Carl Burton - Sex teaching teacher

Rusty's salivary glands were working, and his taste buds demanded a treat. Having had a great deal of experience for a man of his age, he had progressed more rapidly than most rural playboys, passing in the last couple of years from the simple thrust-and-spurt phase of sexuality to that of suck-and-savor.

Bending into the V of Susan's stocking-clad legs, Rusty caught the scent of her thoroughly aroused vagina. She was a fastidious young woman, bathing carefully each day, so the aroma, though strong, was not stale. It was just as a worldly man liked it.

Rusty teased himself – and Susan – for brief moments by licking her inner thighs while continuing to inhale her marvelous fragrance. He ran his work-roughened hands up and down her outer thighs, across the tops of her stockings and along her smooth skin traversed by garters, enjoying a pleasure which most girls didn't offer because of their stupid adherence to pantyhose.

Susan squirmed.

Is he really going to kiss me there? she wondered wildly. Right ON it?

She had been treated that way only once by a man, and that was Uncle Harry. No! she told herself. I can't think about HIM! I can't!

Mercifully she didn't have to, because Rusty thrilled her by doing what Uncle Harry had done, thereby providing a new focus for one of the most exquisite sensations a girl could feel. A wet, warm, wiggly tongue parting the portals of her pussy, dipping in and finding her quivering clit, then licking that slippery nubbin until she felt like screaming and kicking at the stars.

Rusty savored the scent and taste of Susan's well-heated cunt, spreading its lips with his thick tongue and sucking up its sweetness. His nose burrowed in the thick tuft on her mons, where her fragrance clung to the wispy, curly hairs. Her scent and flavor so aroused the horny male that he couldn't spend as much time with his head deep between her thighs as he would have liked. His eight-inch cock demanded to be released from its prison… demanded to get into this girl and fuck her until they reached paradise together.

He straightened on his knees as much as he could, his bushy red hair pressing against the ceiling of the truck cab. Through bleary eyes, Susan watched him claw at the front of his jeans. Her furnace was hot – as hot as it had ever been in her life – and to say "no" at that point would have been out of the question.

Rusty's long, hard prick sprang out.

"OOOOH, GOD!" Susan exclaimed, and grasped it.

"Easy, baby… easy…" Rusty begged. "Ooh shit, let me get it into you!"

"Yesss!" Susan hissed, and took her hand away. She shut her eyes and heard herself say, "Fuck me! Ooh, damn it, FUCK MEEE!"

The man was wild with exultation as he scrambled forward between her upraised legs. Grasping his cock, he pointed the lengthy torpedo down into the girl's soft, slippery nest. The tip of his organ parted her labia, gaining partial entry. The thickness of his cockhead stretched her encircling warm flesh, and she gasped. Ready as she was, there was some hurt as the narrow mouth of her pussy accommodated the widest part of the man's organ. She had been used only a few times in her life, the last more than six months ago.

Rusty's cockhead was fully inside her now, and he was giving her his long, straight shaft.

"Oooooh!" she moaned with delight as his hardness sank into her.

"Jesus, you're tight!" Rusty said.

"Just fuck me, fuck me!" Susan panted.

"Christ, yes!" Rusty exclaimed.

He began to stroke, pulling and thrusting his, iron-clad cock in the young teacher's writhing, slippery hole. He drove deeper with every plunge until his balls slapped her anus and he was sticking so far up inside her that Susan imagined she could feel him in her throat.

Susan clutched his back. She clamped her stocking-clad legs around him.

They fucked with feverish need, panting and moaning and making the truck's seat creak. The warmth of the girl's encircling pussy and its snug slickness made Rusty's head light with ecstasy. His long, thick hardness stropped her clit just right and titillated every nerve-end in her vagina. She squirmed and thrust, her titties vibrating against Rusty's chest. His shirt scratched her nipples, adding to her stimulation.

Susan felt herself nearing a climax. Her fingernails bit into Rusty's back through his shirt. Her hot breaths exploded near his ear. He caught her scented earlobe in his mouth and sucked it.

He fucked her harder.

"OOOOOOH!" she cried, and her universe burst asunder in a dazzling display of out-rushing lights. Her belly heaved, her cunt clutching spastically on the man's fast-stroking rod.

She felt Rusty jerk inside her and heard his blissful groan as he shot his seminal bullets deep within her belly. She went into a second spasm of heaving and jerking. She panted and clawed at Rusty's back.

Then she was wholly spent and fell limp.

Rusty pushed himself up and looked at her.

"Was anything ever better?" he asked, and grinned gratefully.

Susan stared at him.

"What's the matter?" he asked. "You look funny."

"Get off of me, you pig!"

"Huh?"

"Get OFF!"

Susan began to beat at him.

"Well, for Christ's sake!" Rusty exclaimed in amazement as he pulled out of her and scrambled away.

Susan swung her legs around, jerking her skirt down. Her breasts were shaking nakedly, and she quickly pulled the top of her blouse up, forgetting about her bra, which was on the floor of the truck's cab.

"What the hell's the matter with you?" Rusty demanded as he pulled up his jeans and secured them. "You dug it! You can't kid me about that."

"It was dis-gust-ing!" Susan spat, and tried frantically to straighten her hair with her hands.

"Well, you're sure one crazy babe! That's all I can say. Your cunt was hot when I picked you up, and you fucked like a Goddamned rabbit. Now you're try in to tell me you didn't like it. Shit, you're sick!"

"Just shut up, will you? SHUT UP!"

"Sure," the man said bitterly.

He started the pickup.

"Oh, wait!" Susan exclaimed, staring through the window. "My panties!"

"Go get 'em," Rusty said.

The girl opened the door of the truck. Pushing an errant lock of hair away from her face, she climbed out and snatched her panties off the bush where they had hung. They had been out there like a signal flag, she thought, proclaiming to the world that she was rutting with a man!

"Well, don't look!" she snapped at Rusty, who grinned insolently as she prepared to step into her underwear.

Rusty looked away, then glanced back just in time to glimpse Susan's beautiful white bottom as she nudged her skirt up and pulled her pink panties into place. She snapped the elastic and let her skirt drop.

She was blushing as she climbed back into the truck cab.

"Look, I'm sorry this ended on a sour note," Rusty said as he backed the pickup around. He headed back up to the road. "I'd like to see you again."

"In a pig's eye!" Susan said, staring straight ahead.

"You figure I did you wrong, huh? I don't get that. You didn't try to stop me. I know something about women, and you wanted it!"

Susan knew what was true. She had wanted Tommy, but she had let Rusty seduce her. That made her a slut. Emotionally she reverted back to the day many years ago when her mother had caught her with Uncle Harry. Her mother had scolded her unmercifully and had told her to play with little boys and leave grown-ups alone. Susan was twelve years old at the time.

"Just take me home, if you will be so kind," she told Rusty sarcastically.

"Sure. But don't think I'm gonna leave you alone from now on. What we had there for a few minutes was too great! We're gonna do it again, baby, and even better. I'm gonna make you admit you like it."

Susan didn't reply. She tried not to think about what Rusty had said.