Ray Todd - Teacher_s hot lesson

"Paul! Paul!" she screamed. "Keep suckin', baby! I'm gonna come… gonna come!"

Her body lurched frantically when the churning climax exploded throughout her entire body. With his wonderful lips glued passionately to her quivering pussy-lips, her mint was creaming hotly all over his tongue as it darted and swirled around deep in her Fuck-hole. She could feel his strong hands kneading the soft flesh of her ass as he pulled her dripping slit up tighter against his face. Marcia bad climaxed thousands of times in her sexually active life, but this was the most intense orgasm she'd ever experienced.

Slowly recovering, she was conscious of Paul's juice-drenched face nestled down between her legs. When he finally crawled back up into her arms, she was suddenly aware of his desire-hardened cock.

"Stick it in me, Paul," she softly whispered. "I need a nice hot fuck, and so do you."

Crawling down between her legs, he guided his throbbing shaft up into her juicy, spit drenched silt,

"Oh, yes," she shivered, feeling his big cock deliciously filling her cunt. "Now Fuck the shit out of me."

She wanted the sweet unhappy man to squirt all of his frustrations deep into her pussy.

Coming out of the bathroom after Paul had left for work that morning, Kathy threw herself onto the bed, tears flooding down her pretty face. She couldn't understand how her beautiful dream marriage had turned into such a horrible nightmare.

Kathy had been a teacher in a small-town school before she came to this city where she met Paul. Her life had been quite restricted, and although she hadn't been a virgin when they met, she'd only had two brief affairs in her life. It had been wonderful the way Paul had swept her off her feet. She loved the way he fucked her hard and long, bringing her to glorious orgasm every time they screwed. She had never thought anything could be this wonderful. She knew he W years older and had a eighteen-year-old daughter, but Kathy had quickly accepted when the handsome man proposed to her. She adored Jill, his lift le daughter, and the first months of their marriage had been pure heaven.

Sobbing on the bed, she clearly remembered that first horrible night. They had been lying in bed together, playfully exploring each other's roused bodies when Paul suddenly grasped her shoulders and pushed her face down toward his groin.

At first she couldn't. understand what he was doing until he grasped the base of his cock and pointed his prick toward her mouth.

"What arc you doing?" she asked.

"Suck my cock," he'd panted in a hoarse voice.

"What?"

"Suck me off, honey, a the man had gasped, grasping the back of her head, trying to force her mouth down toward his big lurching dong.

Kathy would never forget the revulsion she suddenly felt. She couldn't imagine that anyone but a filthy pervert would want a woman to suck his prick. She'd jerked her face away from his loins and slapped him soundly across the face. She could still see the shocked expression when she struck him.

"What's the matter?" he'd gasped.

"How could you be so depraved?" Kathy had sobbed, breaking into tears.

The girl had cried herself to sleep that night. She couldn't understand how any decent man could expect his wife, or any other woman, to perform such a perverted act. Wondering just how depraved her husband was, she lived through a hideous nightmare for the next few days, not allowing her husband to even touch her.

Later, when she resumed sex with him, the thought of what he'd suggested was always at the back of her mind. She kept wondering what kind of a man would want to put his filthy cock in a woman's mouth.

About three weeks later, they were in bed together, and in the heat of her excitation, Kathy had temporarily put the ugly incident out of her mind. Paul was passionately kissing her, and his finger was swirling around in her cunt, bringing her to a state of arousal she hadn't reached for days. It felt so wonderful, and she couldn't wait for him to shove his nice hard cock into her excited twat.

Thinking back on that night, Kathy could clearly recall how her little slit was itching to be screwed when he threw back the covers and crawled down between her legs. Anticipating the thrust of his cock, she was completely stunned when Paul had suddenly plunged his face down between her legs, sticking his tongue into her wet hole.

Kathy would never forget it. It was inconceivable that anyone but a depraved pervert would even think of touching a woman's pussy. with his mouth. She'd pushed his face away and jumped out of bed. Filled with revulsion, she ran. into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. Paul had argued through the door for over an hour, trying to convince her that oral sex was a normal thing that was practiced by almost all couples. Realizing that her husband had licked many pussies in his life, the girl had puke violently into the toilet.

That had been six months ago, and it was impossible for Kathy to forget it. Whenever he tried to kiss her, she could only think about his lips sucking on women's cunts. She knew their marriage was doomed, but site couldn't stand it when he came close to ha..

Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted when little Jill walked into the room.

"What's the matter," asked the child, seeing her stepmother's tear-stained face.

"Nothing, darling," answered Kathy, trying to smile. "I just don't feel very well this morning."

"We're both gonna be We for school," said the chili

Jill attended the junior high school that was just around the corner, and Kathy was an English teacher at the local high school.

"Gosh," said Kathy. "I didn't know it was so ate."

Hurrying down to the kitchen, she quickly prepared the child's breakfast, and got her off to school. With her own first class starting a little later, Kathy had no trouble getting there on time.

The day passed rather routinely until Kathy was eating lunch in the school cafeteria. She was just finishing when Chuck Fowler walked up to her table. She disliked the big unruly student, and was a bit annoyed when he approached her.

"May I speak to you?" asked the boy in a sarcastic voice.

"Can't it wait?" she said. "I have some things I must attend to."

"No, it can't," he growled. "Why did you flunk me in English?"

"Because of your grades," she answered. "It's that simple."

"No it's not, Miss Hot Ass," he sneered. "This will put me off the football team."

"I'm sorry," she answered, ignoring his vulgar remark. "But you rarely attended class and weren't able to pass your tests."

"Tough shit," he growled. "What's the football team going to do without me?"

"Probably quite well," was her answer.

"Listen," he hissed in a vicious voice. "My old man's on the school board and I'm captain of the school team, and no little blonde bitch of a school teacher is gonna flunk me."

"I already have," she quietly smiled, rising from her table. "Now if you'll excuse me." -

"I'll get you for this," he whispered as she walked away.

Later that afternoon, Kathy was called to the principal's office.

"Hello, Mrs. Carson," he smiled nervously when she entered.

"Hi, Mr. Langdon," she beamed, wondering why the man had called her in..

"I understand that you've flunked Chuck Fowler," he said.

"Yes, Mr. Langdon, I certainly did," the little blonde teacher replied.

"Why?"

"Because he was an intolerable student," she answered.

"But he's a helluva football player," laughed the principal. "The team's going to miss him."

"I don't care," Kathy defended herself. "He's a horrible boy."

"His father just called and said that you flunked him because you personally dislike him," he continued. "That's a serious charge"

"Certainly I dislike him," Kathy argued. "But it was for his grades that I flunked him, not because of my dislike."