M Jacobs - Teacher with the hots

"I've got to go now, Jake," she said in a quavering little voice. "Robbie's probably waiting for me down there by now."

"But you ain't finished undressin' yet, Carrie," the burly man said, putting his heavy hand on her shoulder.

"I can take my panties off down at the pond," she said, wondering why he was squeezing her shoulder so tightly.

"You can take 'em off right here too!" he rasped.

"But I don't want to!" she said, trying to get away, but failing.

"Why the fuck not?"

Carrie gasped when she heard the man say that dirty word. She had heard a boy say that word once and her daddy had told her that it was a very nasty thing to say.

"You said a nasty word, Jake!" she said, her eyes wide.

"Who gives a shit?" Jake growled.

Carrie put her little hand to her mouth, staring in amazement.

"Get those panties off!" he ordered.

"But… I… I don't want to! I don't think it's nice!" she said in a trembling voice, beginning to feel the first surges of fear course through her.

"You didn't we before, little lady!" Jake said, letting his hand run downthe front of her naked body to her fine little breasts. "You was gonna strip down right here in front of me!"

"I don't want to now! You're… you're looking at me… so funny!"

"I'll look at you all right! And you're gonna give me somethin' to look at too! Now get 'em off!" he growled, staring at her flimsy little panties.

When Carrie refused to remove her last remaining garment, the man hooked his fingers beneath the waist band of her panties. Instead of pulling them down gently he tore them away from her. She cried out when the material dug into her sensitive young flesh. The frightened little girl looked up at the muscular giant with pleading eyes.

"You hurt me!" she whimpered.

"Yeah? You do as you're told, little pussy, or you'll get hurt a hell of a lot worse!"

"But… what do you want me to do? Can't I… can't I go now?" she sobbed.

"Go? Fuck no! You stupid or somethin'? You're gonna stay right here for a while, baby!" he said in a husky voice. "I'm gonna get what I want before you walk away!"

"But what do you want!" she cried, squirming in the man's powerful grip.

"Right now I just want you to sit there and spread your legs!" he said, staring between her silky little legs at her pussy.

"I don't want to! It's not nice!"

"You shut up and spread 'em!" he barked, getting to his knees at her feet and putting his hands on her knees.

The big man pushed against her knees and made her open her legs widely. He stared at the lightly-haired cunt he had longed to lay his eyes on. Her body was even more beautiful than he had imagined. Her little boobies were handfuls of golden-hued flesh, her tiny nipples just begging to be licked and sucked. Her little belly looked softer than silk. He felt like running his tongue from her tits to the patch of down between her legs, tickling her navel with the tip of his tongue. He could be gentle with her, he knew. He could take his time and tease her until she shivered with delight, but he wasn't in the mood for slow and gentle sex. All he wanted at the moment was to sink his rod into a hot, tightly-clenched cunt and fuck until he shot his heavy wad into her. But first he had a few other things in mind.

The man laid his heavy hands on her breasts. She struggled, but he quickly grabbed her shoulders and held her tightly. He warned her not to move at all and slapped her across the cheek, not hard enough to hurt her badly but hard enough to let her know he meant business. She began sobbing.

Carrie trembled when she felt his hands spreading her legs. She felt so naked and exposed. She wanted to jump up and run away, wanted to run to her daddy and let him hold her, but she was afraid to move now that the man had hit her. She had never been slapped in the face before, but she knew that if she didn't do what he told her he would hit her again and again.

She shivered slightly when she felt his lips pressing against the flesh of her inner thigh. He kissed her legs in a trail that moved closer and closer to the secret place between them. No one had ever touched her there, much less kissed her. He was getting so close to her pee-pee with his lips, so close that he would touch it pretty soon if he wasn't careful.

Jake gazed at the little girl's cunt. He knew that a few carefully-placed kisses would drive both of them wild with lust. He had to taste her virginal cunt. He had to lick her tiny downy twat. He had to press his eager tongue between the lips of her cunt.

Carrie's body jerked involuntarily when she felt his hot wet lips press tightly against her pussy. His lips tickled her, but they did something else to her at the same time. Every time he kissed her there, she felt a strange little tingle inside of her. His kisses came faster and faster, and so did the tingle between her legs.

Jake sucked harder and harder on the lips of the girl's cunt. His cock pounded in his pants. The fresh scent of her young cunt drove the man wild. The feel of her cunt-flesh between her lips made his nuts throb with depraved pleasure. He ran his hands up and down her silken legs while he sucked her twat, thrilling to her softness and warmth.

Carrie felt the man's face pressing tightly against her quivering cunt. It wasn't long before he was licking at her pussy, running his tongue up and down between her legs, making her feel a strange warmth there that seemed to spread over her. She couldn't understand why the big man liked licking her so much, but she had to admit that the sensations she felt were pleasant. It was her fear and her feeling of helplessness that made her feel so bad.

Jake's tongue raced up and down the tight crack between Carrie's legs, running around her rubbery twat-lips, making her writhe with youthful passion, passion that she had never experienced before.

"You like that, Carrie?" the man asked, licking his lip and looking up at her lovely blue eyes.

"I… I don't know… why are you doing this to me?" she moaned, wishing that he would go away and leave her alone, and yet still feeling the plant warmth between her legs.

"It's makin' you feel good, ain't it?" the man asked, standing up and putting his hands on his hips, spreading his legs and looking down at the trembling girl.

"Sort of…" she moaned. "But I want to go home!"

"When I'm done with you, little girl!" the man growled. "You ever seen a man's cock?" His prick jerked like a jackhammer down the leg of his tight pants.

"A man's what?" she asked, vaguely remembering hearing the word at school.

"A man's cock! A man's dick!" the horny giant said impatiently. "This!" he growled, reaching down and rubbing the enormous bulge of his rock-hard meat stick. "Well? You ever seen one?"

Carrie shook her head. She stared at the big bulge that extended almost a foot down his pants leg. It almost looked as if he had a big hard billy club or something stuck down the leg of his pants. He rubbed the bulge with the palm of his heavy hand, and when he rubbed it, it seemed to make him feel good. He had a wide grin on his face when she looked back up at him.

"Well, little lady, do you wanna see it?" he asked. "You look kinda interested!"

"I… I guess so…" she whimpered, afraid to say she didn't want to see the big thing between his legs.

"Why don't you fed it first?" he said, stepping up to her. "Go ahead, damn it! Foci that cock!"

She watched the big strong man slap his cock with the palm of his hand. She thought she could see it throbbing in his pants. She knew that he wanted her to put her hand on it, but she couldn't quite bring herself to. When he saw that she wasn't about to touch him there unless he made her, the hard-cocked hired hand reached out and forced her hand onto his throbbing cock-bulge, holding it there.