Steve Golden - Teacher with spunk

"I'm going to cum! I'm going to spurt hot jizz all over your beautiful tits!" he groaned. "Are you ready?"

Paula didn't answer. She was still gazing down, watching his purple cockhead poke out from between her tits again and again. When he reared back and hauled his cock up from her cleavage, she seemed surprised. She saw him clutch his prick in his fist and start jerking off. Her eyes widened.

"Such big tits! Going to splatter them with spunk!" he gasped. His fist was a blur of motion along his prick.

A shudder went through him. His cock seemed to recoil in his fist. A jet of white cum two feet long looped out into the air and fell with a splatter across Paula's left tit. It hung on her skin a second and then split into three streams and flowed downwards.

"Sonovabitch! Oh fuck!" he howled. He squeezed his cock harder and angled it to one side.

A second long stream of spunk shot free, this one hooking into the hollow of her neck before slopping dawn between her tits. Then his cock seemed to be shooting several jets at the same time. The air was full of swirling silver strings, and they were all splattering down over Paula's big tits.

Her hands were cupped beneath her tits. She was holding them up and out, as if she wanted them to be soiled with his spunk. She gazed down in amazement as the silver loops fell onto her. Soon both tits were awash with cum. The silver slime was rolling down over both mounds in thick streams.

He shot out a jet that got hooked on both her nipples. The silver rope hung there, dangling between her nipples like a glittering chain. Then it snapped and fell slithering over her rib cage. The cum rolled on toward her navel.

"So much cum!" she mumbled. "So much hot cum all over my tits."

She couldn't take her eyes off her soiled tits. She watched the silver slime drool down her tits as if it were the most amazing sight she'd ever seen. And when he'd spurted his last jet, she stared at his cock anxiously, as if she wanted more.

"Oh yeah! Oh fuck, yeah!" he groaned, squeezing the dregs from his prick. He began poking her tits with his cockhead, smearing the jizz around and around on her skin.

She let him do as he liked. And when he finally pulled his cock off her tits she scooped her hands up and did a little smearing of her own. Her fingers were soon webbed with spunk as she rubbed his cum over her nipples and along the undersides of her tits. Her face was furrowed with concentration as she played the jizz about on herself.

They were both hypnotized at the sight of her tits dripping and glistening with spunk. Neither one of them noticed Gerald's face at the window. They couldn't know that he'd witnessed the whole scene, or that at that very second he was jerking off and spurting his cum into the bushes.

Gerald loved Paula dearly. The five years of marriage to her had been happy ones. But lately he'd been feeling the need for a little excitement in their lives. In their sex lives in particular. He was sure that deep down Paula felt the same way, though she'd never admit it. The problem was breaking her out of her shyness. She was so modest and reserved.

Now that problem had been solved, at least in part. All thanks to his old friend Hal. The dinner had been easy to set up, once he learned Hal would be teaching in their school. The sex had followed naturally, as he'd more than half expected. Watching his wife through the living room window had confirmed what he'd suspected for some time. Paula was ripe for a little extramarital fun and games.

And so was he.

He didn't tell Paula that he'd seen her with Hal through the window. He simply stayed away from the house for another fifteen minutes. Then he showed up with the promised bottle of wine. By then the two of them had cleaned themselves up and were in the middle of a discussion about school. The rest of the evening passed as if nothing had happened.

Paula seemed a bit nervous later, as she climbed into bed, but she made no attempt to tell him what had happened with Hal. Gerald was glad. He felt free now to have a little fun of his own. All summer he'd been waiting for this opportunity. He had the girl all lined up.

Her name was Trish. She was nineteen, and she worked as his part-time secretary down at the school. He'd recently been promoted to vice-principal, and this meant he got to spend most of every morning in his own private office along with his own private secretary. He'd had the hots for Trish for months, ad he was pretty sure she felt the same way about him. Now, finally, he could do something about it.

He rolled her into his office around ten-thirty and dictated a couple of letters. All the while he was watching her, trying to figure out the best approach. He had a hard-on in a matter of seconds, just from looking at her. There was a slit up the side of her dress and she had her legs crossed. He could see where the top of her black stockings was hitched to the elastic strap of her garter belt.

She returned his gaze. She kept batting her big blue eyes at him through her oversized gasses. Her tongue flicked out of her mouth every once in a while and she wetted her red lips, making them shine. Each time she shifted in her chair, her big tits wobbled inside her dress.

"Is anything wrong, Mr. Hale?" she cooed. "You seem awfully thoughtful this morning. No problems at home, I hope?"

"As a matter of fact, yes," he said, sensing his opportunity. "There are problems at home. I'm very upset with my wife." He got up from his chair and went around to sit on the edge of his desk in front of her. He spread his thighs, letting her get a good look at his bulging crotch. His hard-on was straining against the front of his pants.

"I think my wife is making it with another man. Can you imagine that, Trish? I think she's being unfaithful."

"That's terrible!" Trish purred. She put her pad and pencil aside and stared up at him. Again she batted her eyes and wetted her lips.

"What do you think I should do about it?" he asked. "It's all very upsetting."

The blonde secretary smiled and uncrossed her legs. She leaned forward in her chair and her big tits dented the front of her dress. She didn't say anything for a few seconds. Her eyes were locked on the mound bulging out the front of his slacks.

"I think there's only one thing for a person to do, when they find out their partner has been unfaithful," she said at last. "And that's for you to be unfaithful too. It even things out."

"Do you really think so?" he croaked. He couldn't take his eyes off her jiggling tits.

"Sure," Trish cooed. And very gently she reached out her hands and ran them up the insides of his thighs.

Gerald felt a tingle go through him. At last. It was happening at last. He was going to get it on with his stacked young secretary. And she seemed more than willing to get the thing started. He might not have to do much. He could always say later that she had seduced him, if anyone ever found out.

"I once found out that my boyfriend was cheating on me," she went on. "So I went right out and fucked three of his friends. I felt a lot better."

She rolled her chair closer to him, so that she was nestled cozily between his legs. Her hands continued to stroke up and down his thighs. She glanced up at him and smiled.

"So what do you think?" she purred. "Do you want to do a little cheating of your own? You seem to be ready for it."

She was again staring at the bulge in his crotch. And when he didn't answer, she took the tab of his fly between her thumb and forefinger and hauled it down. She unbuckled his belt and opened his pants up wide. He lifted his ass off the desk and let her pull his slacks and shorts down past his knees.

His cock was over eight inches long. It swayed down between his legs like a thick hunk of hose. Trish glared at it, her eyes widening. She worked his pants and shorts off altogether, and then she ran her hands up the insides of his thighs once more. She smiled up at him and winked.