Steve Golden - Teacher with spunk

"Fucking right. And you look great in them. You look just like the young whore you are."

Becky smiled a little unsurely. She raised the dress till it was bunched up in her lap. Then she glanced at him for further instruction. When he said nothing she turned to one side and put one foot up on the desk. Her dress fell away from her hips, showing him one black garter stretched taut.

"Beautiful! Fucking beautiful!" he croaked. "You're a natural, little girl. You're going to be in every dirty magazine in the country."

His camera snapped over and over again. And Becky got into the spirit and let the straps of her dress fall off her shoulders. She wiggled her body, and the dress slipped down around her waist. Her huge tits were in the open, the nipples swelling, the areolas growing puffy.

"Yes. Oh yes," he growled. "Show those tits, girlie. Pull the dress off altogether. Show me your pretty little pussy."

Becky stood up and climbed out of her dress. Then she sat back on the edge of the desk, wearing nothing but the garter belt and stockings. She spread her legs wide and took hold of her cuntlips. As she'd done once before for him, she pried them apart and showed him all the bright pink skin inside.

He abandoned the tripod suddenly and came around to crouch in front of her with his handheld camera. He leaned in close between her legs and took intimate shots of her pretty pink pussy. She held the lips wide for him, letting him see the inner lips and the swelling bud of her clit.

"Can you see everything?" she asked sweetly. "Am I spreading my pussylips far enough apart?"

"Baby, I can see parts of you I never knew existed," he groaned, clicking his camera. "Touch your clit for me. Show me you masturbate."

Becky hesitated for a second. When she touched her clit she usually got so excited she was good for nothing. But gamely she brought down her finger and poked the small bud. She quivered but went right on touching it. He photographed the procedure in close-up.

"Playing with myself makes me wet," she moaned. "I'm going to get all wet and soggy."

"That's good. That's what I want to see, honey," he said. His camera clicked once again.

Becky diddled her clit back and forth for him. Her other hand came down and she stuck two fingers deep inside her cunt. The pink lips were indeed getting wetter by the second. Thick pussy-juice was oozing down from deep inside her. The cunt-flesh was soon glistening brightly.

"Wonderful! Wonderful!" Gerald encouraged. The lens of his camera was so close to her now it was damn near shoved up her aunt.

Her clit was swollen. It was nearly half an inch long and all pink and puffy. Her finger tweaked it for another second or two, but then stopped abruptly. Her breathing had grown ragged and she was staring down at him with glazed eyes.

"Mr. Hale, I can't keep this up. I'm going to cum and everything," she gasped. She pulled her grease-soaked fingers from her cunt.

"Okay, we'll let you take a break. Come into the bathroom again. There's something I want to do to you."

He moved his camera back from between her legs and stood up. He took her by the hand and escorted her into the tiny bathroom. It was a good thing he helped support her. Her legs were shaky and she wobbled from side to side as she stepped across the room.

"Fuck, I feel so nice. I guess when I'm a professional model I'll have to control myself better, huh?" she smiled.

"Don't worry about it," he soothed. "If you can cum in front of a camera you'll be a big success."

They were in the bathroom now and he lifted her up onto the cabinet beside the sink. From somewhere he produced a pair of scissors, and he began to snip away at the wispy curls of her pubic patch. She gazed down in amazement, watching her crotch hair fail onto the cabinet. She held her legs wide apart helpfully.

"Mr. Hale, what are you doing?" she asked. "What are you doing to my cunt? My goodness."

"What do you think I'm doing?" he leered. He snipped off several more curls, till her crotch looked like it had been chewed ragged.

Becky didn't answer. She just gazed down in amazement. Her eyes widened even farther when he produced a spray-can and fired thick white foam all over her crotch. Before she could react further he had a razor in his hand and was scraping it this way and that over her pubic mound.

"You're shaving me! You're shaving off my pubes!" she gasped, scarcely believing it was really happening.

"That's right, baby. A bare cunt is going to look really sexy in your photographs. You've got nothing to hide, right?"

He flicked the razor quickly, expertly, cleaning off great swaths of stubble from her crotch. Then he nudged her thighs even farther apart while he cleaned off on either side of her cuntlips. In seconds all her pubic hair was gone and he was swabbing her down with a damp cloth. He stood back and surveyed his handiwork with an odd smile.

"So what do you think? Do you like it?" He grinned. "Does it feel nice to have a bald, naked cunt?"

"It feels weird. It feels strange," she said softly. She stared down at her cunt as if it belonged to someone else.

Her crotch was pink and bare. The cuntlips looked even more puffy and swollen than they had before. The inner lips still stuck out in pulpy flaps nearly an inch long. Between them the button of her clit jutted free like a small cock.

"Okay. Back to work," he said. He grabbed her by the hand again and hauled her back into the office. He perched her back on his desk and handed her a long black object.

"Now what?" she asked, waving the thing about in front of her face. This was getting weirder than she'd ever imagined it would. Mr. Hale really was a strange guy.

"That's a dildo," he explained. "It's a fake cock. I want you to play with it. Suck it. Stick it up your cunt. I want to get some shots of you doing all that."

"Really? But look at the size of the thing. It's a foot long!"

"You don't have to use it all. Do what you can with it. Do your best. Come on, Becky baby. Think dirty."

Becky giggled. That shouldn't be too hard, she thought. She glanced at the huge black dildo for a second and then brought it up to her mouth. She licked the sculptured head and then folded her lips around it. She began to suck it gently, as if it were a real cock. The head and several inches of the shaft vanished between her lips.

"Beautiful, baby! Suck the fucker!" he urged. "Look into the camera the whole time. Let me see how much you're enjoying it."

She did as she was told, thrusting the fake cock back and forth in her mouth and gazing into his lens the whole time. He crouched in front of her, his camera clicking once more. Her lips were stretched taut around the huge cock. It soon shone with the wet of her mouth.

"Up your cunt now, baby," he instructed. "Shove the nice black cock up your pretty pink pussy. Fuck yourself with it."

Without hesitation Becky pulled the dildo from her mouth. She pointed it down between her legs and spread her thighs wide. She rubbed the huge head up and down along the slit of her cunt, bending the puffy lips this way and that.

"Ooooooh, fuck! Ooooooh!" she gasped.

She was touching her clit again and it was making her feel all melty inside. Her hand changed the angle of the cock and suddenly her cuntlips were folding down over the big head. She whimpered and moaned, forcing several inches of prick inside her pussy. Her clit ground along the upper part of it.

"Beautiful, baby! Shove it as far as it will go!" he encouraged. His camera was clicking crazily, recording the obscene penetration for all time.

Her wrist was twisting the shaft, corkscrewing it deeper and deeper inside herself. Five or six inches of it disappeared. She fell back on one elbow suddenly, her tits wobbling. She began frigging herself with the huge pole, sliding in and out of her cunt with quick flicks of her wrist.