good and obscenely exciting he felt that he could almost come again. With deep animal groans, the wriggling, naked brunette swung her soft hips fiercely and tugged at his hair.

"Ah God, you darling cunteater! Ooooooooo! Suck it harder, darling boy, harder! Aaaaaaaah!" The music teacher began coming in his mouth, tugging wildly at his hair and softly screaming with depraved bliss. The sensations in her madly sucking cunt were almost unendurable. Jack's long tongue was like burning sandpaper, fucking this way and that, stinging her silken walls with maddening thrills.

And even in a series of wild orgasms, the divorcee's asshole began to tingle impatiently. Why not have him ram that beautiful monster up there too? She'd been had that way before, but only by her ex-husband, whose cock was nothing to write testimonials about. Besides, he was always ginger about it, afraid he might hurt her. Well, hell, what did he think the whole idea was for!

"Wait!" Anne panted, pushing his eager mouth away from her soaked slit. Quickly, she turned over and hunched her knees under her, so that her molded ass trembled eagerly before him.

"Fuck me in the ass," she implored. "Stick that beautiful rod in as deep as it'll go, darling boy. Don't worry about hurting me! Just ram it home, sweetheart. Kneel behind me and spread my ass-cheeks and it'll be easier. That's it!"

Because of his inexperience, she had to grab his fleshy rod and guide the pounding knob against her tiny, puckered hole. Jack knelt upright between her thighs, spreading her silky cheeks apart with his hands. His surging prick pulsated against the miniature slit. He hesitated, wondering how he'd manage to pierce her narrow tunnel with his thick cock.

"Just shove it home!" Anne urged anxiously. "Slam that hot prick in with all your might, darling! aaaaaargh! oh! jeeeeeezus, that burns! Holy God, unnnnnnngh!"

Bolts of ripping pain exploded in her tight anus as Jack's massive rod tore into it, savagely. For a second, the lust-crazed divorcee thought she'd faint from pain. Lord, when her husband had fucked her in the ass she thought she was being tickled compared to this!

"Yes! Ram it deep, baby, unnnnnnf! Fuck my ass! Ow! Fuck my asshole with all your might, sweet boy – hurts wild! Oh, wild, yes, oh loving hot prick, mmmmmmm!"

So feverishly aroused was the brunette that even the searing waves of pain felt heavenly as they ravaged her steaming asshole to the very depths. She clawed at the sofa beneath her in a fury of bliss-pain. She wriggled her gorged asshole cautiously up and down on his pistoning prick, grinding her ripe naked ass against his swollen balls. Anne felt as if her bowels were being torn in two, and she loved it!

"Oh shit that's – mmmmmmm – that's so good, Anne!" Jack panted as he slammed his rock-hard dick brutally in and out of her steaming bowels. Not as tight and juicy as her wild pussy, but different, fantastically tight at the asshole but loose and boiling deep inside. And the feel of her lush creamy ass-cheeks writhing madly in his hands, hotly squirming, fired his excitement to a hotter pitch.

"Gonna shoot," he groaned, unable to control his load as her blazing asshole wriggled in a fury of lust on his meat.

"Then shoot!" she sobbed. "Shoot your load in my ass, beautiful boy! Aaaaaah, God, that's it, keep coming, keep commmmmmmming! Oh, it burns wildly! Ooooooooo, yes!"

Boiling torrents of his molten come stung deep into the divorcee's churning asshole, and again Anne found herself erupting with a feverish climax. She clamped her ass-slit so hungrily on his spurting cock, Jack groaned aloud in pain.

"Love it," Anne moaned, after he stopped erupting. "Love being fucked in the ass, Jack! Oh, that gorgeous monster of yours… Whewwwwwww!"

She finally released his limp rod and rolled over on her back with a shaking breath. His burning come tingled deep in her ass, mingling with her earlier climaxes. For a minute all she could do was moan and twitch her ripely curved flesh.

"I gotta get going now," Jack said urgently. "My dad will give me hell if I'm too late."

Anne waved her hand languidly. She didn't want to move so much as an inch, except for her twitching hips. All the happy brunette wanted to was lie there and bask in the glow of lustful satisfaction after a whole year. She watched the boy dress through half-lidded eyes, her gaze never leaving his thick, dangling rod. When he was dressed, she beckoned to him and gave him a long passionate kiss, rubbing her palm lewdly to his bulging crotch.

"Remember your next lesson is three days from now," Anne murmured huskily. "And I shouldn't have to tell you this, Jack, but not a single damned word about this to anyone, understand?"

Jack nodded eagerly. "Sure, Miss Hawkins, I understand."

She was about to correct the name but changed her mind. After all, she was his teacher, wasn't she? Guitar and sex now. Anne still lay panting for breath when he closed the front door behind him. Slowly, still naked, she padded into the kitchen, poured herself a drink and got a cigarette. Then she sprawled back on the sofa, rubbing her glowing tits and thinking, reliving the hot, thrilling moments.

At first, the music teacher felt terrific. After a solid year of abstinence, she'd seduced the handsome young stud who lived just across the sheet. Miss Hawkins, the prim, legendary spinster of Rockville had just been fucked in the mouth, her madly eager pussy and tender asshole by gorgeous, monstrous young prick.

And now there was another problem. She'd begun to actually get horny again, with that funny hungry throbbing in her glowing pussy. The brunette sighed as she rubbed her tits obscenely in her fingers. She knew she could masturbate, but what kind of substitute was that after a hot, thrilling young cock? And, Lord, the boy could eat pussy!

Well, she had other students, she reminded herself. But if she didn't draw the line somewhere, she'd end up seducing all of them, considering the ache she felt right now in her throbbing pussy and mouth.

Too long, damnit. She'd held back on healthy, torrid sex for too long, and now she'd unleashed a volcano. Because, as the naked divorcee lay sprawled on the sofa, all she could think about and fantasize was fucking and sucking beautiful young boys like Jack.

And the town music teacher had even found herself staring curiously at beautiful girls lately…

Slowly, dreamily, Anne began to fingerfuck herself on the sofa, forgetting her promise and her pride. She had to put the newly-awakened fire in her loins out somehow.