Ted Leonard - Turned on virgin

Barrett stiffened in the chair, his body jerking, and he let out a howl as Cindy's greedy, sucking mouth drove him to orgasm. He gazed hotly down at her pretty head and was amazed at her sucking ability, her desire for a man's prick, and her eager willingness to give him pleasure. Her expert sucking transformed his passion into raw lust.

"You lovely cocksucker," he growled. "Suck it, suck it!" He grabbed her face between his big hands and pulled it to him, at the same time thrusting his hips forward, burying his cock in her hot mouth and fucking her throat, panting and gasping. "Keep sucking, you sweet bitch. Get it! Eat my come, you cock-teasing slut. Here. Take it!"

His head jerked back and he bared his teeth as an animal yell escaped his throat. His rigid, aching cock pumped wads and wads of hot come into Cindy's sucking mouth. The burning jism ripped out of his loins, crazing him with lust for Cindy's young mouth.

Cindy was delighted by his passion, his great need for her sucking, and by the fantastic amount of come that gushed into her mouth. She swallowed mouthful after mouthful, filled with wonder at his supply, and she moaned hotly as she came on her fingers, thinking how his rigid cock would feel in her cunt, gushing like this. She sucked and licked until Barrett's cock was tamed, unable to spurt another drop of come, and then she licked it clean, emitting little moans of pleasure as she did so.

When she peered up at the gasping man, she smiled and cooed, "Did you like that?"

"You're amazing," Barrett replied breathlessly.

Cindy rose to her feet, pleased with herself. "I owed you that," she said softly. She reached behind her neck and unzipped her dress. "And now I'm going to give you the rest that I owe you."

"Cindy…" Barrett gasped, watching her pull her dress off.

Cindy dropped her dress to the floor and stood in all her naked beauty before him, pretty legs parted so he could view her moist, pink cunt. She smiled at him. "This is what you've been trying to see, isn't it? Well, it's all yours. My mouth, my tits, my cunt, even my ass. Do you like my ass?" She whirled around and displayed her naked rump to his gaze. She smoothed a hand over the cheeks teasingly and cooed, "Would you like to fuck my ass? I'll let you if you want to. I'll let you do anything now."

"Jesus Christ," Barrett groaned.

Cindy faced him, cupping her tits invitingly.

"You're really a very nice man," she said as she advanced to him. Her arms circled his neck and she straddled his thighs. "I owe you so much," she whispered, gently rubbing her wet pussy over his cock. "We'll have lots of fun, you and me. And I'll never tease you again."

Cindy reached down and grasped his hardening prick, milking it. Giggling at its fresh stiffness, she held it tightly and lowered her cunt-hole down onto it. "Mmmmm," she moaned, settling on it, "how nice. Eww, how deep you get. Ohhh, fuck me, Mr. Barrett, fuck me! Ew, ew, ewwww, let's fuck and fuck and fuck. Oh, golly, it's so big again. Ewww, give it to me. Please, please. Kiss me, lick my tits, suck my nipples, fuck me! Ohhh, drive me crazy for it, Mr. Barrett! Make me like it. Ohh I want it, I want it!"

Cindy grew so exuberant about the fucking that she had the poor guy pinned down on the chair, a slave to her lust instead of the other way around. She used him. Shoving a tit into his mouth, she forced him to suck her nipple. Her arms strangled his neck, and her hot gushy cunt slipped and slopped up and down on his rigid, fucking cock until she was gasping loudly, fucking wildly, jouncing and bouncing on his lap, squirming and twisting and tuning and moaning hotly.

"Fuck meeeeeeee…" Cindy cried as, ramming herself down on his lap, Barrett's monstrous cock ripped into her womb and shot a fiery load of come into her, sending Cindy into frantic quivering and jerking. "I'm commmmmming!" she squealed with delight, and her juicy cunt flooded his spurting prick.

"Oh, oh, ohhhh," Cindy moaned, shaking all over, giggling and laughing and still fucking. "You wonderful man! Ohhhh, how could I ever have run away from this? Ew, ewww, how niiiiiiice, mmmm, more, more…"

Cindy really did want more. She was now ripe for fucking, but just at that moment a new sound came to their ears. "Ralph? Ralph?" It was Mrs. Barrett. "Ralph? What's all that noise?"

"Oh, damn, damn, damn," Cindy whimpered. "She heard me. You got me so hot and I was coming so good that I lost control of myself." She suddenly kissed his mouth, giving his tongue a few little licks with hers. Then she drew away from him, leaving his cock spent, pink and dripping with their combined juices. As she hurriedly slipped into her dress, pussy-juice mingling with Barrett's hot come oozed down her inner thighs.

At the door, breathless, Cindy whispered, "Maybe we can meet somewhere. There's a lot of other things we can do now that we're friends." She started off, but paused to look back. "I love your cock," she cooed. "It's kind of nice having a prick like that right next door."

"Anytime you want it, Cindy," Barrett said with a grin. His lewd eyes burned into Cindy's swinging little ass as she pranced away from the house. He grasped his half-hard cock and thought about what he was going to do to her the minute he had the chance.

Ned Laketon was in his recliner reading a fuck book. Wearing only Bermuda shorts, his hand under the book was nursing his hard-on, teasing the wet head of it in his pants leg. He paused to turn a page and to adjust his glasses on the slippery bridge of his nose. His hand had returned to his cock when the doorbell sounded.

He had no intention of answering the door with a tell-tale hard-on poking in his shorts, so he concealed it with the open book and called, "Come in."

The door opened and Cindy Simpson entered, a bundle of curves in old denim cutoffs and a blue halter – two small triangles cupping her firm young tits.

"Why, Cindy," Ned exclaimed, genuinely surprised to see her. "What brings you to a teacher during vacation? I should think you'd be out of town somewhere, soaking up the sun."

"Hello, Mr. Laketon," Cindy smiled as she shut the door. "Is Mrs. Laketon at home?"

"Uhh, no, why?" Ned asked.

Cindy stepped a little closer to his chair. "Because I didn't come to see a teacher," she said, gazing at the sparse black hairs on his chest and legs. "I came to see a man. And I am going on vacation. Tomorrow, in fact. But I wanted to see you before I left. And not about school."

"About what, then?" Ned queried as coolly as he could, tearing his eyes away from her ripe tits. "Are you having some trouble?"

"Only with you," Cindy said.

"Me?"

Cindy glanced at a chair. "Can I sit down?"

"Uhh, yes, yes, of course. But what do you mean?"

Cindy perched her ass on the edge of the seat and looked at him. "Mr. Laketon, I know you stand over my desk in class so you can look into my dress at my titties. And I know you gave me the stockroom job all year so you could hold the ladder for me and look up my dress. And I know why you keep one hand hidden under your desk all the time."

Ned's brow creased in a deep frown of puzzlement. As a high school teacher, he was used to teenaged girls saying unpredictable things, but this was too close for comfort. What was going on here? Was Cindy's mother outside, ready to charge him with molestation or something? He decided to play it cagey.

He flashed what he hoped was a nonchalant smile and said, "AS to the first charge, it so happens that you're the only girl in class who comes to school braless and wearing dresses a guy can look into. As to the second charge, you're the only girl cock teasing enough to climb a ladder when she isn't wearing panties. And as to the third charge, you've been driving me crazy all year and no wonder my hand's under the desk." Losing his cool entirely, he blurted, "You're still driving me crazy, so get the hell out of my sight!"