Wesley Damon - Hot pants teachers

Ron laughed. "I don't know," he told her. "Why don't you measure it?"

"I'm going to," Sharon promised. "Next time I'll bring a ruler, but this time I'll just measure it with my tongue!"

The attractive teacher extended her tongue and flicked it over the head of the boy's cock with a moist swipe.

"Oh, wow! You're going to make, me have wreck yet!" Ron exclaimed in a loud voice, his hips jerking reflexively in response to her teasing tongue.

"You just watch the road," Sharon told him quietly. "And in the meantime I'm going to eat this nice big piece of meat!"

Ron could hardly hold still in his seat as she began licking his long, thick cock all over with her soft tongue. Although concentrating on the head and the area just behind the head, she licked it all over until the upright prick was gleaming with her saliva.

"You're driving me nuts!" Ron told her, trying to keep his eyes on the road as her busy tongue continued tantalizing him.

"Why don't you pull off to the side some place?" Sharon asked, letting her lips brush against the sleek crown of his rigid cock as she spoke.

In a few moments, the well-built young athlete pulled off the toad and switched off the ignition. With her head in his lap, Sharon could not see where they were, but that was of no concern at the moment.

"I want to get it in my mouth!" she told him. "But it's so darn big I'm not sure I can!"

Ron watched closely as she formed her pretty mouth into a wide oval and slipped it down over the head of his cock. Sharon could feel his body twitch with pleasure as her wet mouth suddenly engulfed the sensitive crown with warm moistness. The thick cock was not easy to accommodate, and she worked it in slowly. Realizing that she could easily choke on a hunk of meat that big, she did not overextend herself.

"Mmmmm!" Sharon moaned as she sucked contentedly on the throbbing cock.

"That feels great!" Ron exclaimed. "Boy, I never thought a teacher would be doing this to me!"

Sharon withdrew her mouth just far enough to permit her to swallow comfortably. Keeping the tip just inside her mouth, she turned her head and looked, up at him with a teasing smile.

"There's more than one teacher who'd just love to suck a cock like this, Ronnie!" she told him. "If you play your cards right, I might give you a few hints!"

She could see that the young man was more than a little intrigued by that remark. Before he could reply, she plunged her mouth back down over the sturdy head of his cock and began sucking on it. Ron's pleased gasp was quite audible and the well-built stud began thrusting his pelvis back and forth in response to her teasing caresses.

"Oh, man!" he exclaimed. "You really know how to turn a guy on!"

Sharon turned her head from side to side, allowing the thick muscle to explore the insides of her mouth from various angles. She squeezed one hand firmly around the solid base, holding it securely and feeling the power coursing through it. The virility and raw physical power in that rigid masculine muscle made her feel delightfully feminine, and she sucked excitedly on it until she became quite breathless.

"You sure we're all alone?" she asked without bothering to get up as she paused to catch her breath.

"Yes, don't worry!" Ron assured her. "This is just a side road and there's no one around."

"That's good," Sharon replied, rolling her tongue over the sleek head of his cock in a deliberately teasing manner. "Because I really want to suck this thing!"

Taking a deep breath and swallowing, she opened her mouth once again and worked it down over the head of his cock. This time she tried to see how far she could take it into her mouth. Working it in slowly, she soon found her jaws forced widely apart by the thick masculine shaft. What a mouthful! she thought to herself. In a few moments, the head was brushing against the roof of her mouth and felt about ready to penetrate her throat. Ron was watching her closely, she knew, and it was obvious that he was quite amazed by her ability to take his cock in her mouth.

"Geez, I never thought you could get it in that far!" he remarked.

Sharon slowly began moving her head up and down in his lap, sucking and continually flicking with her tongue with teasing swipes. Ron squirmed in his seat and continually rocked back and forth with virile thrusts, and it soon became apparent that he was fighting to hold himself back. The thought of getting creamed by that immense cock was quite exciting, and Sharon found herself plunging it as far into her mouth as she dared with each downward thrust of her head.

"Watch out!" Ron said in a quiet but excited voice. "Any second now!"

The first blast of warm masculine cream caught her by surprise, and Sharon jerked upward as the thick fluid splashed against the insides of her mouth. Breathless and gurgling, she kept her mouth in position as Ron's spurting cock gave her a mouthful of delightfully salty cream. The pretty young teacher swallowed and then began licking the remainder from his gradually slackening prick.

"Mmmm, I don't want any of this cream to go to waste!" she told him, working like a kitten until his cock was shiny clean.

"Man, that's what I call a real blow job!" the young athlete told her.

"I hope you enjoyed it!" Sharon told him with a teasing laugh. Sitting up for the first time in quite a while, she noticed that the car was parked along a deserted country road.

"Sure did!" he admitted.

Karen made sure that here skirt was pulled up over the taps of her dark-brown stockings. "Well?" she teased. "I hope I haven't put you out of action."

"No," Ron replied with a laugh. "I was just trying to think where we might go."

"I hope you think up something fast, honey," Sharon told him with a teasing smile. "My pussy's getting awfully itchy!"

Ron laughed. "Don't worry, I'll take care of that!" Ron assured her as he started the engine.

"Where we going?" Sharon asked.

"There's a shack down the road a couple of miles," he explained. "Hunters sometimes stay overnight in it, but there's probably no one around."

The small shack was not visible from the road and seemed ideal for the purposes at hand. An electric light provided adequate illumination and there was a large bed covered by a blanket.

"This is perfect," Sharon told him, looking around. "Why didn't you take me here in the first place?"

Ron laughed. "You had me too worked up to do any thinking!" he admitted.

Sharon flashed a smile at him. "Think you can get it up again?" she asked.

Ron's eyes narrowed as he watched her reaching for the buttons of her blouse. "Just wait and see!" he told her.

Sharon's cheeks felt pleasantly warm as she removed her blouse. She could see the well-built young athlete's eyes fastened intently on her nicely packed pink bra, and gave him a promising smile. Slipping off her shoes, she reached for the side of her skirt and quickly unfastened it. Gracefully stepping out of the skirt, she stood in front of him attired only in pink bra and panties, garter belt and dark-brown stockings.

"What's the matter?" she asked. "Are you afraid you'll catch cold?"

"I'll wait till you finish," Ron replied. "I like to watch," he added candidly.

"Hope you enjoy yourself!" Sharon teased as she sat down to remove her stockings.

Knowing that he was watching quite intently, Sharon made something of a production out of removing her nylons. She took each stocking off one at a time, slowly rolling the filmy hose down her shapely white legs in a deliberate manner.

Tossing her discarded stockings aside, the young teacher reached behind her back and unsnapped her brassiere. Watching him closely to observe his reaction, she teased for a moment and then let her full tits tumble from the cones of the bra.

Standing up, Sharon hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them off her hips. Drawing them below her hips, she released them and allowed them to slide down her pretty legs, where they formed a limp ring at her ankles. Stepping out of them and kicking them aside, Sharon could see the young man licking his lips as he stared at the pretty brown hair covering her cunt.