Wesley Damon - Hot pants teachers

"Go ahead, Dale," she told him, wriggling girlishly under him and wrapping her arms and legs around him. "You're the first!"

"It may hurt," he warned.

"I want it to hurt!" she replied in an insistent voice. Biting her lip with anticipation, she eagerly awaited the thrust that would end her virginity.

Dale shoved forward forcefully and Sharon could feel the tearing sensation as her hymen gave way. There was a sharp stab of pain but it was transitory, and she quickly forgot about it as the thick cock began stretching her cunt for the first time. She had never teamed that it could be so exciting. In a moment, their organs were completely united and Dale was resting on top of her.

"Oh, Dale, this is wonderful!" Sharon exclaimed. "I love it!" Her fingernails scraped against his bare back and her legs coiled tightly round him.

His bare chest brushing against her taut nipples, Dale began pumping back and forth on top of her. Sharon gasped with amazement at the unexpected and intense pleasures produced by those simple, rhythmic thrusts. It was something totally beyond her previous experience and at first she could hardly believe that it could be so intensely exciting. Without even realizing what she was doing, she began rocking her hips back and forth under him.

I'm being fucked! she told herself. A beautiful young stud is riding on top of me and that powerful cock of his is driving me insane! Oh, I can feel it spreading the walls of my vagina apart each time he shoves it into me! I can't believe anything could really feel so good! Oh, am I ever going to have to make up some lost time in the sex department!

"Oh, Dale, you're driving me crazy!" she told him in an ecstatic voice.

With each forward thrust, Dale seemed to increase the tempo. His young body felt muscular and hard, and Sharon found herself, feeling blissfully feminine and submissive as she squirmed in response to the powerful thrusts that pinned her body firmly against the couch. Lubricated by her generously flowing juices, the thick cock slid back and forth inside her with delightful strokes that made her entire body tremble with excitement.

"Oh, oh! Dale, oh!" Sharon cried out. "This is beautiful! Keep doing it!"

Gradually letting himself go completely, Dale rocked back and forth with vigorous thrusts that sent his weight slamming down against her. Giving way to sheer physical abandon, Sharon thrust her hips wildly under him and clawed at his back to spur him on all the more. She knew she was acting in a purely animal-like manner, and had never imagined anything could be so savagely exciting. Dale suddenly slammed down against her with an final thrust and she felt a delightful warm gush deep in her cunt. Hugging her teenaged partner with complete abandon, Sharon found herself exploding with a delicious orgasm that sent unbelievable waves of pleasure racing through her entire body.

The two of them lay catching their breath for a few moments afterwards. Dale did not seem to want to disengage their organs and Sharon was content to let them soak together.

"You've been wonderful, Dale," Sharon told him. "A girl couldn't ask for anything more."

With some reluctance, Dale finally, dismounted and sat down beside her on the couch. "Boy, I sure never thought this would happen," he admitted, casting one more admiring glance at her nude body. "Why not?" Sharon teased. "After all, teachers get horny too, you know."

"I suppose so," he agreed.

"We better get dressed," Sharon told him as she gradually began to return to reality. "The maintenance people will be around any minute now."

Sharon could see that he was still watching her with obvious interest as they began putting on their clothes. A sudden thought occurred to her. "Would you like some type of souvenir?" she asked.

Dale nodded, but seemed embarrassed to say anything. With an understanding smile, the young teacher handed over her pink panties.

"Thanks," he managed, quickly stuffing the panties into his pocket.

"I should thank you instead," she told him.

"Perhaps another time…" he suggested tentatively.

"Of course," Sharon promised.

Among the four young teachers who had accepted positions at the rural school, Ruth would have to be considered the most appealing as far as the opposite sex was concerned. Her dimensions were an impressive 37D-24-36 and she was proud of them. Her legs were not the slender stems one might see on a professional model. They were full, ripe legs. Legs of a woman who was obviously built for sex. A man would have no difficulty imagining those legs wrapped around him in a passionate embrace. Men had been giving her admiring glances since her early teens, and Ruth knew how to use her feminine charms to get what she wanted.

Although Mr. Parker's criticism had persuaded her to dress in a somewhat conservative manner during the first few days of school, Ruth nevertheless had no difficulty attracting attention from the maturing young boys who attended the school. As she taught class and walked through the halls between periods, the young schoolteacher could feel the boys' eyes admiring her huge tits and shapely legs. She knew that at times boys deliberately followed her around just to look at her. Knowing that their eyes were intently following her every movement, she would deliberately walk with an exaggerated wriggle just to torment her admirers all the more.

Since her teens, she had enjoyed teasing and practiced it in a deliberate manner. For example, the stairways at the school generally ran up and down the side of a wall and were thus exposed on one side except for a railing. A young man standing on a lower level could obtain an intriguing view up a skirt if its wearer carelessly strayed too far from the wall while going up the stairs. Pretending that she simply was not aware of what she was doing, Ruth often made a point of walking up the stairs in a manner designed to permit the maximum exposure. The number of boys who invariably just happened to be around when she was ascending the staircase was always quite amusing and flattering. She had always thought it a little silly that the opposite sex seemed to get such a kick out of looking up a woman's skin, but she was not about to disappoint them if that was what they wanted.

After school had been open for a couple of weeks, Ruth reluctantly concluded that Donna had been right about the cock situation. Although she had been hoping that there might be eligible men available in the community, obviously there were none. Apart from one rather clumsy pass from a married faculty member, she had not received a single offer. There were a couple of notes from anonymous student admirers containing such romantic sentiments as "I would like to fuck you," and "You sure got big tits." But those notes, regardless of their obvious sincerity, were not legitimate offers.

Under the circumstances, the student body was obviously the only source available. Although not as inexperienced as her friend Sharon, Ruth was a little dubious about the sexual abilities of her young admirers. How many of them would chicken out if really given the opportunity to lay an attractive young teacher? Probably quite a few, she told herself. And how many of them would come right in their pants if they ever caught sight of pair of 37D tits? Probably quite a few more, she thought. But nothing ventured, nothing gained, she told herself. Besides, it might prove amusing, if not the ultimate in sexual gratification.

The opportunity came rather unexpectedly. One afternoon she overheard Howard Drake, one of her senior students, talking about going swimming in a lake which was apparently nearby. The remark stimulated her curiosity since she was unaware that there were any lakes for miles around.

"Howard, did I hear you mention something about going swimming in a lake the other day?" she asked him at the first opportunity.