Norma Egan - Teacher turns on

"Bitch," he chuckled. "I wanted to save that cock-stand. I'm supposed to be proving something, remember?"

"Oh, you can still prove it, darling," Jane purred. "I'll help you."

Standing in front of him, she untied her robe and drew it open and let it slip from her shoulders. She was totally naked underneath. She saw Don's eyes widen in hot appreciation as the robe fell to the floor and revealed her magnificent body. She stood there brazenly, a little lusty grin on her face, and let him look.

His hot eyes focused on her big melon-size tits, when theft creamy smooth skin and dainty rose-colored nipples. Then his gaze traveled slowly down her sleek curved belly to the pretty little triangle of glossy brown muff-fur. Jane wantonly thrust her belly forward and parted her legs a little, giving him a peek at her luscious ripe red slit.

"It's all yours, darling," she purred, "every inch of it, now and forever. You can do anything you want with me, Don."

As she spoke, she watched his limp wet prick stiffen and rise into a heavy thick column of hard white flesh.

"Now prove your point," she said.

Dan's arm snaked out as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her roughly to him. She stumbled between his hairy hard thighs, and he closed them to hold her there. He buried his flushed face in her fragrant soft bush, breathing hot and hard. Jane felt a dizzying wave of lust, her eager pussy creaming a big flood of juice that trickled down her legs.

"Gee," Don teased, "I always thought you were a nice girl."

"Sorry," Jane laughed, "but that meek and respectable spinster schoolteacher has had hot pants for you since the moment she saw you."

Don chuckled. "It was mutual," he said. "The first time we met, I wanted to throw you down on the floor, right there in the principal's office, and ball you silly. I guess we haven't been communicating very well, lady."

"Let's communicate right now," Jane suggested wickedly. "What would you like to tell me?"

"This," said Don.

He pressed his face into her glossy brown muff again and stuck out his long slippery tongue and wriggled it down into the thick fur till he was tickling the small hot nub of her clit. His tongue tip pressed hungrily against the scorching-hot lump of flesh and flicked eagerly back and forth.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Jane gasped. "Oh, God, yes! Lick my clit darling, I love that more than anything. Oh, my God, yes!"

Don's hot slick tongue rimmed lashed and massaged her greedy little joy button, and Jane moaned with pleasure. Her aroused pussy creamed more and more floods of steamy juice that gushed down her inner thighs. She swayed dizzily in Don's embrace and clawed his shoulders. His lashing tongue thrilled her far more than Kirk's because she wanted him totally.

After a few moments of wicked tongue teasing, Don emerged from her moist deep muff and eased her onto the bed. Jane didn't need encouragement. She looked at him with hot wide eyes as he arranged her to his satisfaction. He laid her on her back and stuffed a pillow under her pert little ass, raising up her lovely scarlet pussy. He eased her legs far apart, bending them back at the knees, opening her completely to his horny gaze.

Jane felt no shame, no urge to close her legs. She felt that her whole red scorching-hot slit belonged to him and that she wanted him to feast his eyes on it. That was just what he did, hungrily taking in her little scarlet lump of a clit, her plump swollen pussylips with theft dainty fringe of brown curls, the wet shadowed mouth of her cunt, and the little light brown pucker of her asshole.

"Miss White," he said solemnly, "how'd, you like to have your pussy eaten?"

"I'd love it, Mr. Davis," she said primly.

Don chuckled and knelt between her soft pale thighs. His head dipped down into her steamy exposed pussy, and Jane creamed hugely just from the excitement of his hot moist breath fanning her aroused gash. Then she felt his firm lips sucking in the fat little bump of her clit, sucking it hard and fast and greedily.

"Ohhhhhhhh!" Jane wailed. "Yes!"

She went completely out of control, bucking her hips, screaming, clawing the bed, her hot pussy gushing out to soak his face. Dan's head bobbed up and down in her crotch as he sucked furiously on her erect and sensitive button. She almost fainted with pleasure, and in a matter of seconds she was having a body-rocking orgasm.

"Yes, yes,yessss!" she wailed. "You're making me come, darling, ahhhhhh!"

No sooner had her spasms died away than Don dipped his head even lower in her red-hot soaked slit and she felt his thick long tongue snaking right up her molten cunt. Although she'd just come like crazy, she was instantly aroused again, clenching anti squeezing his deep-thrust tongue with the satiny wet walls of her twat. He tongue-fucked her furiously, the long slippery organ jerking hard and deep in her creamy little hole.

"I can't believe this," Jane gasped, "but I'm coming again. Oh, ahhhh! Ohhhhhhh, yes!"

His tongue kept slamming deliciously inside her as she came, and when she was finished he tongued even lower in her flooded crotch and tickled the small puckered mouth of her brownie. Jane moaned with wicked lust. She screamed with pleasure and nearly rose off the bed as Don's slick long tongue crept into her tight little asshole.

"Oh, darling, that's good!" Jane gasped. "Put your tongue in my ass, yes!"

She wasn't sure how he did it, but in seconds she was having another howling climax. Don's thick wet tongue pumped deliciously in her tight steamy bunghole as the wonderful spasms shook her.

Finally she fell back limp and flushed and panting, and he raised his head and flashed her an impish grin.

"I imagine you'd like me to leave now," he teased. "You probably have papers to grade."

"Come here, dammit," Jane laughed, wrapping her arms around him. "You're not getting away till I'm thoroughly fucked."

"This is rape, you know," Don laughed, slipping his hard hot hands under her little round butt.

As far as Jane was concerned, this was the moment of truth. His foreplay had been delicious, the best ever, but would his fucking be the kind she had to have? She remembered the other time they'd done it, his gentle slow unsatisfying strokes, his all-too-quick climax. That wouldn't do. She had to be balled hard, thoroughly, savagely to satisfy all her long pent-up needs.

She trembled as Don fitted the huge hard purple head of his cock to her tiny but eager cunt mouth. He was trembling, too, at he pushed into her. It was slow, far too slow and gentle. Jane forced back tears of frustration. Eight inches of fantastic thick hard meat, and he wasn't using it. He was still treating her like a Goddamned china doll, as if she might break.

"Fuck me, damn it!" she groaned. "Really fuck me!"

Don looked down at her anxiously. "Honey," he panted. "I want to, believe me, but I'm afraid I'd be too rough."

"Do it, Don," she moaned. "Let's find out about each other. Everything. Right now. Do it just like you want to."

He saw that she really meant it. Then his long hard body was pressing hard on her, devouring her, and his giant cock began to slain in her tiny narrow cunt without restraint. Jane felt the breath knocked out of her, felt his huge iron-hard prick battering her womb, stuffing and raking her tight little box. He hadn't been kidding, it was rough. It was rough, and she loved it.

"That hard enough for you, baby?" he gasped almost angrily. "You getting it the way you want it?"

"Oh, my God, yes!" Jane screeched. "I love it, Don, it's perfect. Hard, yes, dammit, hard!"

He cast her one look of amazement and delight, then increased the tempo and force of his fucking till the bed started to creak and their bellies met in loud smacks. Jane moaned with joy and threw her legs around his pumping ass, digging his wonderfully long cock even deeper into her boiling-hot cunt. It was her dream-fuck, the kind she'd always wanted. Even Kirk at his most savage hadn't balled her like this.