Nick Eastwood - She seduced her teachers

"You're going to like this very much," he promised.

Shelly was too excited to reply. She shivered with lust as he slipped off her jeans and panties. He pushed her legs wide apart and ogled the juicy pink flesh of her gash. Then he folded back the golden fur of her bush and exposed the tiny hot button of her clit.

He jammed his mouth onto the rosy bud and started to suck. Shelly almost flew off the couch. The pleasure was instant and powerful. She slumped back, totally submissive, and whimpered in ecstasy as Gates expertly sucked her joy button.

"Ooooo, yeah, Mr. Gates! Suck meee!" she wailed.

Shelly adored having her pussy licked and sucked. It had driven her wild when Mr. Miller did it, and it was even more thrilling to get it from an expert like Mr. Gates. He started out slow and teasing, but soon he was sucking very fast, giving her a steady hot buzz of pleasure.

"Shit, yesss! Don't stop!" Shelly moaned hoarsely.

She closed her eyes and blotted out every other sensation. She didn't want to be aware of anything but the wonderful hot feelings radiating from her clit as Mr. Gates sucked the juicy lump faster and faster. Creaming helplessly, she soaked his face with the molten, sticky juice.

"Ooooh, yeah! I love it!" she gurgled.

Gates loved it, too. He loved young girls, and what he liked best of all was gobbling their hot tangy pussies. But Shelly was the most responsive hot-blooded girl he'd ever done it to, and he found her excitement catching.

Drooling all over her tasty clit, he sucked the pulsating lump faster by the second. Shelly squealed and moaned, and she kept blasting his face with uncontrollable floods of hot cream. Her swollen gash throbbed against his face. She was like a bomb about to go off.

"Ohhhh, Mr. Gates, honey, don't stop!" she whined. "Keep sucking me hard, make me come!"

Shelly just wished her friends could see her now. She was discovering so many fantastic ways to make love. There was a lot more to it than just kissing and fucking. She ached to tell her friends about her adventures.

But she'd promised silence. She dismissed the idea of telling and just let herself go with the searing pleasure she was getting from Gates' greedily sucking lips. He brought her to the brink of orgasm and sucked her over the edge.

"Ohhhh, fuck, you're doing it to me – whaahhh!" Shelly screamed.

Gates sucked hard on her squirting clit as she came, making her climax incredibly long and intense. Shelly sobbed with bliss, her body shaking with hot convulsions. At last she slumped back with a gurgle of satisfaction, and Mr. Gates got to his feet.

"This has been lots of fun Shelly," he smiled. "I'd really like to do it again soon."

He reached for his pants.

"But, Mr. Gates!" Shelly cried. "Where are you going?"

"I'd planned to play tennis," he reminded her.

Shelly pouted. "But I was just getting started," she said. "I'm still horny. Please, Mr. Gates, can't we get it on some more?"

Gates stared at her. He was used to horny young girls. There were dozens of them at St. Hilda's. Somehow their parents had the idea that if they just kept their daughters away from boys, the girls wouldn't think about sex. But it didn't work out that way.

Girls have natural sex instincts, hot young needs, that have to be satisfied, with or without boys. Nobody could change that. Sending them to this strict all-female school didn't help one bit. The girls just got horny and frustrated and, when Gates was lucky, they came to him for relief.

But in all his years of helping the girls at St. Hilda's, he'd never met a more naturally hotblooded and horny girl than Shelly. He'd just given her a superb head job, and it hadn't made a dent. This kid was just getting started.

"Please, Mr. Gates!" she moaned. "I'm so horny. I really need to get off again!"

Gates debated. He loved tennis, but there was something he loved even more. He studied Shelly's luscious cream-soaked teenage pussy, and he caught himself drooling. When it came right down to it, it wasn't hard to choose between tennis and sex.

"All right, Shelly," he leered, "I'll skip my tennis game today."

"Oh, thank you, Mr. Gates!" she cried. "I really appreciate it!"

"I just have to make a quick phone call," he said.

He wandered bare-assed over to the desk and dialed a number.

"Hello, Kevin?" he said. "Roger. Glad I caught you before you left the gym. I can't make our tennis game today. No, I've got a student to deal with."

Shelly clapped a hand to her mouth. He was talking to Mr. Miller! She prayed he wouldn't mention her name, because then her naughty scheme would be revealed. Mr. Miller would know perfectly well what she was up to with Gates.

"Okay, Kevin, see you tomorrow," Gates said, hanging up.

Shelly breathed a sigh of relief. Gates came back over to the couch, took Shelly's legs, and swung her into the position he wanted. She found herself on her back, one leg lifted up over the back of the couch and the other leg dangling off the edge.

Gates stood back and admired his arrangement. Shelly's luscious young pussy was fully exposed to his greedy eyes. He ogled the lust engorged pink flesh, its delicate fringe of golden curls, and the little trickle of pearly cunt juice seeping from her pussy.

"Excellent!" he grinned.

Then he got on the couch and knelt between her widely spread legs. He dipped his head down, and Shelly squealed with excitement when she felt his hot breath tickling her slit. He stuck out his tongue and started lashing it up and down her rosy pussy, and she groaned in ecstasy. Nothing could feel more exciting than this!

"Ohhhh, yeah, Mr. Gates, lick me!" she panted. "Lick me all over!"

Gates was hungry for her delicious teenaged flavor. He lashed his tongue all over the engorged and steaming flesh, into every hot cranny and fold. Shelly closed her eyes and whimpered in ecstasy.

"I love it!" she gurgled. "I just love it!"

She started creaming and couldn't stop. The thick molten juice poured from her cunt. But as fast as it came, Gates licked it up and gulped it hungrily. He couldn't seem to get enough of her tangy cream.

Shelly wished she never had to go back to class. She wished the school would blow up, leaving only Mr. Gates' office. She wanted him to go on licking her horny little pussy forever. It felt a thousand times more exciting than playing with herself.

When he'd licked every inch of her seething pussy, he zeroed in on one spot, the tiny near virgin opening of her cunt. He slipped the stiff tip of his tongue just inside the tight ring of muscles, penetrating her half an inch, and began to rim the juicy pit.

Shelly groaned with lust. It was a tantalizing sensation, feeling the pointed tip of his tongue zipping around and around the greedy mouth of her twat. She writhed helplessly. Her horny instincts took over, and she jerked her hips in a fucking motion.

She realized she was trying to impale herself on his tongue. She wanted it deeper in her hungry box. She wanted every inch of it inside her, just like a long stiff cock. But he kept to the very mouth of her cunt, teasing it with his swiftly rimming tongue tip.

"More, Mr. Gates, give me more," she whined. "Please, honey, stick it in me farther."

Gates gave a muffled groan of lust and felt his cock stiffening. He loved it when girls begged for more of his tongue. He knew he was a dirty old man but, damn it, that's what got him off – young girls just begging for his loving.

He inched his tongue just a little farther into Shelly's fantastically tight pussy hole, then rimmed some more. Of course that didn't satisfy her. He knew it wouldn't. He just wanted to drive her wild. She writhed with frustration and whimpered for more of his tongue.