Steve Golden - Teacher with spunk

"Yes! Fuck me, you bastard!" the redhead groaned. She heaved her ass back onto his prick.

"Sluts! Such fucking hot and horny teenage sluts!" he moaned. He gushed out the last of his cum into Becky's oozing pussy and slowed down his humping motions.

"And you love us, you sonovabitch," Becky grinned. "You just love freshly shaved teenage cunts."

Hal had said he'd be over around three on Sunday. When the doorbell rang at quarter to, Paula answered it, fully expecting to see him. Instead she found herself staring at the handsome figure of young Chet, the student she had fucked in his car a day or so back. He wanted to see her very badly, he said. It was very important.

Reluctantly, she let him in. It wasn't that she didn't want to see him. But her mind was full of other things. Like her wild session with Trish the other day. And the fact that her husband hadn't come home last night. She'd been looking forward to talking with Hal about all this. NOW here was young Chet, looking like he wanted to fuck her on the spot.

He did look very sexy, Paula had to admit. He wore a bulging muscle shirt and a pair of tight blue jeans. The mound of his crotch looked very inviting. But she forced herself to look away. She couldn't very well fuck Chet with Hal due any minute.

"Is your husband home?" he asked, glancing nervously toward the back of the house.

"No… he's out," Paula answered, not wishing to reveal anymore. She really was beginning to wonder where Gerald was. She knew he wasn't with Trish.

Chet grinned. He seemed to relax for the first time. He came over and stood in front of her, his crotch pressing against her belly. He placed his hands on her hips and made a move to kiss her.

She resisted a little. She did a bit of squirming as his arms circled her. But her heart wasn't in it. She soon opened her mouth and let his tongue probe inside. She sighed as his hands slid down to her ass. He squeezed her asscheeks and pulled her crotch humbly against his own.

"I'm glad we're alone. I can't get you out of my mind, since the other day," he gasped. He began to lick her neck and his fingers squeezed her asscheeks even harder.

"But Chet, I'm expecting a visitor," she panted. "We can't do anything right now."

"Tell your visitor to go take a flying fuck. I want to eat your cunt!" Chet pinned. He brought one hand around in front of her and felt her crotch through her dress.

Paula giggled in spite of herself. Then she sighed as Chet's hand probed more harshly through her dress. Suddenly he was raising it up her legs with one hand. With the other he reached under to touch her cunt.

"No panties! You're not wearing any panties! You were really expecting a fuck today from somebody, weren't you?" he asked.

Paula groaned. If a teenage boy could predict her moves, she was in more trouble than she realized. But she spread her legs and let him pry the lips of her cunt open with his fingers. He dipped his forefinger deep inside her and she squirmed on top of it. She was such a pushover lately, she thought. When it came to sex, she was willing to try anything outrageous.

Her cunt started to cream. And she was on the point of lying down on the coffee table so that he could sink his mouth onto it. But at that second the doorbell rang again. Chet pulled his fingers from her crotch and jumped back as if he'd been burned.

"Shit, you weren't kidding, huh? You really do have a visitor," he gasped. He moved over in front of the fireplace and stood there looking uncomfortable.

Paula flushed. For the last few minutes she'd actually forgotten all about Hal. She drew her dress down into place and went to let him in. She wondered vaguely how she should explain Chet's presence. Her cunt felt all wet and melty between her legs.

She brought Hal into the living room and started to introduce him to Chet. But the two men grinned at each other warmly. Chet was in one of Hal's classes, apparently. He had impressed the older man with his easy-going manner and his obvious popularity with the girls. The two of them already seemed to have some kind of understanding.

"Chet makes my classes entertaining, to say the least," Hal explained. "Do you know that while I was teaching the other day he had his hand in Celia Robson's pants?"

"Oh really?" Paula leered. "He gets around, doesn't he? When you rang the doorbell he was doing something similar with me."

"Yeah," Chet laughed. "Except that Mrs. Hale here doesn't wear pants!"

The three of them fell silent suddenly. Hal gazed at Chet then at Paula, putting two and two together. Chet stared at Hal, glad he'd been able to impress the older man yet again. Paula looked at both men with a strange light in her eyes. A lewd thought was forming in her pretty head.

"I don't suppose the two of you would be interested in… sharing me?" she said quickly, before she could think twice about it.

"Sharing you? You mean a threesome?" Hal gasped.

"Yes. I've never been with two men at the same time. I think it's something I'd like to try."

Even before the words were out, she was blushing. She couldn't believe she was suggesting such a thing. But her cunt was wet. She was in a daring mood and had been ever since her recent session with Trish. The suggestion was out before she could consider the consequences.

"I'm game." Chet said, grinning. "I'd love to see you trying to handle two big cocks at the same time. What are you waiting for?"

He made a move toward Paula then paused, looking at Hal. The older man was staring at her as if he was seeing her for the first time. It was hard for Hal to believe that only a matter of day before, Paula had been the shy little teacher, resisting him as he tried to seduce her at dinner. Now here she was suggesting that two men fuck her at the same time. She was one very interesting lady.

"Sure, why not?" Hal said at last. "If that's what you really want."

"I really do want to try it," Paula said. "But let's go into the bedroom, okay?"

She led the way. And while the two men stripped off their pants and shirts, she slipped out of her dress and stood at the foot of the bed wearing just her black garter belt and stockings. She began to breathe heavily. Her eyes never left the crotches of the two men as they undressed.

"Two cocks at the same time. I don't believe this," she muttered. She sank to her knees at the foot of the bed as the two naked men approached her.

Their cocks were stiffening already. They swung heavily from side to side as the men moved. Paula reached for them and squeezed them in her fists. Then she heaved them up toward her face and held them on either side of her mouth. Her tongue flicked out and she began to lick each of the purple cockheads in turn.

"This is so dirty! I feel like such a slut!" she mumbled. She sank her mouth down over Hal's cock and began to suck.

"You are a slut, Paula!" Hal said, gazing down at her bulging cheek. "You're a horny, cock-loving bitch and you might as well face up to the fact."

"Yeah! She's one hot and horny lady, all right!" Chet said. He shoved his cock through her fist and poked her cheek with the head.

Paula moaned. Not only was she enjoying the cocksucking, but she was also loving the way they talked about her. It was thrilling to have them call her names. This whole situation was too erotic for words. Her heart was pounding with excitement.

She pulled her mouth off Hal's cock and sank it down over Chet's prick. Her head bobbed up and down. Her fist squeezed the base of the shaft and milked it. She was moaning softly the whole time, as if she still couldn't believe what she was doing.

By the time she drew her mouth off Chet's prick, it was fully erect and hard as granite. So was Hal's. She shucked them up and down in her fists for a few seconds, glaring at them with a wild light in her eyes. Then she gazed up into the men's faces and laughed out loud.