Michael Scott - Sex teacher

"What was her cunt like?" she asked brazenly. "Hot and luscious? Really tight – or good and slippery, all wet with her fuck juices? Did you screw her? Or did she blow you? Did she suck your cock and swallow down all your hot come?"

Angela used the obscene expressions with calculated effect, feeling a sharp thrill go through her pussy as the boy's gigantic cock grew even harder in her fingers and pulsed with desire. The creamy drop of sperm oozing out of the slit was large now, but so thick it didn't drip down the shaft. Eagerly, Angela flicked out her tongue and licked it up. Jeff groaned as her agile tongue swabbed his penis!

"She was – she was pretty fucking hot, Ms. Sutherland!" he grunted. "She, uh, she went down on me a little bit, but she wouldn't let me fuck her throat or come in her mouth."

"Dumb bitch… do you want to come in my mouth?" Angela asked quickly.

Tantalizing him, she swabbed her wet tongue around his throbbing cockhead, then dipped her head lower and kissed his large, hairy balls, using her tongue-tip to tickle them. She had already gotten him so hot she knew she could get him to gush a torrent of potent young sperm into her mouth in less than a minute.

"Yeah, sure!" Jeff grunted.

A moment later he gasped as she hungrily seized almost five inches of his solid, pounding prickshaft in her mouth and began to suck it. She jerked his ramrod back and forth and whipped her mouth back and forth over it in a frenzied tempo.

Her pent-up lust erupted with total abandon, but even in her uncontrollable passion, the lust-inspired teacher was comparing, calculating, and savoring every burning inch of the hot young cock in her mouth. Jeff's was definitely bigger than Derek's, she decided. He was a bull, with balls the size of two small grape-fruits!

No slow, dreamy, coaxing blow job would do for this stud, Angela decided, even if she was in the mood to take her time and make it last – no, she wanted his boiling come in her mouth and throat fast, stinging her tongue and burning her stomach! Then – once she had successfully blunted the edge of his lust – she could make love to his blood-engorged bludgeon at her leisure, until she fainted from coming so many times, if she chose.

Jeff, an athletic type, was never much for words: he merely groaned and gasped, and held her head firmly in his huge hands, as he fucked her hot mouth and yielding throat with horny eagerness, thrill after electrifying thrill rushing through his hard, throbbing dick. Angela fed upon it furiously, barely able to keep her fingers around the thick base of it because she had stuffed so much of it inside her yawning lips.

"Coming!" Jeff grunted loudly. "Oh, lady – that's so hot and wild! I'm going to! I'm coming! Take it, I'm coming – ah, shit yeah!"

Low, wanton sounds emerged from Angela's throat the moment Jeff began to spurt and fuel her lust with his liquid potency. For almost a full minute he shot off into her frantically sucking mouth; and, gulping greedily and not a little desperately, Angela took it all, even though she thought at first she might choke on the salty flood as she pumped her lips passionately up and down on the emptying cockshaft. Limp, his huge prick still filled her warm mouth completely.

Panting, the teacher straddled Jeff's hips as she sat on the couch, facing him. She lewdly rubbed her hot, wet cunt over his cock while she cupped and hefted his balls. Using words as well as the physical stimulation of her wet, throbbing pussy, she got Jeff hard again in less than a minute.

"I love your big hot cock, Jeff," she whispered, snaking her tongue around inside his ear. "I bet you just drive those juicy little pussies crazy with it, don't you, stud? What's the youngest cunt you've ever plugged – sixteen, seventeen? Was she tight and hot? Tell me!"

Whoever this hot-breasted, madly-aroused and fantastically sexual nymphomaniac was, Jeff knew it couldn't be Ms. Sutherland, his teacher! She looked completely different, behaved differently, and, in fact, made his favorite pieces of ass to date seem virginal and lifeless by comparison.

Maybe she was a schizo, Jeff speculated… he didn't know the exact meaning of the term, but vaguely associated it with having a split personality. His cock swelled up hard and boiled inside with lust in seconds; but still Angela teased him, rubbing his knob with diabolical slowness against her wet, slippery cuntlips.

"She was eighteen," Jeff stammered, slipping his hands under Angela's blouse to knead her ripe pear-shaped breasts. "Her pussy felt pretty tight, Ms. Sutherland, but – so help me God! – she wasn't half as hot as you are! Oh, shit, that's good! Hey, that's – uh! – that's some real hot juicy pussy you've got there, all right – oh, hell!"

The moaning teacher had suddenly caught him by surprise, sliding her juiced-up cunt down on his cockshaft almost to the hilt in one lunge!

Angela let out a most unlady-like yelp of mingled pleasure and joy – his prick-shaft felt like a heated baseball bat rammed up into her tender slit! – but quickly, as her hot pussy fluids began to flow freely around its bulk, the sobbing woman began to fuck her twenty-year-old, well-hung stud in earnest, riding his cock with gloating delight.

She sucked in her breath as she swung her cock-engorged cunt to and fro in wide, lubricious circles, feeling Jeff's thick tool rub against every inch of her heatedly suctioning pussy.

Then she shifted to a rapid back-and-forth hunching and jerking of her hips, screaming with passion as his massive instrument gouged out her tight vagina mercilessly. Accompanying every hot thrill was that same delicious, guilty sense of urgency, as though the two of them might be caught fucking so shamelessly any second and so would have to take their pleasure as quickly as they could.

His brawny hands still groped her swollen, heaving breasts beneath her blouse – Jeff was used to petite, just-budding tits, and thought that Angela's more mature mounds felt like two overripe melons in his fingers. Her nipples burned against his sweaty palms, and her steadily oozing cunt gripped his prick savagely as she clawed at his back and muttered incoherently:

"Oh! Ah! Love young cock, young pricks!" Angela cried. "Love to fuck, baby! Yes, yes, oh God yes, fuck me, yes! I'm going to fucking come! Oh, shit! Yes! I'm starting to, I'm starting to come – oh God, oh Christ, so fucking good! I can't stop it, I'm coming like crazy, oh fucking Jesus Christ I love it, I love it, God damn it, I love to fuck!"

Angela pumped her soaked cunt violently up and down on Jeff's colossal column of steely flesh as she made loud, obscene moans and cries. Her vagina tightened up almost instantly, then spasmed in fiery orgasmic throes.

Since the night before, she had discovered that each orgasm seemed to be more complete, more thrilling and satisfying, than the last… each mad, abandoned fucking session was more shattering and made her sex-starved cunt want more of the same! God, was there no end to her newfound depravity, to her lust for sex?

"Still coming!" she screamed, exulting in her responses. "Christ, yes!"

"Me, too!" Jeff groaned, as his prick exploded inside her ferociously spasming vaginal muscles.

Her sweating ass cheeks slapped loudly against his thighs as she rode him through her orgasm, screaming hysterically with bliss; Angela gasped, her entire body writhing and shuddering as Jeff's come spurted hot and generously deep into her pussy. Long after the boy had stopped ejaculating, the moaning, shivering teacher flexed her glutted cunt around his deflating penis and caressed him with frantic, restless fingers.

"How was it?" she asked hoarsely as soon as she could draw a full breath. "How do I stack up against your eighteen-year-old slut girlfriends, Jeff? Am I a good fuck? How did my pussy feel around your prick? Was it nice and hot and juicy to fuck into?"