Tim McGee - The Lusty Teacher

"Don't think I've ever seen you around before," Mike said, visually exploring the pout of her femininity swelling out against the crotch of her briefs. He figured that the sun was making her a little horny; everybody knew that was why all these chicks came down to the beach. Shit, they did not really care about the sun. Women were natural – born exhibitionists, especially the younger ones. They wanted some guy to look at their pussies and tell them how pretty they were. The best way to do that was to get half – naked, or naked.

Alice was a bit old but if she was feeling her oats, he might get lucky. She was the kind of woman you wanted to take a lot of time with, to tease her because she thought she was hot shit. He could see that the bitch cared a lot about herself. Her tan was too dark, which meant she enjoyed showing off her voluptuous body. She had too much of everything. The Coke – bottle shape, the big tits, a seductress in the disguise of a sexbomb! Whenever he saw an older woman prancing around and trying to be young again, he made a beeline for her. Most fellas saw them as being unapproachable… but he saw it as the woman having a pussy so hot that she had to show everybody. Her only defense against getting raped was to show the cold, unapproachable front. Not only that, but the more they said no, the harder his cock got. He did not mind proving to a bitch his reasons for wanting to fuck her – she at least deserved that much, considering the fuck he was going to give her.

"No, I've never been here before. In fact, I didn't know it was a private beach," she said annoyed, noticing he was taking full advantage of his position. He was looking straight up between her legs.

"Yeah. It's beautiful, isn't it? A buddy of mine owns the place. You should see the inside of his pad up there on the cliff. It's really fancy and he's got all these psychedelic decorations. During his summer vacation he comes down here and gives parties. I think his old man is a millionaire. Really groovy, huh?"

He was not getting through to her, but he had to warm her up. Then he saw the gold band on her left hand. "Are you married?" He let it slip and his tone was one of disappointment.

"You certainly ask a lot of questions, don't you?"

"Well, are you? How old are you anyway?"

Alice let her face go blank and she sat up straighter. She raised up on her knees and brushed the sand off her arms. She dropped her head to one side and snarled her nose in the snobbish, typical suburbanite fashion; one that is used to getting rid of cockhounds. The whole gesture made him want to screw her all the more. He promised himself if he got that lucky he would make her jump on his dick.

"You should never ask questions of a woman," she said with a husky voice. "Excuse me, but I think I'll go in for a swim. Then I must be going."

She thought about how cold the water would be. But the kid was making her uncomfortable and too self – conscious. It was different – sitting and chatting with a naked male. What would her husband say if he could see her now?

She stood up and immediately pulled the bikini down to cover her fanny. It was nearly impossible, she realized, now that the boy was there gawking at her.

"Well, listen," – time was running out for his play – "why don't you give me your phone number? Or better yet, stick around for a while if you have no place to go."

"No thank you," she replied, as coldly as she knew how. "You see, I do have some place to go."

"Well, whatever's right – " He looked down at her openly now, wanting her to see how much he wanted to fuck her. His hands absentmindedly scratched his penis; it moved and wiggled about. Their eyes locked. She looked away toward the horizon.

She took her first step with weakening knees, knowing how much there was of her exposed to his scrutinizing stare.

Mike looked at the bikini cutting into her fleshy, juicy, deeply tanned thighs. Her buttocks were practically spilling out of the bottom and quivering like mad. After she had adjusted her bottoms over her ass for the first time, she made no further attempt to keep it from pulling up again. Now the back of her bikini had risen over her cheeks and pulled up into her crack! He could see where she bad changed bathing suits. The tender whiteness of her cottontail outlined her ass. That made it all the more exciting, knowing that at first she had been afraid to reveal very much of her ass. Then as she must have gotten hornier, she became more daring, and adorned herself with the shoestring bikini.

His penis thudded against his leg.

She turned and looked down at him as if asking, "Have you gotten your eyeful yet?" No matter how frightened she may be, she knew she had a fabulous body.

"Well… see you later." He lay back on his elbow and watched Alice tiptoe through the burning sand, moving around the group of kids near the water. A couple of the cats sat up and took notice, and a lot of heads turned, following Alice into the surf.

Yeah, yeah! He had to try at the pretty pussy once again. He was going to sit right there and get himself together. There must be a way of keeping her here.

He was still there, lying beside Alice's beach bag and towel, when she came out of the surf. "Did you enjoy your swim? Pretty cold, wasn't it?" he asked, flat on his back, looking up at her, his legs crossed, his penis as stiff as a board and pointing skyward. She saw it in a series of flashes, wanting to, and not wanting to.

Alice thought: "Oh, I know what you are after, youngster. You are very nice, but not today. Besides, kid, you don't really expect me to take on a cock like yours, do you? Let me get the hell out of here because there's no telling what these hippie kids will do!"

She quickly began to gather up her things.

A smile crossed Mike's face. He was digging her reactions. She pretended to be a little shy because of her paper – thin bikini was soaked. It was – not concealing anything now and he could see her cunthairs.

She started to leave. "Well, good – bye."

He leaped to his feet and caught up with her. "Say, listen, why don't you stick around and join the party? We're all good people, and you're very welcome."

She walked just a little a head of Mike – her ass shaking violently, outlined dearly by the saturated bikini. She looked back and resented his admiring her luscious body.

"No thank you."

They reached the top of the hill and the beach house was to their right. It was at this point he had planned to stop her and talk her into having a drink with him. But Alice was not giving him time to make a pitch. She was at her car before he could catch up with her.

"I really do have to go now. Some other time maybe…"

"Tomorrow?"

She stared him straight in the eyes. "I can't say about tomorrow." She removed his hand from the car door and opened it.

"Why can't you?"

"Listen, I'm trying to be nice. I'm a married woman and I don't think my husband would like it. Would you like for your wife to – "

"Bring your husband along. I just want to get to know you."

She sincerely wanted to believe what he said. "No, I'm sorry." She climbed in and tried not to see him.

Mike leaned over and peered down at her breasts. The halter was wet and her tits were so big that they overpowered him. "Hey, look, if you change your mind, come down tomorrow morning. Ill be here. I don't have a girl and I'm here alone."

Alice rudely drove off.

Alice arrived home before her husband. She showered and put on comfortable jeans and a tee shirt. It was not exactly the most glamorous way to greet your husband at the door.

"Hi dear, how did it go today?"

"What's for dinner, Alice?"

The dinner was eaten in silence. George knew there was something about Alice tonight but he was exhausted. It was best to let her go off into her little mind once in a while.