Ken Preston - Willing teacher

"Would you like to do what your daddy did?" she whispered. "Would you like to push your hard cock in my pussy?"

His hand cupped her cunt. His cock jumped in her teasing hand. He swallowed hard and nodded his head. Ann pushed his finger into her soft, warm, wet cunthole.

"Doesn't that feel good? Think how wonderful it would be to fuck me. I really want you to. I'll show you how to do everything. And it will help to make your cock grow as big as your daddy's."

Her mind flashed back to the warm summer night she'd jacked off her brother and he'd taught her how to suck him off. This young boy was already bigger than her brother had been when she'd swallowed her first load of cum. She felt like a naughty little kid again.

"Grab your sleeping bag," she told Freddie. She took his arm and led him away from the truck, climbing up over the top of the sand dune. In the hollow, she spread the bag on the sand and patted it.

"Lie down beside me, Freddie."

He plopped down on the soft bag on his back, his cock sticking up like a small, rigid tent pole. Ann leaned over him and pursed her lips, blowing her warm breath on his shiny wet tip. Her tongue flicked out and circled around his jerking dickhead. He sniffled hotly and spread his legs, arching his back.

"Play with me," he whispered huskily. "Like you did in the truck. Jack me off, please. Please! My cock hurts like crazy!"

Ann swung over him and sat between his, legs. Her hands closed around his dick and squeezed. She could feel his strong heart racing, pumping the blood through his stiffness. She began stroking him ever so slowly, steadily, getting every inch of his madly throbbing dick slippery wet – just like her pussy. She licked her lips and bent over him.

"I'm going to put my mouth down over you," she told him. "It will be absolutely terrific."

In a moment, Ann glanced sharply at him and blinked in surprise. What was that he had said? It had sounded like "Suck me, Mommy."

The bald truth about Freddie and his mother flashed through Ann's mind like a bolt of lightning. She hunkered down on the soft bag beside the trembling body of the young boy, his twitching cock deep in her mouth. But she didn't move her head. She wanted a few seconds to digest what was so obvious.

This was why Freddie was so quiet and shy – and lonely. Why he didn't have a girlfriend when most boys his age would be fucking every chick they could get their cocks into. Any woman who married such a well-hung man as Rod must love to fuck and suck as much as Ann did. The way Rod had pooped out tonight made her realize his sex drive must come in fits and spurts. Freddie's mother, crazy-hot to fuck and lying there listening to Rod snoring, must have left their bed and gone in search of satisfaction – to her boy's room! She must have played with his rapidly growing cock and sucked on him, night after night.

Now she was dead, and all Freddie had was his fist and his father's disapproval of his dating, "so young". But the way he was shaking and heaving up and clenching his fingers in her hair told Ann he may never have had his dick in a cunt. But he sure knew how to fuck a sucking mouth! And his mother must have taught him how to lick her clit. She'd need that to quiet her screaming nerves, to get off so she could manage to get some sleep, lying beside her soft-dicked husband.

As hot as she was, Ann began to feel really sorry for the boy. She determined to give him the blowjob of his life. Better than he ever got from his mom.

After all, she thought, I'm a teacher of sex. And it shouldn't all be done with color slides and blackboard lectures. Here she had a virgin boy to test her ideas on.

She sat up and plumped up the sleeping bag under his head like a big soft pillow. She made him clasp his hands together under his head so she would be free to move around on his prone body.

"Watch, Fred," she whispered. "Just lie there and watch me lick your cock. Concentrate on how good it feels. I'm going to give you the most super suck-job you've ever had in all your life. Better than you ever got from your mother."

She spread his legs and nestled between them. Her fingers gathered up her long blonde hair and quickly twisted it into a knot on the top of her head, so he could see every movement she would make with her mouth. She began licking his thighs, traveling slowly up one shaking leg, flicking softly around his swollen balls, then trailing her moist tongue down his other thigh. His cock grew even more rigid, jerking in the air. His fluid literally poured out of the tiny pee-slit at the tip of his cock.

She moved a bit higher on him. Her tongue began a gentle tapping on the super-sensitive underside of his cock. Inch by inch, from the base of his cock up his thick shaft to the very end of his wildly pulsating dick, she tapped and tapped. He tried to sit up, reaching for her head. Ann caught his hands and held them tightly, driving him wild with persistent, flicking blows of her firm tongue. His juice spread over his belly and trickled down his sides. It flowed between his quivering asscheeks.

She closed her mouth tightly over his swollen cockhead, running her tongue around and around his cocktip. She moved toward his feet, bending his dick down. Ann was astonished at the strength of his cock, straining against the top of her mouths. He heaved and bucked under her, wrestling his hands free of her grip.

He grabbed her head and forced it down, jamming his throbbing cock deep down her throat.

Ann tried to relax her throat muscles and let him slip in as far as he could push his tortured cock. She moved his legs wide apart and slid a finger between his buttcheeks. She pressed against his puckered asshole and began tapping against it, gently, in rhythm with his dick pulsating so strongly in her throat. He raised his knees, tilting his hips. Now Ann knew something else his mother had done with him. She had taught him to love the feel of a slim finger sliding in and out of his tight little asshole!

She bared her teeth and began gently biting his cockshaft, nipping up and down its length. She fingerfucked his clenching asshole. He was right on the verge of coming.

Abruptly she took her mouth away. Her finger stopped moving in his hole. He lay there, straining, shaking hotly. He was trying desperately to come. Ann counted to twenty to herself. Then her tongue slipped out of her wet mouth and began tapping, tapping, all over again. She brought him swiftly up to the very edge of spilling his load, then backed away again.

He began to understand what she was doing. She wasn't really just teasing him, she was building him up to the longest, strongest, wildest ball-busting climax he had ever had.

The finger stimulation of his ass added to the wild sensations of her teeth biting his shaft. She moved her head a bit lower and began sucking his balls. Her finger never stopped moving, probing, teasing his clenched asshole. Now she moved up again and closed her teeth tightly just below the rim of his cock. She bit and nibbled, closing her jaws and moving her head up and down. It didn't seem possible that it could, but his cock grew even harder in her mouth. Suddenly he caught her off guard, and his cock exploded! Huge globs surged up his cum-channel and flooded her sucking mouth. She gulped, but she couldn't take it fast enough. The cum ran down his jerking cock and surged over his aching balls. But his erection stayed firm – rock-hard!

"Now, Freddie!" Ann gasped hotly. "Now! We are going to fuck! I want that hard thing inside my pussy!"

She slammed her body down on his, her arms going around his neck. Her hips ground her pussy mound against him. She shuddered and bucked, raking her cunt against his steely rod. All thoughts of teaching him the fine techniques of pussyfucking vanished like a puff of smoke. All she could think of was getting his prick inside her cunthole and fucking herself into one mad orgasm after another.