Larry Mitchell - Teacher_s dirty pictures

Tony turned to return with the drinks and was numbed in his tracks. Laura was standing, her slacks in a heap next to her feet, her bulky-bit sweater unbuttoned in an ever-widening vee to the naval. With a big come-and-get-me smile, she pulled the sweater from her shoulders and down her arms, one at a time. She let the sweater fall, then, with a mock shyness, turned away from him and bent over to pick it up.

Tony became embarrassingly aware of a growing bulge in his pants as the full moon-shaped curves of her ass were revealed to him. He had a full unimpeded view of the tiny concealing strip of white nylon panties creased tightly in the narrow crack of her ass from her doubled-over position, and he noticed the flimsy fabric remained tucked there when she stood up again and neatly hung her clothes over a chair back. His eyes locked on that delicious jiggling ass of hers as she walked away from him momentarily; it was perfectly formed, like something from a sculpture.

There was more here than most men dreamed of, and she was going to be his! Hell, just the thought was enough to give Tony such a hard-on that he doubted he could keep it in his pants; he was sure Laura noticed, for when she returned from putting her clothes away, she gave him an unabashed once-over that seemed to linger interminably around the throbbing mound hidden under the denim of his blue jeans. One thing was certain he couldn't, wouldn't, back out of this now. If this gorgeous woman was half the woman he thought she was, nothing in the world could drag him away from here. That ass! He had to have it, had to sink his prick between those hot rounded cheeks!

Laura continued her almost offhanded strip, just as unashamed as though it were a daily occurrence. When he glanced down, he realized he'd already consumed his first drink and was still holding hers in his other hand. He placed the glass on an end table and poured himself another healthy slug of whisky, diluted with a mound of crushed ice. He pushed his hard-on down with his hand when Laura glanced away, eased the thickening hot shaft through the leg opening in his shorts and let it slide down his thigh. At least it offered a moment's relief.

"You're not disappointed, are you?" she asked shyly, slightly spreading her thighs as she spoke, offering him a better glimpse of the thin, smooth-fleshed slit only barely hidden by her panties. "You don't look like you are." She deliberately lowered her eyes to the bulge in his crotch and he could feel himself flush with embarrassment, try though he might to hide his humiliation as she toyed with him like a cat with a bird.

Laura looked him straight in the face, smiling all the while, and lifted the soft bulging mounds of her ass from the sofa and gripping the fabric with her fingers, slowly and with a provocative grin on her face, peeled her panties down over her soft luxuriant thighs. She raised herself higher to clear the rounded swell of her tantalizingly beautiful ass, then trailed the flimsy garment along the smoothness of her thighs, lifting her feet from the floor, then dropped the tiny garment to her ankles.

Laura couldn't explain the wicked enjoyment she got playing these games with the boy. Yes, boy, she decided. Just a boy with a little more experience than Ben and Edward. He thought he was a great lover, making lewd remarks and propositions when they were outside; but now faced with the real thing, he was suddenly unsure of himself. And that's where she got her enjoyment, she realized.

Her knees demurely together like a shy virgin alone with a man for the first time, Laura reached in back and unhooked the elastic strap of her bra. With both hands cupping the huge, fullness of her mature tits, she pulled the restraining cups away, letting the conical-shaped globes sag just a little as they left to support of the thin bra.

Tony's eyes locked on the twin dark circles of her nipples, the crinkly-roughness around the two thick, jutting peaks that stood out proudly now, unrestrained and beckoning. Ho watched her lick the tip of her finger, then lovingly moisten the ruby pinnacles of her large full tits; he thought he could detect, a shiver as she recoiled slightly from her own delicate touch. Her nipples grew harder and pulsed at the sensation.

Tony glanced down between her thighs, now slightly parted; he felt as though he should be embarrassed, that he should feel ashamed to be gazing so openly at this woman's cunt. But there was only the feeling of incredible warmth and desire that burned painfully now in his cock, a gnawing need to fuck this magnificent woman, a hunger like he'd never felt for any woman.

Laura sensed that he liked what he saw, and she responded almost immediately with a wider spreading of her milky-smooth thighs and an unobstructed view of her warm, juicy pussy-lips, now totally open to his eager stare. There was a thin line of tell-tale moisture along the rim of her slightly parted pussy-flaps, a narrow trail of warm moistness along the furrow of her cunt as she exposed hermit unashamed, to him.

"Wow, you're incredible! You're so beautiful!" The words just seemed to come, and immediately Tony regretted having spoken them. Once again, he felt like an inexperienced adolescent.

Laura grinned up at him coyly, measuring his response as she moistened her pink lips with the wet tip of her tongue, rolling it slowly, tantalizingly from side to side.

"I'll bet that's a real piece of meat you've got there," she said, nodding towards the obvious cock-swell along Tony's thigh. "You want to let me have a little peek, Tony?"

He didn't answer, momentarily confused. But before he could react, the voluptuous naked girl curled both her bare arms around his back and pulled him down onto her, falling back onto the sofa as he sprawled against her excited, quivering nakedness. She opened her smooth thighs as they fused together, then clamped them tightly around one of his legs.

Tony gasped at the feel of her incredible body, the warm suppleness of her flesh, the eager firmness of her thighs that squeezed him like a barely ripened teenager; but she was possessed of an unmistakable expertise.

As their lips smashed hotly together, their tongues alternately pushing and pulling, she ground her bare crotch hard against his still-clothed loins. Tony could feel her shiver from head to toe as her nakedness rubbed maddeningly against the throbbing ridge of his cock, aching now to be freed from his jeans. He wanted to fuck her… wanted to fuck her more than anything now. But what excited him the most was her own passion, her own unconcealed, unashamed lust for his young body, for the satisfying thrust of his eager young prick into the warm, milky sheath of her wanton pussy.

With the smoothness of her naked thigh and the firm, gentle mound of her cunt, Laura ground against him rhythmically, teasingly, stirring an incredible agony of lustful passion in his loins, filling his swollen balls with boiling cum. He was sure that any second now he would bunt apart from the terrible pressure.

For a moment's pause, Tony pulled his tongue from the sucking oval of her lips and snuggled his face alongside hers, easing his hand down her side to fondle the ivory globe of her ass-cheek. He squeezed a thick handful of her warm naked ass between his fingers and she responded with a shiver that shook even his own body as he lay on top of her. He realized that she was quivering beneath him, her crotch pressed up against his, her thighs clamped together around his leg as she pushed the soft hungry lips of her cunt against the fabric of his jeans.

The roughness of his Levi's stroked deliciously over the pulsing, nerve-filled bud of Laura's clitoris, already erect and hardened with anticipation. She released her grip around him and slid a hand between them; he nearly recoiled with surprise as her fingers touched the rock-hard cock in his pants.