Nick Eastwood: Teacher_s hot lips

"You do the rest, teacher," he said hoarse)y. "You take off your panties."

Janet blushed hotly. As lusty as she felt, she still didn't like stripping for this leering young punk. But as long as he had that knife, she wasn't going to argue with him. She grasped the waistband of her panties and started inching them down. Les moved back a little to watch, grinning and licking his lips. Moving back was a mistake. It offered Janet a chance to escape. She could probably get to the door before he caught her.

But did she want to?

Sure, she could get away from him, but then what? She'd go home and sit around feeling horny till she just had to masturbate, and even then her lust would soon come flooding back in full force. Playing with herself just didn't do the job. She needed a man and his stiff cock – and here was her chance. Much as she loathed Les, he was male and he had the hots for her. She wasn't likely to get laid any other way.

"Come on, teacher, quit stalling," Les growled.

Her hands moved another inch lower, easing the panties down very gradually. She was still thinking. She desperately needed to be fucked, but was Les the only male she could find? Yes, it seemed that way. Once more she glanced at his obscenely tented fly, and that made up her mind. No matter how she felt about the kid, she had to have his cock. She tugged the panties down over her small golden bush.

"Yeah, that's more like it," Les leered.

She let her panties drop and stepped out of them, totally naked. She knew her body still looked great.

Les' hot eyes reflected his appreciation. He moved in close again and started running his hands up and down her sleek warm body, and she struggled not to shiver and moan with excitement. It had been so long since a man caressed her. She was way overdue for it.

"Too bad you're such a bitch, teacher," Les said. "You got a fantastic body."

His voice was raspy with horniness, and his hands were hot and a little sweaty. He pulled her tight against him and kissed her, shoving his tongue aggressively into her mouth. She didn't like his rough kissing, but she loved having his firm male body pressed against her, his rock-hard cock straining against her mound.

She creamed helplessly, and the sticky juice poured down her thighs.

She could feel his stiff young cock throbbing even through his clothes. She ached to take it out and pet it, but that would have given away her real feelings.

No way did she want this little creep to know how horny she was for him. That would be just too humiliating.

She'd go on pretending that she didn't feel a thing-even while her molten pussy cream was trickling right down to her ankles.

Les broke the kiss, set his hands on her shoulders, and started pushing her down. "On your knees, teacher, " he growled.

Janet obeyed, kneeling in front of him, her eyes right on a level with his bulging fly. He grabbed her hand and set it on the menacing bulge. No doubt he figured that would shock and disgust her. It would really blow his mind to know what she was thinking. He pressed her hand against his cock and chuckled.

"Feel that, teacher?" He laughed. "It's all for you.

Now take it out and play with it-if you know how."

Janet caught the sarcasm in his last remark. She knew the kids had joked about her ever since she came to teach in Greendale five years ago. Poor old Miss Peters can't get a man, never has a date, has never been kissed-and so on. She was the old maid school-teacher in their eyes, and no wonder. Les must have thought it was hilarious to make the frigid old maid touch his cock. Little did he know.

Janet struggled to conceal her excitement as she unzipped his fly and tugged his pants down to his knees. He wasn't wearing shorts. His lust-engorged prick snapped free of its prison and almost hit her in the face. Janet eyed the seven-inch slab of meat and drooled at the sight of it. But she reminded herself not to show her arousal-or her experience. She began petting his cock in a clumsy hesitant way.

"Aw, shit, I should've known you wouldn't know how to do it," Les said with disgust. "Here, wrap your fingers around it, like this, and pump it."

He set her hand in place and showed her what to do-as if she hadn't done it hundreds of times with Ned Evans.

But she pretended to know nothing. When he let go of her hand, she kept her fingers curled around his hot throbbing prick and pumped clumsily but firmly. She hadn't touched a cock in a decade, and she could hardly conceal her excitement. She loved pumping the hard hot meat and feeling it pulsate against her fingers.

"Okay, teacher, lick it," Les ordered.

Janet shuddered, and he laughed. He thought she was disgusted, but in fact she was shaking with lust. She stuck out her wet pink tongue and began to lick the swollen head of his cock. For the first time, Les lost his cool. He gasped and moaned, and big hot bubbles of cream began to ooze from his piss hole. Janet couldn't resist lapping them up and eating them. She'd always loved the salty taste of cock cream.

"Yeah, teacher, lick my cock," Les groaned.

He was swaying dizzily, and he had to clutch her shoulders to steady himself. He breathed harshly, panting and moaning as her hot little tongue played allover the sensitive head of his prick. Fat wads of juice kept bubbling from his piss hole, and Janet greedily lapped up every drop of it, rolling it around in her mouth to savor the taste before swallowing. When Les spoke again his voice was hoarse with horniness.

"Okay, Miss Peters," he rasped, "take my cock in your mouth and suck it."

Janet drooled at that command. She opened her mouth and stuffed his cock inside, taking half of it and pumping the rest. She drew in her cheeks and began sucking, and Les moaned in bliss. She felt his palms start to sweat heavily as he clutched her shoulders. She sucked strongly, unable to hold back her hunger. It had been so long since she'd sucked and tasted cock.

"Ahhhhhhh, Christ." Les groaned.

He wasn't trying to act tough any more. He was just another horny teenaged boy. It was a very exciting moment for him, getting his cock sucked by his pretty English teacher. His meat throbbed heavily on her tongue, and she used strong vacuum pressure to suction the delicious juice out of his cock. Les soon lost all control of himself and began to fuck her mouth in quick short jabs.

"Awwwww, fuckin' shit, that's good," he cried.

Janet was creaming like mad as she sucked his throbbing prick and gobbled his helplessly bubbling cream. It brought back all those exciting times when she'd given Ned blow jobs and then he'd fucked her half the night.

She'd been so horny when she was a teenager, but she was even more horny now, thanks to those damned pills.

She felt like she could come just from rubbing her thighs together.

"Suck, teacher, suck," Les groaned.

She knew the lustily shivering boy was close to shooting his load. He gripped her shoulders tightly, almost painfully, and he groaned steadily as she sucked him off. He fucked faster and faster at her mouth, and soon he was hammering his swollen cock right into her throat. Then suddenly she felt the hot sting of jizz on her tongue.

"Awwwww, Christ, eat it, teacher, eat my come!" Les bellowed.

Janet moaned and gurgled as she let his steaming jizz pool in her mouth. She could make all the lusty noises she wanted to now, because Les was yelling so loud he couldn't hear her. She waited tin her cheeks puffed out, then had to swallow his jizz or drown. The frantically humping kid filled her mouth again and again with the molten salty liquid. Finally he went still and he didn't draw away.

"Keep sucking," he ordered breathlessly. I ain't finished with you yet."

Janet was delighted to hear that, but of course she didn't tell him so. She kept on hungrily sucking his jizz-soaked cock, and very soon she got a response. She creamed heavily as Les' tireless teenaged cock swelled in her mouth and mushroomed into her throat. When his meat was steel-stiff, he staggered back, pulling it from her mouth. He looked down to admire his spit-soaked hard-on. Janet looked too, boiling with lust.