John Kellerman - Teacher_s captive virgin

"I don't know. It makes me feel funny to touch a guy with my mouth. It did it once just for a second or two."

"Please, Rhonda, please?"

"Do you like me?"

"You know I do."

Rhonda squirmed around in the seat, her eyes scanning the lump that had grown inside Tad's skivvies. Amanda felt like running. But she had to stay as Rhonda stretched the elastic of the boy's shorts out and pulled than down to reveal his prick.

Amanda almost gave a squeal when she saw it. It was bigger than Alan's. The size and color frightened her, and she felt her cunt tighten, squeezing out a flood of sex juice to dampen her panty crotch.

When Rhonda touched Tad's cock and eased his foreskin back to reveal the dark-blue head, Amanda could stand it no longer. She rubbed a hand under her skirt, rubbed the silk of her panties up into her slit.

Tad was trembling, and it seemed to Amanda as if he hadn't been touched much by a member of the opposite sex. As Rhonda sucked in a big breath and stared at the glossy surface of his cockhead, Amanda could recall in detail how Alan's prick had felt sliding along her tongue. While she'd been appalled by him then, the memory set off sparks of pleasure now. This only added to her confusion. Her finger worked under her panty crotch and into the seepy soft flab of her cunt.

"Go ahead," Tad breathed, his eyes bright with anticipation. Rhonda sighed.

"I don't know. I'll try."

As her lips touched him, Tad groaned and began to breathe funny. Rhonda wasn't taking him inside her mouth just yet. She smoothed her plush, spit slickened mouth over his cockhead until he shuddered and stopped breathing altogether. Then she began to flick him with her tongue. Using just the tip of it, she licked the plump head, smearing more spit over the blood taut surface. This seemed to have an incredible effect upon Tad.

He writhed and made growling noises deep in his throat as he worked his hips up and down on the seat. Rhonda grasped his shaft tightly with one hand holding him just behind the swollen knob while she worked her tongue around. She looked as if she was beginning to enjoy herself.

"You're so big," she panted, blinking her dark lashes. Then her pink tongue shot out again and she danced it teasingly over the boy's throbbing pricktip.

"Put it in your mouth!" he gasped. "Let me get used to it first."

"God… that's torture."

"You don't like it?" Rhonda frowned.

"Hey, I love it. I just want more."

"A boy always wants more." Rhonda gave him a crooked grin. "Well, I'll try. But you'd better not do anything naughty in my mouth."

"I promise I won't."

As if to make him keep his promise, Rhonda's long fingers tightened some behind the head of his cock. "You'd better not."

Amanda could hardly stand to watch. Her heart was beating and her breath was weak and rapid. Her finger worked deeper into the juicy heat of her cunt. For the first time in her life, she inserted her own finger into her hole, feeling the way the muscles squeezed down upon it, fingerfucking herself with gentle, exploratory movements.

And Rhonda was exploring Tad's cock with her mouth. The darkened head was completely out of sight now as she smeared lipstick down his shaft. Her lips clasped him tightly as she bobbed her head up and down. The juicy sound of it was enough to make Amanda squirt a drop or two of pee onto her fingers. She'd never imagined that watching Rhonda do this could affect her so much. A week or two ago it would have made, her sick. Now she knew what it was like to have a hot, throbbing cock rubbing back and forth against her tongue.

"Lick me, Rhonda!"

"Mmmhhuuhhh," Rhonda moaned back.

Amanda could tell that she was licking him. Her throat moved and the slurping, sucking sound grew louder. A rivulet of spit dribbled down Rhonda's fingers where she held him. Tad began to pump his hips harder, trying to push more of his prick into her throat.

"Ohhh God, I'm hot," Amanda sighed to herself. She'd stretched her panty crotch completely out of the way, and was working her hips around with a jerking motion. The sound of her own fingers spearing up into the softness of her cunt thrilled her all the more.

"Uhhh!" Tad gasped, his chest rising as he took a breath.

"I'm scared." Rhonda sighed, popping her plush lips free of him.

"I'm scared you won't be able to stop."

"I told you I wouldn't do anything like that." Tad pleaded. He was trembling all over and now that his cocktip was outside Rhonda's mouth, Amanda could see how swollen it had become. It looked like a ripe plum with spit dripping off it. It throbbed in Rhonda's hand as she took another breath and lowered her head.

As Tad's cock was sucked in, he shivered and closed his eyes. Rhonda bobbed her head rapidly, stopping every so often to use her tongue on the tender, swollen head. She was jacking his cockskin too, working him into a frenzy.

Amanda almost felt sorry for the poor guy. He was writhing around like ants were biting him. His muscles strained and she couldn't help but admire his good looks and fine body. For a moment, Amanda imagined her own mouth on Tad's cock but quickly pushed the thought away. It was bad enough just watching. And her clit had swollen up so big and hot!

"Ohhhhh, Rhonda," Tad gasped.

"I hope Amanda doesn't come back and find us doing this."

"Came on, don't stop now. It's really good!"

"Too good. You're gonna get it all over the place. I know how a guy is."

"Aw Jesus, Rhonda, that's not fair. I'm gonna have blue balls for sure."

Amanda didn't have the slightest idea what blue balls were. But she couldn't stop staring through the back window of the car, watching the way poor Tad's cock was pounding. She stumbled away from the car, thankful that they couldn't hear her in the soft sand. She walked down the beach to a big rock and sat down to catch her breath. In just seconds, Rhonda was running up.

"Oh hi, where have you been?"

"Walking around. Where have you been?" Rhonda's eyes sparkled at Amanda's question.

"Playing with Tad. God, he's got a big one."

Amanda blushed, despite the fact that she already knew what her friend had been up to. "You sure work fast," she added, to cover her embarrassment.

"I've just been teasing him a little. I think any boy will appreciate you more if you tease him."

By now Tad had limped out of the car. He'd put his skivvies and jeans on, but the lump of his cock was more than a little obvious. It looked like a big snake crawling down the inside of his pants and Amanda swallowed hard as she noticed that the head was still a swollen lump where Rhonda's mouth had sucked.

Tad kissed her so suddenly, she couldn't resist. His mouth was hot and he tasted like beer, and she found herself liking it, liking it all too much. By the time she could think straight and push him away, his tongue had touched hers and her heart was pounding.

"Don't!"

"I was hoping you weren't as much of a tease as your friend."

"I don't mean to tease. But I wasn't ready for…"

"This?" Tad grabbed her again, his mouth on her neck now. He unbuttoned her blouse before she could stop him. She squirmed around, trying to push him back, begging for him to leave her alone. Then he grabbed her wrist and made her palm brush across the lump in his jeans.

"Noooo!"

"Squeeze it for me, Amanda I'm begging you. My guts ache from what Rhonda did."

"They ache?" Amanda breathed, still resisting, but interested.

"When a guy gets close to coming and then doesn't, it's bad." He gave her a look of pain.

"Hurts?"

Tad laughed. "She wants to know if it hurts."

"I don't know anything about these things," Amanda snapped, indignant. But she hadn't been able to pull her hand free of the cock-warmed denim. Could she be enjoying it, she wondered?