Nick Eastwood: Hot horny teachers

Ross' head bobbed faster and faster between her widely spread thighs, and his tongue pistoned hard and deep in her greedy little pussy hole. She began tightening her cunt around his spearing tongue, creating more hot friction, and the pleasure built in her pussy till she was shaking and sobbing with it. He must have sensed that she was right on the verge of coming because he worked quickly to bring her to climax. He wriggled his little finger up her asshole and pumped it in short hot stabs, and Sharon screamed and went right over the edge.

"Whaaahhhh, yeah, I'm coming!" she howled.

He clutched her ass tightly and kept her steaming pussy pressed against his face as she came. His thick hot tongue worked deep in her convulsing pussy, reaming out the floods of her pearly come-juice. He ate her out as she climaxed, gulping the tangy cream as fast as he could. At last she went limp, and he undraped her legs from his shoulders and let her rest. Sharon sighed with the delicious after-shocks of her violent climax.

"You're fantastic," she grinned, "and you know it."

"That's right," he laughed. "And now, if you've had enough pussy-eating, how about putting out for me?"

He rose to his knees and displayed his stiff cock. It was flat against his belly, rigid and drooling. Sharon's blue eyes went hot and hungry at the sight of it. She'd just come twice, and violently, but already she felt horny again. This session wouldn't be complete, she felt, unless she enjoyed Ross' handsome stiff cock. Her cunt boiled and creamed, and she writhed with longing.

"Yesssss," she hissed, "stick it in me, fuck me."

"Let's do it doggy-style," Ross leered.

Sharon had no objection. She really didn't care what position they did it in, as long as they fucked. She rolled onto her hands and knees and Ross grasped her shapely little ass and drew it up in the air. She shivered with lusty anticipation as his hands slid to her hips and grasped firmly. She felt him wedging the big hard head of his prick into her slippery cunt mouth and she moaned softly. He started pushing into her, going slowly, savoring the sensation.

"Ooooo, yesssss, stick your cock in me, Ross," Sharon moaned, "give me very fucking inch, baby."

She'd never behaved like this before, never used that kind of language or been so uninhibited and wanton. It was as if, after breaking up with Bob, nothing mattered any more. She didn't care about her pride or her reputation. All she cared about was getting well-fucked, grabbing all the pleasure she could. She moaned softly and steadily as Ross crammed his big hard prick into her cunt, and she creamed all over his throbbing cock meat. At last his cock hit her womb.

"You got it all, baby," he said hoarsely, "and now I'm gonna fuck the living shit out of you – provided that's okay with you, of course."

"Do it," Sharon laughed, "I need it."

"So I noticed," Ross replied.

He was really curious as to why such a knock-out chick would be so hard up for fucking, but he'd already guessed that she didn't want to talk about it. It was just a fantastic piece of luck that he'd been the first to come on to her in the airport bar, because this lady was out to fuck her way through L.A., no holds barred. Now her cunt felt hot as a blast furnace around his sawing cock, and it was deliciously snug and juicy, too. He sighed with bliss as he fucked into her, sheathing his cock again and again in her velvety little pussy hole.

"Ahhhhh, yeah, you got a nice tight cunt, baby," he moaned.

No wonder, Sharon thought it had hardly ever been used. She'd been so careful about men that she hadn't been fucked more than a dozen times in her twenty-five years. But that kind of restraint was over. She wasn't going to deprive herself of pleasure any longer. She didn't have to be cautious about men now anyway, because she didn't intend to get involved. She let herself go completely as she took the steady deep thrusts of Ross' iron-hard cock, clawing the bed and gurgling and creaming. Each hard lunge of his prick gave her a hot blast of pleasure.

"You like it, baby," he panted. "Am I fucking you the way you want it?"

Good old Ross, he always aimed to please.

"Yesssss," she moaned, "you're fucking me so good, honey, I just love it."

She wished the delicious sensations could go on forever. She wondered if she'd ever been fucked enough in her life – probably not. She felt like she could take his hard-driving cock for days and still keep coming and coming. She had so much lust stored up, it was going to take more than one man to satisfy it, but it sure was going to be fun trying. For the first time she began to look forwards to her three days in L.A..

"Mmmmm, yeah, fuck it to me, baby," she panted. "Fuck my pussy good, Ross."

Her naughty words of encouragement had just the effect she wanted. Ross snorted with excitement and began to fuck into her very hard, his flat belly smacking her ass loudly. She gurgled with bliss and dug her nails into the bed to withstand the impact of his pile driving cock. This was the kind of rough steady fucking she craved. Her body shook and her big ripe tits jiggled and swayed. The red-hot friction between cock and cunt was driving her wild, and her creaming was out of control. She drenched Ross' prick, and the excess juice flooded down her thighs.

"Unnnhhhhh, yeah, you big bastard, you're fucking me good," she whined, "you're gonna make me come."

"You better believe it, baby," Ross growled.

He fucked into her so hard that the bed began to creak and shake. Sharon loved it. She screwed her eyes shut and blotted out everything else. As he hammered his stiff cock clear to her womb, she felt blast after blast of hot pleasure ripping through her pussy. She started to come, and she couldn't stop. This had never happened to her before – a whole firecracker string of orgasms that went off one after another.

"Oooooo, shit, I'm coming, I'm coming," she gasped, "I can't stop!"

Ross felt her fiery-hot little cunt convulsing around his prick, squeezing arid releasing in a hard hungry rhythm. Her pussy was sucking the come right out of his balls. He fucked into her as hard as he could and felt the scorching wads of jizz spurting from his prick.

"Take my come, baby, take it!" he groaned. "Awwww, fuck, shit, aaaggghhhh!"

"Give it to me, Ross, cream me good!" Sharon wailed. "Ohhhhh, honey, I'm coming so damned good!"

It was the most fantastic climax she'd ever had, and maybe that was because she'd never completely let go before. She'd always been worried about what her partner would think of her later. But with Ross there was no such worry. They finished fucking, said polite goodbyes, and walked out of each other's lives. As Sharon took a cab to her motel, she was looking forward to more encounters like the one she'd had with Ross. And why not? She didn't owe anybody any allegiance, not any more. She was free to have all the fun she wanted.

That night, during the first session of the teachers convention, Sharon spotted so many attractive men, it made her head swim. It was going to be impossible to pick one man out of so many winners, so she decided just to let the men come to her. From the way they were looking at her, she figured she wouldn't have to wait long. After a few short speeches, the formal part of the meeting was over, and the delegates got drinks and circulated through the hall.

Sharon had been to these conventions before, and she knew that many of the delegates were married men looking for adventure. A lot of them had been married ten or twenty years, their marriages had gotten dull, and they were itching to make it with somebody new. Those were just the men Sharon wanted to meet, because with them there'd be no commitments, no entanglements. She wouldn't even have to tell them her last name, and she'd never see them again. She wanted to make it with as many of these men as possible during the three-day convention.