Pamela Cooper: Desperately sucking teacher

Vivian Glenn walked rapidly back toward her classroom. Her heels clicked loudly, sending echoes through the deserted halls.

Damn these late meetings, she thought to herself as she glanced hurriedly at her watch.

Her kids, Andy and Christy, were probably already home. Andy would have gotten out of football practice by this time. He might have stopped off at the diner for a Coke with his friends, as her daughter might have done as well, but they would both get home expecting her to be there with dinner prepared.

Oh well, she thought, it'll do them good to have to fend for themselves for a change. At least, it'll do them no harm. That's funny, I don't remember locking this door. Shrugging, she reached into the pocket of her skirt for the key and opened the door.

For a moment, the beautiful teacher stood there frozen in shock. She couldn't believe the scene taking place in her own room.

Connie Jackson was on her knees on the floor. Her sweater and bra had been discarded. The teenaged girl was a perfect picture of lust. Jack Gibbs' cum was spread in a glistening sheen across her young face. A stream of cock cream shone in her dark hair like pearls of jism, and thick gobs of the boy's cum dripped from one of the girl's swollen nipples.

"What the hell's going on here!" Vivian demanded.

For an instant, the lovers were motionless in their positions. Jack's hands were still on Connie's head, and the girl remained kneeling and clutching at the boy's prick with the cock knob resting against her full lips. Suddenly, Connie smiled mischievously. She picked up her sweater from the floor and used it to clean the cunt from her face and tits. Then she pulled it on over her head, stretching and arching her back so that her tits stood out proudly.

"What the hell do you think's going on, Mrs. Glenn?" Connie asked. "I just finished sucking Jack's cock."

"I can see that, Connie," Vivian said. "What I want to know is why."

"Because I like sucking Jack's sweet cock," the girl laughed, standing close to the handsome boy and giving his huge prick an affectionate squeeze.

The youth leaned over to whisper something into the girl's ear.

"Sure, honey," Connie said.

With that, the girl turned and walked from the room, ignoring Vivian as if the woman wasn't even there. The teacher stared openmouthed at the girl's back as Connie walked out.

"We'll go into this tomorrow with the principal," Vivian said, turning her back on the boy and reaching for her satchel and papers on a high shelf along the wall. "And for God's sake, put yourself back into your pants."

She didn't hear the boy as he walked quietly up behind her.

"What's the matter, Teacher?" he said, reaching around Vivian and pinning her arms to her sides. "You act like you've never seen a nice big cock being sucked before."

"Dammit, Jack," she said, struggling vainly to free herself, "get your hands off me!"

She could feel the boy's rigid prick pushing against her firm ass. He pulled his left hand and arm back and between Vivian's left arm and back, and then reached across to grasp her upper right arm from the inside so that the woman was effectively held helpless, even though his right hand was now free.

"Now," he said, using his free hand to unfasten the buttons of the struggling woman's blouse, "let's see what we have in here."

Jack's hand massaged the swollen mounds of Vivian's tits. He first squeezed one nipple and then the other, and the woman could feel her own flesh betraying her as her nipples grew hard and rubbery beneath the boy's assault.

With practiced agility, Jack slipped the clasp of her bra free, and Vivian's huge mounds of tit flesh stood free of the restraining lacy cups.

"I've wanted to cop a feel of these tits for a long time," the boy whispered, nuzzling and biting at the woman's throat and ears and cupping first one large tit and then the other. "Now I can see what I've been missing out on."

"Jack, please," Vivian pleaded quietly as the boy's tormenting fingers twisted and clawed at her rubbery pink nipples, pulling the flesh far out from the swollen areolas. "Don't do this, Jack!"

She could feel the exquisite shocks of pain and pleasure caused by his tormenting of her tit meat. The currents seemed to race through the depths of the woman's belly like tiny fingers of fire clawing down into her vitals. She could feel her cunt churning and knew that the steaming gash was already flooding with juice.

It had been eight months since her husband had moved out. In that time Vivian had moved herself and her kids east from Oregon. She had searched out a new home for them in her old hometown and gone to work as a teacher in the school there. She had started her life all over again, but she had not had the time to become involved with another man. Indeed, until this moment, the beautiful redhead attempted to convince herself that she had no need for a man.

Now, however, as Jack's hand slid from her trembling tits to cross the smooth hard flesh of her belly, Vivian Glenn knew how wrong she had been.

"I wonder how things are getting on here," the boy said, his voice going husky as he squeezed the mound of the woman's cunt through her skirt.

"Oh God, Jack," she begged frantically, knowing full well what was going on between her legs. "Please, let go of me before this gets out of hand."

"Don't worry, teach," he said, chuckling lecherously into her ear. "I'm going to make sure that everything stays in hand."

The youth pulled her skirt up, higher and higher until he could tuck the hem into her waistband. Then, pressing his palm flat against her belly, Jack slid the hand behind the elastic and inside her panties until he could reach the trembling nubbin of her clit.

"Oh, Jesus Christ!" Vivian moaned as the boy began pinching and rubbing the hot tongue of clit flesh between her legs.

"Hey!" the boy said, amazed at the beautiful teacher's reaction. "You really are hot for a stiff cock, aren't you, baby?"

Jack began sliding his fingers into the dripping gash of Vivian's pussy.

"Yesss… oh, fuck, yesss!" Vivian sighed, feeling the tiny quiverings that raced through her cunt as Jack's fingers slid up and down in the greasy slash.

The boy had released his grip on her arms, but the woman was no longer trying to escape from her attacker. Instead, she peeled her pantyhose down and off one foot. The hose remained dangling there, but Vivian took no notice of it. Her mind was lost in the lust of the moment, her pussy convulsing in her hunger for the young stud's throbbing cock.

"Now," she grunted, spreading her wet thighs, "if you're such a horny young stallion, shove that big prick in here."

She bent forward, bracing her left hand on the shelves. The panting woman then grabbed the boy's immense slab of cockmeat and pulled him forward until his pulsing cockhead was buried in the drooling slit between her swollen cunt lips.

"Let's see how you do with a real woman, instead of a young girl."

"You've got it, you cock-hungry bitch," the youth grunted, hunching his ass and fucking his thick nine-inch length of prick into the woman's greasy cunthole.

"Oh Christ, Jack!" Vivian gasped as the boy shoved forward.

Deeper and deeper, the pounding prick plowed into her. The beautiful redhead had almost forgotten how good it felt to be impaled on a stiff prick. Jesus, she thought as the youth started fucking out her cunt while clawing and twisting at her huge tits, how did I go all this time without a man?

"Oh yesss… yesss… yesss!" Vivian grunted.

Jack fucked in time and again to slam his thick prick knob into the deepest recesses of her cunt.

"More, Jack!" she pleaded as the cunt-slimed cockshaft scraped against her swollen cunt lips. "Give me every inch of that hot greasy cock of yours! Fuck my brains out, you big-pricked bull!"