Steven Golden - Hot sucking teacher

"How do you mean, dirty things?" Val queried. She motioned for Talbot to sit in the chair facing her desk, but she was too tense to sit down. She paced back and forth alongside him.

"You know. Nice people always get fucked. It's that simple." He was watching her face and he wasn't smiling as much now.

"That's not always true," she said, ignoring his use of the swear word. She stopped in front of him and stared down into his eyes. He was glaring at the well of her tits, she noticed.

"You wanna fuck?" he asked her suddenly, without any warning. "You got me into your office now, so how about it? You must have brought me here for a reason."

"Mr. Talbot!" she protested, but her voice sounded very unconvincing, even to herself.

"How about a blow-job? You wanna suck my cock? I tell you what, you suck my cock and I'll promise to be a better boy in class. No more shit. All you gotta do is suck some meat."

Val flushed to the roots of her pretty blonde hair. Again she felt like a helpless teenager. What made things worse, she realized with a lurch of her heart, that she really did want to suck Bob Talbot's cock! There was nothing she'd like better, in fact. But how could she admit such a thing? How should she react?

"I know you want to. Why pretend?" he smiled. And he reached up to take both her hands in his. He slumped in his chair and spread his legs wide, pulling her gently between them.

"Mr. Talbot, I think this has gone far enough," she said. But she didn't pull back. She didn't resist. She stared down at him with a frown on her pretty face.

"You don't have to be shy. I know you want to see my cock. Don't fight it."

He pulled her closer, then tugged down on her hands so that she was forced to her knees between his spread legs. Then he let go of her and began unzipping and opening his jeans.

Instead of leaping to her feet and running from the room, Val knelt calmly between his legs and watched while he opened his pants. She was breathing heavily and her heart pounded. She couldn't move. She couldn't bring herself to do anything but stare into his crotch. His jeans were unzipped and open. He lifted his ass and shoved them, down to his knees. There was a huge bulge in his shorts.

"I don't usually mix with teachers," he said matter-of-factly. "But you're different. There's something about, you. You look like you'd try anything once." He had his fingers hooked in his shorts and was about to shove them down off his crotch. She stopped him.

"No. Let me," she whispered. And she waved his hands away and dug her fingers under the elastic waistband of his underpants.

What was happening to her? Why was he doing this? She couldn't say. She knew this was taboo. She was a teacher, he was a student. There would be hell to pay if anyone ever found out about this. But she couldn't stop herself. More than anything in the world, she wanted to suck his cock.

"I don't usually mix with students, either," she put in.

Her fingers drew down his shorts and his thick swelling cock flopped into view. It rolled across his belly and settled just to the left. It was a good six inches long and was still far from fully erect.

He lifted his ass obligingly and she pulled his underpants all the way down to his knees. Then she shoved them down further, along with his jeans, and worked the whole tangle off over his feet. Finally she drew herself cozily into the crook of his legs and stroked her hands up his strong hairy thighs. She watched his balls settle as he spread his legs wide.

"Go ahead. Touch it. Don't be shy. Suck it," he encouraged. He gripped his cock in his hand and waved it at her threateningly.

"It's so big. And it's not even stiff yet," she murmured.

Her fingers curled around the bulk of his cock and he let go of it, allowing her to take over. She squeezed it expertly and pumped it several times in her fist. His prick began to grow thicker and longer at an alarming rate.

Her mouth watered. And with a quick dip of her head she planted a soft wet kiss on the cock shaft, just below the purple tip. Her lipstick smeared, off into the hardening skin. She smiled. Then she kissed it again, on the huge cockhead itself this time. She felt it flex weirdly at her touch. His balls shifted again in their dry wrinkled pouch.

"Nice. Real nice," was his only comment. He watched her closely. He couldn't believe his pretty young teacher was actually going to suck his cock.

"Mmmmmmm," she mumbled.

Her fingers touched his cock shaft on one side, propping it up, while she kissed and nuzzled the underside. She was licking him, tracing her tongue down the ragged seam that ran all the way down the underside of his cock. It grew more and more solid as she worked.

Ugly blue veins were growing thicker as the cock stiffened. She dawdled over these, skimming her tongue tip over them and following them like roads on a map. They fascinated her. One minute they weren't there, and the next they were throbbing and popping as if they were about to burst. She licked them, made them shine wetly.

And then she came to his balls. They hung there in the crook of his thighs, tiny hairs sprouting from the pouch. Each time she squeezed or tugged on his cock, they shifted and rolled. She eased the fingers of her free hand under them gently, lifted them slightly, watched them separate. Then she began licking them, curling her tongue around each one in turn.

He moaned softly, shifted in his seat. She folded her lips over one swollen ball, poked it about with her tongue. Then she snorted and dug deeper into his crotch with her face. His ball plopped inside her mouth and she started sucking it warmly, bathing it in the wetness of her mouth. She tickled it with her tongue and played it about every which way. She heard him groan deeply.

"Jesus, you really know what you're doing, don't you?" he wheezed. "I've never had my balls sucked before."

Val let his ball slip from her mouth and moved over to the other one. She was making wet, lewd sucking sounds with her mouth. Her tongue was cradling his ball gently as she sucked. And she glanced around the stiff column of his cock from time to time to check on his reaction. His eyes had glazed over and his chest was heaving.

"Ohhhhh, fuck," he moaned. "Suck 'em. Suck my nuts!"

Val pumped his cock slowly in her fist, tilting it first this way and then that as she shifted from one ball to the other. At one point she moved his balls close together with her fingers, flopped her mouth down over his entire ball sac. It took some effort, but she soon had both swollen balls caught in her sucking mouth. Her cheeks bulged lewdly.

"Ohhhnnn, fuck! Ohhhnnn shit!" he croaked. He gripped the arms of the chair and his knuckles grew white.

"Ssspppllfff! You like that? You like me sucking your balls?" she snorted, letting his aching balls slip from her mouth. His ball-sac shone wetly with the juices of her mouth. The tiny sprouting hairs glistened.

"Jesus, lady, you should be teaching sucking for a living, not all that other stuff. I'd really listen to you in class then. You really know what you're doing. Oh fuck!"

Val had begun licking up the underside of his cock, scraping her tongue this way and that. She worked her way up the shaft slowly, again following every vein and bump with her tongue. Finally, she reached the bloated cockhead. She stared at him over it, her big blue eyes glowing. She was kissing his cock head and smiling at the same time.

Then, very slowly, she let her full lips fold down over the purple dome of his cockhead. Her eyes never left his face as she did this. Her face was flushed with lust and pleasure. She seemed to be having the time of her life. His cockhead disappeared into the soft wet chamber of her mouth. She began to suck with gentle, easy motions of her mouth. Her head tilted down slightly.