Nick Eastwood - Virgins in heat

"Well, this just isn't fair," Linda grinned. "Here I'm playing with your cock, and you don't have anything to play with. Why don't you take off my bra, Professor?"

Wells swallowed hard. He'd be insane to do a thing like that. But he thought of her gorgeous tits, which he'd been staring at all term, and then his hands were on her jersey, tugging the tight garment off over her head, tousling her flame-colored curls. He dropped the jersey on the floor, and reached around her, fumbling with the catch of her bra. He finally got it open and drew her bra off.

"Oh, Christ," he moaned.

Her tits were even more enticing naked. Plump and round, perfectly firm, they were creamy skinned and poking out saucily. She had small red nipples, soft and cone-shaped. Wells simply couldn't resist copping a feel, especially with Linda pumping his cock in her hot little fist and getting him excited as hell. He reached out and closed his hands over her tits, squeezing the hot throbbing flesh.

"Ummmmmm, feels nice," Linda sighed. "Yes, play with my tits, Professor."

Wells didn't want to be reminded of his position just then. "You could call me John," he panted.

Linda grinned and pumped his cock faster. More of that glistening juice bubbled from his piss hole, and she brought her fist up to squeeze the huge knob of his cock head, smearing the slick cream all over her palm and fingers. She ran her hand down his thick hot pole, slippery with juice, and Wells moaned softly. His hands felt exciting on her tits as he molded and squeezed. She felt in pussy getting flaming hot and very wet.

"Oh, gosh, this is so exciting," she purred.

Wells had to agree. It was so exciting that he was almost coming. He tried to come back to his senses but he could think about was how tight and hot her teenage cunt must be. His wife wasn't interested in fucking any more except to start another baby. She was nuts about babies but not about sex. Unfortunately, Wells was nuts about sex and always had been. His cock was so stiff and swollen, it almost hurt.

Linda's hot plump tits were swelling in his hands, getting even firmer and bigger. He ran his thumbs back and forth over her soft red nipples and watched than stiffen. The flaccid cones grew into long rigid buds, throbbing body under his thumbs. Her fist was slick and fast on his bloated dick. Wells was sure he could fuck her. That was the idea, wasn't it, a fuck in exchange for a passing grade?

And why shouldn't he do it? The girl was so obviously willing, and he was so achingly horny. A man had to have some fun in his life. It wasn't fair, dammit, that he should be the sole support of a woman who wouldn't even fuck him. And if his wife wouldn't fuck, wasn't he entitled to fuck somebody else? Swiftly Wells convinced himself that he was right.

"Miss Brown – uh, Linda," he panted, "perhaps we ought to take off our clothes before they get wrinkled."

"Sure, John," Linda purred.

That was a laugh. Professor Wells' clothes were always wrinkled anyway. But Linda contained her amusement. Things were going just as she'd dreamed, and she didn't want to fuck up now. She stood and skinned out of her jeans. She kicked off her shoes. Wells gawked at her luscious young body, clothed in just, a tiny pair of blue bikini panties. She began to inch down the panties.

"Come on, John," she grinned, "you, too."

"Huh? Oh," Wells muttered.

He got up and awkwardly removed his clothes. He had a lot more to remove than Linda did, and by the time he finished she was already stretched out on the couch, stark naked. Her bush was gorgeous, a neat triangle of copper-colored curls. Her thighs were slightly parted, and he could see the gleaming wet red flesh between her legs, peeking out from its fringe of red fur. Naked, he stretched out beside her.

Linda grinned and rubbed her warm soft pussy fur against his painfully swollen cock. She reached down and fisted his cock head, giving it an enticing squeeze. Wells moaned and slipped his hand between her legs, exploring her luscious young pussy. The flesh was scorching hot, puffy, and very wet. That excited him even more. The girl was actually horny for him! Wanting to get her even more aroused, he grabbed the slick little lump of her clit and started kneading it.

"Ooooooo," Linda squealed, "John, that feels terrific."

She wasn't shitting him. As his fingers rolled her horny little joy button, massaging and releasing, hot pleasure ripped through her pussy. She felt her virgin cunt mouth gushing a big hot load of juice alt over his hand. Moaning, she squeezed his huge bulbous cock head and felt his steamy cream squirting into her palm. Panting, they frigged each other, getting more crazily aroused by the second.

Wells brought his other hand into action. Still roughly kneading her clit, he searched out the drooling little mouth of her cunt and popped the tip of his middle finger inside. Linda gave a squeal of excitement and ground her pussy downward, trying to get more of his big stiff finger up her box. Wells pushed his finger in deeper, as deep as he could get it. He shivered lustily as he explored the inside of her virgin cunt.

It was incredibly tight, hardly big enough to admit his thick middle finger, and her powerful cuntal walls gripped and squeezed. The inner flesh of her pussy was hot as a blast furnace and very juicy and slick. He imagined sticking his cock into this wet tight tube, and he creamed all over Linda's squeezing fist. He started to jerk his finger in cocklike motions, working it roughly up and down in her red-hot twat.

"Eeeeeee!" Linda squealed. "Oh, shit, that feels good. Yes, yes, John, fuck me with your finger."

Her naughty words added to his excitement. He finger fucked her tiny hot cunt, his reaming finger making a loud slurping sound as it forced the gushing cream out of her snug box. Linda screeched with pleasure and started humping her frantically horny pussy up and down the thick spike of his finger. It felt so damned good to have something big and hard jerking in her cunt.

"Ooooooo, yeah, fuck it to me," she whined, "fuck that big finger in my pussy, get me off."

His finger was quickly drenched with her scalding cream. Her young cuntal muscles tugged urgently at his finger, pulling it even deeper into the juicy pulp of her cunt. As her pleasure mounted to fever pitch, Linda let go of his cock and just lay there groaning, her eyes rolling wildly, her tongue rolling out. Suddenly she stiffened, then began to come.

"Ahhhhhh!" she wailed.

Wells raised himself on an elbow to watch her come, still plunging his finger hard and fast in her convulsing pussy. His wife had never came like this – howling, bucking, beating her heels against the couch. Linda drenched his whole hand with her furiously flooding come-juice. Her cunt was in violent spasms, squeezing and releasing his deeply lodged finger.

"Ooooo, am I coming," she whined. "Feels so fuckin' good, ahhhhhh!"

Wells almost came, too, just from watching her. She was gorgeous, only eighteen, and she had the tightest little box he'd ever known. Not that he'd known very many. Before his early marriage, there'd been just a little screwing around in the back seats of cars. He'd never had a really super fuck in his life, but he sensed that this sexy little student could give him one.

Finally Linda went limp and panting, her lovely green eyes hot and glazed. "Ummmmm, that was nice," she sighed. "I bet it'd be even nicer if we fucked."

"Did I hear you right, Linda?" Wells gulped. It sounded too good to be true.

She flashed him a wicked grin. "Yes, Professor," she said, "you heard right. I want you to fuck me. I want you to stick that great big cock of yours in my pussy. Is that clear enough, or would you like it in Latin?"

"English will do," Wells grinned.

He rolled her onto her back, and she eagerly parted her legs, bending them back at the knees. He knelt between her legs, and Linda stared rather nervously at his hugely thick seven inch cock. Could she possibly take that massive boner into her virgin cunt? Well, she'd just have to. She wasn't going to back out now. Too many things were at stake.