Ray Todd: Family lessons

"Oh, shit," she squealed, feeling the entire length of his rigid cock rubbing against her quivering clit.

"D'ya like that?" he panted, lifting his hips still higher to put more delicious pressure on her tingling joy-button.

"Oh, sweet Jesus," she gasped. "You're the neatest fucker in the world. Just fuck, baby, fuck!"

"Hang on, honey," he gasped, his hard rod streaking wildly in and out of her sucking cunt. "Here it comes!"

"Oh, please," she squealed with delight. "Give it to me, baby!"

His hard cock rubbing deliciously against her clit sent Denise's sleek young legs thrashing wildly in the air. A thick stream of pussy-juice oozed out of her slit as the girl's cunt-lips sucked and grasped at his thrusting cock. Lifting his hips even higher, the elevation of his steel-hard shaft was almost suspending her ass in the air.

Denise was squealing with delight as the top ridge of his hard dick stimulated her shiny red clit. With her creamy smooth legs flailing wildly in the air, Denise frantically clutched him in her arms, covering his lips with her hot open mouth.

"Oh, honey," she moaned with passion. "I'm soon gonna come… soon gonna came!"

Fired by the beautiful girl's excitement, Carl began driving harder and deeper with every stroke.

"Oh, Mr. Stone," she whispered. "I love to be fucked. Christ, how I love fucking."

"It sure beats anything else," he gasped.

"Shit," she giggled, wrapping her shapely young legs around his back. "It beats everything in the world."

Realizing how much the sexy teen was enjoying it, Carl began driving deeper and harder into Denise's deliciously tight cunt. Because of her sexual skills, he couldn't seem to believe she was so young. From the way she was rotating her hips and thrusting her hot slippery crotch up to receive every plunge it was obvious this horny teenager was a natural born fucker.

"Faster, Mr. Stone, faster," she squealed, pounding her heels against his back. "I'm gonna come, honey, gonna come!"

Spurred on by the teenager's excited squeals, the teacher began driving his massive prick into her with all his strength. He couldn't believe the way Denise was enjoying this vicious fuck.

"Fuck, Mr. Stone, fuck!" she screamed. "I'm coming, honey! Christ, how I'm comin'!"

"Are you ready for my jizz?" he panted between hinges.

"Christ, yes," she sobbed, clutching him tightly in her arms. "Fill me, baby! Squirt me full!"

The room was filled with moans, squeals and the sound of wet flesh slapping noisily against wet flesh. Pounding wildly into the lovely young girl's scalding cunt, Carl was rapidly approaching his own climax.

"Fuck, baby, fuck!" she howled. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

On and on he went, relentlessly driving his tingling cock into the excited teen's horny fuck-hole.

"Give it to me!" Denise shrieked, feeling his steel-hard prick plowing into her sucking, grasping flesh. The intense ecstasy was almost more than she could endure. She loved being fucked, but today it was almost blowing her mind.

"Squirt me, honey!" she wailed. "I'm still coming! Bang me, baby, squirt me full of jizz!"

Her whole lascivious world exploded into a wild orgasm when she felt his thick hot cum gushing into her sucking fuck-hole.

"Oh, sweet shit!" she squealed, wrapping her smooth tapered legs tightly around him while her beautiful long hair flailed against her flushed, excited face. "I'm coming, honey! Christ, how I'm coming!"

Clinging tightly to him, her lovely body trembled and shuddered with ecstasy as his white-hot jizz continued squirting into her ravaged fuck-hole.

"Oh, God," she whispered, covering his lips with her hot young mouth. "That was so fucking wonderful."

When he drew his limp prick out and rolled onto his back, Denise scurried down and slipped his rapidly shrinking cock into her mouth. Sucking deeply, she drew out the last tasty drops from his wet flaccid prick.

"Oh, you sweet fucker," she whispered. "That was so wonderful."

"May I drive you home?" he asked when they were slowly dressing.

"No thanks," she smiled. "I feel like taking a walk."

"Doesn't your mother worry when you get home so late from school?" he asked.

"Shit, no," giggled the girl. "She's always too Goddamn drunk to know the difference."

"Doesn't she work?" he asked her.

"Fuck, no," she answered in a bitter voice. "How do you live?"

"Welfare."

"Are you sure you don't want me to drive you home?" he asked again, feeling bad for the young girl.

"I'm sure," she said with a wry smile on her face. "I'm in no big rush to get there."

"Well," he sighed. "I'll see you in class tomorrow."

"Yes," she said in a hallow voice as she turned and walked away. "See you in class."

After the frustrating evening in bed with her husband, Sylvia Stone was more restless than ever. Two mornings later she was sitting in the kitchen, wearing nothing but a dressing gown as she sipped her third cup of coffee. Wondering how much more of this sexual frustration she could stand, the ring of the doorbell brought her back to reality.

"Hello, Spider," she smiled, seeing one of her husband's students when she opened the door. He was a young teenage boy who often dropped by to see her when she was alone.

"Hi," he grinned. "May I come in?"

"Of course," beamed the woman. "Why aren't you in school?"

"I'm cutting class," he said, grinning lewdly.

"Oh, Spider," she giggled as they sat down together on the couch. "I'll bet you came over for a blow-job."

"Well, sorta," blushed the boy.

"Don't stall around," she kidded him. "Did you, or didn't you come over here to be sucked off?"

"Yeah," grinned the handsome youth. "I sure feel horny today."

"Now just take your pants and shorts down," she said in a soothing voice. "And I'll take care of that hot load for you."

"I hoped you would," he blushed. "You knew I would," smiled the teacher's wife. "Have I ever turned you down?"

"God, that's a beautiful cock," whispered Sylvia when he'd dropped his pants and sat down next to her again. "I enjoy sucking you off more than any of the other boys."

"Why?"

"Because you've got the biggest Goddamned cock in the world," she grinned. "And you're only a teenager!"

"Is it really bigger than most pricks?" asked the youth.

"A lot bigger," she assured him as she began sliding his foreskin up and down over his bulbous knob. "Have you ever fucked a girl with it?"

"Not yet," he grinned.

"Why haven't you?"

"I guess I'm sorta shy."

"God, honey," she giggled. "When word gets around about the way you're hung, every girl in town will be pounding on your door."

"Really?"

"There's nothing in the world I would enjoy more than being fucked by this big beauty," whispered Sylvia.

"Then may I fuck you?"

"No, darling, you can't."

"Why not?"

"It's bad enough that I suck all you guys off," she explained. "But I think too much of my husband to commit adultery."

"That doesn't make sense," sighed Spider. "Sucking a guy off isn't much different than letting him fuck you."

"You're probably right," she smiled. "But I still won't let anyone fuck me but my husband."

"Okay," grinned the boy.

"Now are you ready for your blow-job?" she whispered, lowering her face down into his lap.

Holding the base of his thick, hard prickshaft in her hand, Sylvia's tongue swirled wetly around the boy's massive cock-head. The big mushroom-shaped knob and the tightly stretched skin of his enormous dick were completely drenched with her warm spit. Closing her soft ovalled lips tightly around the head of his cock, Sylvia sucked deep and hard, excited by the way his body trembled with ecstasy.

"Oh, Mrs. Stone," he moaned. "That feels so fucking good."