Mary Lewis - Teacher_s eager pets

John started to back out of the room, but it was too late. Brenda had seen him standing there. "Come here, dear," she whispered huskily.

His feet wouldn't move, but his prick was ready to burst from the confines of his shorts.

"I… I…" he started to stammer. His first impulse had been to turn around and leave, but his throbbing prick was telling him to stay.

Just then Brenda pulled her knees up and spread her legs wider. "Don't be afraid," she said gently. "Come here." She patted the couch beside her. "Sit down and tell me about yourself."

John's hands were shaking and his knees felt like jelly as he crossed the room. His prick was throbbing as it swelled larger.

"Don't you like to fuck?" she managed to say. "Haven't you ever shoved your dick inside a girl?"

"I… I…"

"Don't just stand there, dear. I want your dick inside me, please." Shyly, he sat down on the couch next to her.

"Why don't you take your shorts off, it's so hot today," she told him.

Without a word, he pulled his shorts and undershorts downward in one movement. She gasped as his hard cock leaped toward her.

"Ohhhh… John… stick it in me," she groaned.

He fell on his knees and buried his head in her snatch. The pungent aroma of her cunt made him dizzy.

"Lick me," she ordered.

The boy looked up at her with uncertain eyes for a moment.

"Lick me," she repeated. "You'll like it."

With one hand she held her cuntlips wide so that he would have better access. Slowly, still unsure of himself, he probed her depths with his unpracticed tongue.

"That's right," she groaned. "Suck my clit." He stopped. "Here," and she moved her sensitive bud up to his tongue tip.

"Ohhh… oooohhhh," she groaned. She held his shoulders tightly as he tongued her. Her cunt felt so good as his tongue slurped and sucked her gently. Her whole body was quivering with passion as she lifted her hips upward to meet his tongue.

"John… oh… ohhh… you're licking my cunt so good!"

He worked harder as he pushed his tongue into her depths and withdrew it to lap around her clitoris once more.

Frantically, he grabbed for his hard, throbbing prick as he forced his tongue into her.

"Here, let me do that," Brenda told him. "Wait, I'll get down on the floor too," and she maneuvered into the sixty-nine position.

"Miss Andrews… oohhh… I'm going to…" He groaned as she sucked his erect prick into her hot mouth. Automatically he began to shove in and out of her mouth, and he groaned and gasped with pleasure as she held onto his cock with her wet lips.

"Uuuuhh," he gasped. "Ooooh… that feels so good!"

"Eat me, John… eat me," and her fingers dug into his crotch as she cradled his prick in her mouth. Her body was lifted from the floor as he tongue-fucked her harder. She was wild with passion! Her body shook and quivered so hard that he thought she was having some type of an attack.

He lapped harder, tasting the juices that flowed freely from her gash. He sucked in all her juices hungrily and she thrashed wildly as he slurped her cunt.

Finally, she could stand it no longer. "Fuck me, John! Stick your cock in me and fuck me real hard!"

He pulled his head away from her sopping-wet crotch and aimed his rock-hard cock at her cunt.

His hands were reaching for her tits, and his inexperienced cock did not go directly into her hungry cunt.

"Stick it in me! Hurry! I need it!"

She reached for John and pulled him on top of her, grabbing his cock savagely and thrusting it into her hungry hole.

"Fuck me!" she gasped. "Fuck me real good! Keep fucking me… ooohh!"

John quivered with passion as he felt his cock invade her depths.

"Oh, God!" he yelled. "Miss Andrews… oh, Miss Andrews!"

Brenda was thrashing about wildly on the floor and shouting as John stroked deeper into her cunt. Her eyes were tightly shut; her body was meeting his thrust for thrust as his huge prick hammered her unrelentingly.

"Oh, God… Jesus… oh, I love your cock!" she was shouting, and John was responding by thrusting harder into her pussy. She sighed as she felt his balls hitting against her body with a slapping sound.

"Miss Andrews, I'm coming!" he yelled. "It's going to happen… I can't… I can't… ooohhh… arrrgh… now… NOW!"

He winced as he felt her sharp fingernails dig into his back. He felt her body shaking, racked with pleasure, and at the same time he felt his hard, cock unload its cum. He felt her body tremble and she screamed as his sticky cream filled her cunt. Even then it didn't stop. Convulsively his cock quivered and shook as it continued to unload its stored-up juices.

"John… John… ooohhh… so good so fucking good!"

He buried his head between her huge tits and she held him closely to her as she sighed contentedly.

The next afternoon, Brenda was alone in the house when John knocked on the back door. She was sitting at the kitchen table drinking a cup of coffee. "C'mon in!" she yelled to him. Secretly she had been hoping the virile youth would come back again without her having to be too forward and asking him herself. She reasoned that he had had such a good fuck the day before that he just might come back for more! She was right. Her heart fluttered as he opened the screen door and came into the kitchen.

His eyes opened wide as he took in the sight of Miss Andrews sitting at her kitchen table, wearing practically nothing. The shorty nightgown that she had on was transparent, and he gawked as he viewed the circles around her big nipples. His eyes dropped to her crotch. The thin bikini panties barely covered her dark-haired snatch, and his prick stirred as he took in her beauty.

Brenda smiled as she saw him staring at her cunt. Teasingly, she opened her legs so that he would have a better view.

"Miss Andrews… I came back to… to… I came back… to…"

"Yes, John? You came back to do what, dear?" Brenda stood up, coffee cup in hand, and seductively swaggered toward the sink to set the cup and saucer down.

John's eyes were popping out of his head, and he could feel his dick swelling as he saw the crack in her ass through the flimsy material.

"I came back… to… to… because your mother wants me to pull weeds today," he finally blurted out.

"Is that all?" she laughed. "I thought maybe you came back to see me today because you thought I had such a nice pussy," she giggled.

John turned a bright shade of red and started to leave the kitchen without answering her.

"C'mere, John, I want to see if your cock is hard. I've read that boys' cocks sometimes get hard just thinking about sex. Is that true, John? Let me see, dear. If your cock is hard maybe you'll let me do something nice to it," she said huskily.

Reluctantly he walked toward the chair where Brenda was seated. She had turned in the chair so that she was facing him. He stopped in front of her.

"Oh, God, John, let me feel your cock," she begged. "I love your cock. It's so nice and firm. Please John, just this time, let me feel your cock!" she almost sobbed.

Frozen to the floor, he stood there motionless. With a cry, she reached toward him and grabbed at his erect cock through his jeans. She buried her head between his legs and sobbed, "Please, please, take your cock out! I have to feel your prick in my mouth! I have to suck it! If I can't have your prick, I'll die!"

The boy stood before her. He didn't resist as she unzipped his fly and freed his cock from his undershorts. "Your cock is so beautiful!" she gasped. "I love your big, beautiful prick!"

John did not move, nor did he attempt to move away from Brenda. He merely stood before her, his hard cock facing her menacingly. The sight of his prick was sending her into orbit. Her cunt throbbed and her nipples grew hard as she gazed upon his hard dick.