Tim McGee - The Lusty Teacher

She heard him groan in an explicit agony of heat. "Yes, darling I know how hot you are. Ill fix it. These jeans are so tight. Doesn't it hurt your balls all jammed up this way?"

"No, I hardly notice them. I mean, I don't know what I mean, Miss Harris. Are you going to do what I think you're going to do?"

He had both hands up to his face, chewing away his fingernails. His face was gleaming with sweat. He looked down and saw her kneeling with her pretty face dose against his fly. Oh, wow the way she stared at him. Then she had his jeans down below his buttocks.

She made herself comfortable on the floor by cocking one leg around his leg, then dry – fucked him like a horny bitch dog. It was too good to be true. Nobody would ever believe that Miss Harris was a cum – freak. It was so good and so funky that he smiled in earnest for the first time in his young life. Miss Harris – his teacher – actually doing all these wonderful sexy things to him.

His penis was not that big and he was not giving a great performance, but he was thrilled that she enjoyed it so much. He felt like a man for the first time, looking at the way she held his prick. Her eyes sexily gazed at it as though it was the most precious thing on earth. She was so loving when she skinned it back and watched it grow bigger. He felt a pain of ecstasy in his prick and she kissed it blissfully away.

The touch of her wet, juicy mouth over the head of his penis made him jerk and flatten out against the wall. In his frenzy he knocked over a pail and it clanged to the floor. They both held still for a moment – would anybody hear it out in the corridor? All the students should have been out of the building by now.

He could not stop jerking his hips, shooting out his cock, trying to find her lips again. She was cool and calmed him down by licking up and down his shaft, then she cupped her fingers under his nuts and squeezed a little. She squeezed harder and he lifted up off the floor and shot off. The spurt missed her face and splattered on her shoulder. She teased with her tongue as if to say that the prick shot had missed and to try again.

"Owee, there's a lot of cum in there, isn't there?" She stroked it with both hands now – keeping it hot to see if he could shoot off again.

This was why she loved going down on virile young boys. Their cocks were so uninhibited, so innocent yet. Young, dumb, and full of cum. No one had touched this kid before; he was riper than a tomato, his prick so stuffed – to – the – brim with cum that some dumb chick was not getting, that it was difficult to. hold because it was so intensely hot. His juice had that Pet – Milk flavor; he was not weaned yet. There was a cornmeal substance caked around his foreskin. She licked it and it was grainy, so yummy and virile. He was at the peak of his puberty.

She sucked his dick into her mouth, then let it withdraw and kissed the tip. She skinned it down tight and teased her tongue all around the ridge. Her lips puckered the crown into her mouth, while her tongue attacked the eye of the hurricane. Each time she jabbed her tongue into the slit of his crown he lurched and fucked wildly. Then she lifted it and lapped up one side, from his testicles to the top of his crown, then down the other side to gnaw at the base of the stock.

She pulled back again and looked at its length.

"Shove it in my mouth, Bobby. You know how – " Bobby moaned and held on the best he could. She was giving him the full treatment now, the butterfly, the deep throat, the licks under the nuts, and the big tease at the asshole.

"I bet you've never had a blow job before, have you?" she asked with a mouthful of cock.

"No ma'am, I ain't never."

"Hmmm, good. I'll show you how good it can be. You're so young yet. Poor thing." She puckered her lips and flicked her tongue into the slit of his crown again. The cum came seeping out of the tube and he groaned.

"I think I'm cumming – "

"Let it flow, baby! Juice my mouth! I love it!"

"Ohhhh, Miss Harris damn, you're so beautiful. Your mouth is so hot."

"It's all for you, sweet thing. Am I too beautiful for you to shoot off in my mouth? My lips are hot and I love sucking your prick. You're so strong, so long, so big… oweeee… so sweet."

A spurt of cum shot up her nose and she sniffed, and continued to lick for the best of the load. When this kid gave it, it was going to be a gusher. And, oh yeah, she knew exactly what to do with it, you could bet your bottom dollar. Shit, she was not risking her job for nothing. If the principal walked in and caught her redhanded at this moment, it would still be a bargain to have sucked this young boy's cock and lick away his bubbly juice – and that reminded her that she had to hurry his climax along because it was getting late. The janitor would be passing by soon.

In a husky voice she whispered to him, "I can feel your cum shooting up through your tube. Let me suck it and help it along. Is my mouth hot? Let me feel how hot your semen is. I want to swallow it." Her mouth clenched down so hard over his big bulb that it caused him pain. He shot off a long slimy trail of semen and it splattered over the roof of her mouth. Her tongue was there instantly to catch the glob and rinse it over her mouth. But his penis was still inside and there was not much room. He would be shooting more soon and it might be more than a mouthful next time. She took it out of her mouth and savored the salty, ball – flavored taste of his cum.

"That was delicious, Bobby. What a man you are." She patted and squeezed his buttocks.

Suddenly it flashed in his head that he knew the real definition of man and woman. That did the trick. He shot off so hard that he almost fainted dead away. He fell back and slumped down very near to the floor. She pulled him back up by the root of his cock.

"Yes, I know. It was good, wasn't it? But see what you did? You got it all over my face and hair. I'm a mess now."

She flicked her wrist to sling away the cum stuck to her fingers. Poor Bobby did not know if he should piss, shit, or go blind! He was flat – out embarrassed, thrilled, angry, greedy, cumming… over and over again until it seemed it went on forever. Then he had to squat and hold his legs open because of all the cum seeping down from his penis.

"Owee… we're going to need a bucket for you, kid. Sorry, I didn't know…" She went down for a second time to cleanse and see that nothing was wasted.

When at last she had licked him clean, she stood up. Her clothes were disarranged and her skirt was caught above her waist. The sight of her panties cutting into her fleshy thighs aroused him a little.

"Miss Harris – does this mean – "

"No it does not!"

"Oh but please, Miss Harris. Can't I fuck you just once? I – I never did it with a girl before," he pleaded, clutching his penis, the erection gone, but the sexual urge still there.

"Oh look, Bobby. You had a great time, didn't you? I'm very sorry, I don't do the other."

She cleansed the cum out of her hair and wiped her mouth. She looked down at his penis which was growing harder the more she resisted him. She felt pity for the kid; what a man he was going to be. Already his prick was back at full length, not as wild as before, but wiser, and wanting to take it all in again slowly.

"Oh Miss Harris, I'd be so appreciative if you would just let me stick it in your pussy once…"

"No," she smiled, "you've had enough."

"Please," he pleaded, and involuntarily lost control of his body as it began to dry – fuck. He looked down at himself in surprise as if his penis did not belong to him any more.

"Oh wow. How can I refuse when I see you so hot? I really shouldn't, but I guess it won't hurt."

She raised her skirt and pulled down her panties. She poked her pussy with her finger and fucked herself for a while. Then she wiggled toward him, her skirt up, the drawers half way down her ass. She spread her legs and arched her cunt up toward him. He looked down at her white thighs, curly pussyhairs, and the pink clitoris peeking up like a periscope.