Nick Eastwood - Teacher_s hot wet panties

When his wet cock finally slipped from her mouth, she licked her lips to get all his tasty come-juice. She was gurgling with excitement, but Mark didn't look so happy. He seemed embarrassed and sheepish.

"Some stud," he sighed. "I'm sorry I came so fast, Miss Walker. I guess if this was a real date, the girl would laugh at me."

"Oh, no, Mark," Jean gurgled. "She'd just get you hard again. Unless she thought you were finished for the evening, that is. She might think you were satisfied and wanted to quit. Would that be true?"

"Oh, no way!" Mark cried.

"All right, then you'd want to do something to keep her hot and interested," Jean said. "You'd go down on her."

"Show me how," he begged.

Jean lay down on her back, bent her knees, and spread her legs wide. Mark was right there, crawling between her thighs and ogling her pussy slit. It was obviously the first time he'd seen a pussy. As he studied the wet pink flesh and its fringes of dark curls, Jean was seething with need.

"Look here, honey," she said. "This is the most sensitive spot a woman has, her clit."

She folded back the dark-furred lips of her cunt and showed Mark the pea-sized hooded lump of flesh. "When you touch a girl here, it feels really great to her," she went on. "And when you lick her or suck her here, it really blows her away. Go ahead, try it."

Mark's blond head dipped down between her legs, and she shivered in lusty anticipation as his hot breath tickled her pussy gash. She felt the timid contact of his tongue tip on her clit. Even that ultra light touch felt exciting to her. He lapped up and down over her clit, and she creamed heavily.

"Harder, Mark," she moaned. "Faster. Be aggressive. Ohhhh, yes, that's great!"

She slumped back, gurgling with pleasure, and let the horny teenager tongue-whip her clit. Thank goodness, Wylie had been a thorough teacher, or she would never have known about this exquisite pleasure. She couldn't imagine a more delicious sensation than having a man's steaming wet tongue lashing her pussy.

"Unnnhhhh, yeah, Mark, I love it, honey," she moaned. "Don't stop!"

Mark had no intention of stopping. He would gladly have worn his tongue out to please her. He adored his beautiful hot-pants teacher, and he wanted her to know she could always have fun with him. He tongued her throbbing clit faster and faster, noticing that the increasing speed made her moan even louder. He gobbled up her tangy pussy juice.

"Oh, yeah, Mark, that's wonderful," she moaned, clawing the couch. "Keep doing it, make me come."

Mark shivered with excitement. He wanted more than anything in the world to make Miss Walker have an orgasm. Then maybe she'd be excited enough to fuck him. He was sick of being a virgin. It was so embarrassing for a senior in high school not to have lost his cherry. This could be his big chance.

So he gave it everything he was capable of, lashing his teacher's velvety hot clit with the stiff tip of his tongue and bringing her right to the brink of release. She was whimpering steadily now and soaking his tongue and his bobbing chin with helpless spurts of molten cunt cream.

"Oooo, honey, I just have to get off!" she squealed. "Suck my clit, Mark, suck me off."

Mark immediately pressed his lips against her wildly pulsating clit and started to suck. He thought Miss Walker was going to fly right off the couch. She screamed with sudden pleasure and soaked his whole face with her pussy juices. Mark saw that sucking a woman's clit was about the most exciting thing he could do for her.

"Ohhhh, God, yessss!" Jean moaned. "That's great, honey, that'll get me off real fast."

She closed her eyes tightly and blocked out every other sensation, conscious only of the scaring pleasure she was getting from her student's hotly sucking lips. The obscene noise of his cunt-sucking seemed to echo through the room, adding to her crazy arousal. A few seconds later, a body-blasting orgasm ripped through her.

"Unnhhhhh, yes, you're making me came!" she screamed. "Ohhhhh, Mark, uunnnnhhh!"

Her body bucked and writhed so hard that Mark couldn't keep his lips on target. He had to hold her to keep her from rolling off the couch. On his knees, watching her come, he felt his cock getting stiff as a board. It thrilled him to know that he'd brought the big-titted spinster to climax with his lips. Now he wanted to do the same thing with his cock.

"Unnnhhhh, I'm coming so good!" Jean whimpered.

She'd really needed it, too. It had been twenty-four hours since her last orgasm, and that was way too long in her book. She shivered through the delicious after-spasms, then opened her eyes and looked up at Mark. His cock was stiff and ready again, and he was looking at her pleadingly.

"You know, Mark," she said huskily, "I can't speak for other women, but if I were on a date with you, I'd be really turned on by now. I'd want to go all the way with you. How would you feel?"

"Horny," he croaked. "Just about horny enough to die."

"Is that how you feel this very moment?" she grinned.

"Yes, ma'am," the boy groaned.

"Well, then, we'd better do something about that," Jean said. "Come on into my bedroom." Mark looked so excited, he seemed to have forgotten to breathe. He followed her to her bedroom and climbed onto the bed with her, and only then did he start panting again. Jean rolled onto her back and spread her legs and held out her arms to him. She could hardly wait to feel his steel-stiff young cock in her famished little cunt.

"Come on, Mark, fuck me," she whispered. "I want that big hard cock of yours."

He just stared at her. "I can't believe this is happening, Miss Walker," he said hoarsely. "It's just too good to be true. There's gotta be a catch."

Jean groaned with impatience. "There's no catch, Mark," she said. "I'm just very horny and need to fuck and you're here. It's that simple. Don't blow it."

"Right!" he cried, throwing himself onto her.

He just about knocked the breath out of her. He was very eager and very clumsy. He sank down between her hot thighs and started hammering his cock against the slippery flesh of her pussy, but he kept missing her cunt hole. He was so excited, Jean feared he'd shoot his come-load without ever getting his prick into her.

"Hey, tiger, slow down," she said. "Take it easy. Need some help?"

Mark produced one of his world-record blushes. "I can't find the hole," he confessed. No shit, Jean thought. But aloud she said soothingly: "Here, I'll help you."

She grasped the hot hard shaft of his cock and guided it toward her cunt mouth. She eased the swollen head of his prick into the steamy moist pit and lodged it there firmly. His prick was about an inch into her, and he was trembling with excitement. So was Jean. She was soaking his fat cockhead with pussy cream.

"Stick it into me, Mark," she moaned. "Give me every inch of your cock, honey."

"Ahhhhh, Jesus," he moaned, shoving his fucker hard into her cunt.

"Unnnhhhh, yessss!" she cried.

It was a sensation she'd been craving for twenty-four hours now, a big hard cock cramming her cunt and throbbing against every inch of her greedily gripping fuck-tunnel. Mark fucked steadily into her till his cock butted her womb. He was fucked to the balls in her fiery wet pussy hole. He paused there, moaning.

"I'm not a virgin anymore, right?" he asked eagerly.

"Right," Jean grinned. "Now quit talking about it and start fucking. I'm horny enough to scream."

"Yes, teacher," he said with a grin.

Her jerking hips signaled the rhythm she wanted, and Mark gave it to her, pumping away eagerly, fucking her greedy cunt with his stiff cock. Jean gurgled in ecstasy and creamed steadily, soaking his cockmeat. She couldn't kid herself – she loved to fuck. She just wished she'd started fucking sooner. She'd wasted a lot of precious time in her man-hating spinster days.