Family lessons

CHAPTER ONE

Carl Stone was slowly pacing up and down in front of his high-school English class. In his early forties, the handsome teacher was married and the father of a lovely teenage daughter. Jenny, the apple of her dad's eye, was a beautiful girl with long blonde hair. He was equally fond of his extremely attractive red-haired wife, Sylvia, who was in her mid-thirties, but who still had the figure of a teenager.

The only thing that seemed to mar his near perfect marriage was his sex life over the past few years. There had been a time when it had been robust and passionate, but lately it had become rather bland, almost boring, and their nights of fucking were stretching farther and farther apart.

Addressing the class, his attention seemed to keep drifting to Denise Corby, a cute teenage student who was sitting near the back of the room. Carl couldn't explain why, but since the beginning of the term, he'd been fascinated by this rather slutty looking student. While most of the girls in class wore jeans and blouses, Denise wore short skirts and tight sweaters.

Never wearing a bra, her large tits always rolled and jiggled around suggestively under her tight sweater.

Her face was a bit broad, yet quite pretty, and there was a lazy sensuality about her gray eyes as they gazed out invitingly from between her sultry, half-closed lids. She had a rather wide mouth with full, sensuous lips and strong white teeth when she smiled, which was very seldom.

She was extremely attractive, yet there was something slightly grubby about her appearance. Denise had long brown hair that always seemed a bit rumpled and messy. But in spite of this, there was something about this rather slutty girl that intrigued the teacher.

"Now class," he continued, "learning to write and speak correct English is the purpose of this class, but proper pronunciation is also an extremely important thing to master."

Pausing momentarily before continuing with his lesson, his eyes drifted over to where Denise Corby was sitting. He was shocked at how much of her naked thighs were exposed under her hiked-up skirt.

"One of the most important things in speech is the way you sound your vowels, and now I want each of you to individually say them to me."

Glancing to the back of the room he noticed the sultry smile on Denise's face as she re-crossed her legs.

"Denise," be said, walking toward her desk. "Please stand up and go through your vowels for me."

The girl slowly rose to her feet and her deliciously big tits straining out against the front of her tight sweater. There was a warm teasing glow in her eyes as she smiled at the teacher standing directly in front of her.

"Now remember," he said. "I want these sounds to come from your diaphragm, not your throat."

"From here?" she whispered, thrusting her big tits up and out at him.

"Yes, Denise," he stammered. "From there."

She began uttering the sounds of the vowels in a surprisingly soft, resonant voice, clear as a bell.

"That's fine, Denise," he smiled. "This time, form the letter 'O' with your lips before you make the sounds."

Watching the sultry teen form her lips in a moist circle, the teacher suddenly thought how wonderful they would feel around his cock. Still looking the teacher straight in the eye, she teasingly darted the tip of her tongue out and slowly circled her lips with it, her eyes half-closed in an expression of ecstasy.

Seeing the excitement on the teacher's face, she brazenly repeated the sensual gesture two or three times before she finally sounded the vowel, pleased that she was able to turn him on so easily.

"That's fine, Denise," he smiled, resting his hands on her shoulders. "Now repeat it again."

She did, and this time the sexual suggestiveness of her teasing tongue was more obvious. Before turning away, the man instinctively gave her shoulders a squeeze. Walking over to the next student, Carl Stone glanced back over his shoulder at Denise, intrigued by the smoldering expression in her heavy-lidded eyes as she blatantly raised her short skirt even higher and once more re-crossed her legs.

He couldn't get the sensuous teen out of his mind as he continued working with the other students, one at a time. Just before the end of class, he returned to Denise who was now working on an essay.

"You pronounce our vowels very well," he said, smiling. "Your speaking voice is quite attractive."

"Thank you," she beamed, leaning back and thrusting her chest out so that her tits pushed provocatively against the material of her sweater.

"I think you should enroll in a drama class next semester," he continued.

"Do you mean that?" she softly whispered, casually picking up a pencil by the point and lightly tracing the eraser end around her big nipple that was deliciously defined against the sweater.

"I certainly do."

"Well," she grinned at him. "I'll bet I could play one helluva love scene."

"I'm sure you could."

"Try me sometime," she suggestively whispered. "I sure know how to please older men."

Unable to believe the teen's bold proposition, Carl walked numbly back to his desk.

That evening, while his wife Sylvia was in her dressing room getting ready for bed, she was unconsciously studying her nude body in the full-length mirror. She wished she knew why her husband's sexual interest in her had almost disappeared over the past few years. She felt that he still loved her, yet he rarely fucked her any more. The knowledge that he cared for her was the one thing that had kept Sylvia from committing adultery. Though she was not fucking with anyone, the frustrated woman was secretly getting her kicks by jerking off while she sucked some of her husband's young male students. She fully realized what a terrible thing she was doing, but it was the only way she could get sexual relief without fucking.

Still puzzled as to why her husband no longer wanted to fuck, Sylvia wondered if her body had lost its shape as she studied herself in the mirror. Staring at her reflection, she saw a beautiful oval-shaped face, crowned with a head of naturally red hair that fell softly down over her naked shoulders. The woman's large amber eyes stared back at her with a warm exciting glow that could harden the cock of any man. Her firm creamy tits with their erect nipples had absolutely no sag and could be the envy of any teenager. Sylvia's eyes drifted down over her flat tummy to the triangle of flaming red curls that surrounded the soft pink lips of her juicy pussy.

Deciding her body was nice enough to please any man, she slipped into a negligee and walked into their room where Carl was sitting up in bed, trying to concentrate on a book. Unable to get his mind off Denise, his sexy student, Carl had a gigantic hard-on. As much as he tried to get the slutty teen out of his thoughts, he was finding it impossible. Trying to concentrate on the book, he had the biggest hard-on he'd had in months.

Neither Carl nor his wife ever wore anything to bed, and his cock lurched even more violently when Sylvia removed her negligee, revealing her deliciously naked body. She wasn't Denise, but she had a cunt, and that's what he desperately needed right now.

When Sylvia slipped into bed with him, Carl drew her roughly into his arms, the heat of her soft body making his prick jerk violently against the bare flesh of her belly.

"God, that thing feels big tonight," she whispered, pressing herself even tighter against him.

Gently cupping the hot flesh of her firm tits, he could feel her stiffly erect nipples burning against his palm. Taking her hand, he pressed it down against his hard throbbing dick. Sylvia could feel his big oozing cock-head nosing wetly in her palm as she tenderly squeezed the deliciously hard knob.

"Oh, sweet baby," she whispered, rubbing the head of his cock against her bare hot tummy. "It feels so fuckin' hard tonight."

Carl moved his hands softly over her bare its, feeling her hard nipples burning with excitement. With his other hand, he began lightly caressing the soft pliant flesh of her inner thighs.

"Oh, Carl darling," she panted as the tip of his finger touched the wetness of her hot slit. "I love you so much."

The hot juicy feel of her cunt suddenly made him wonder what Denise's sweet twat would be like. He could almost visualize his finger teasing the coral-tinted flesh of the cute teen's twitching pussy. Thinking about the horny slut further excited the already aroused man.

Sylvia involuntarily arched her hips when his finger slipped into her juicy cunt. Shuddering with desire, she felt his thick blunt finger plunging up through the sensitive inner flesh of her quivering fuck-hole.

With his eyes closed, Carl vividly pictured his finger plunging and out of Denise's hot pussy. He could almost imagine that it was the slut's slippery cunt-lips sucking and grasping at his deeply embedded finger.

Sylvia was almost beside herself with excitement. Carl hadn't treated her with such passion in years, and she was writhing in pure ecstasy. Arching her hips up, she felt his finger sinking all the way into her slippery slit as she ground her pussy against his hand. She began trembling with delight when he slowly withdrew his finger and gently rubbed the tip of it against the swollen head of her clit.

"Oh, God, that feels good," she whispered, wrapping her fingers around his big stiff cock, sliding his thick foreskin up and down. "It feels so fucking good."

Frantically stroking and squeezing his hard meat, Sylvia could feel hot pre-cum oozing out from the end of his bloated cock-head. Her fingers drenched with cum, she began spreading it up and down the entire length of his shaft until his cock was glistening with the slippery fluid.

Crazed with lust, Carl pressed his lips against her hot open mouth, swirling his tongue around sensuously. Completely aroused, Carl lowered his mouth and sucked one of his wife's big juicy nipples into his greedy mouth. Grasping Sylvia's shoulders, he rolled the woman onto her back and crawled up between her legs, pressing his hard body against her soft warm flesh.

She could hardly believe what was going on. This attack by her husband was almost blowing her mind. She couldn't remember when Carl had ever been so sexually amused. Spreading her legs, she could feel his big hard cock pressing against her inner thighs. The feel of his bloated prick burning against her flesh was driving her wild. Frantically clutching his big wet shaft, Sylvia guided it toward her steaming hot slit. She was trembling with expectation as it moved closer and closer to her juice-drenched twat. She couldn't wait much longer. The aroused redhead knew she was going to get a fucking tonight like she hadn't had for years.

Reaching down and cupping her soft asscheeks in his hands, Carl drew her slippery pussy up toward his slowly advancing fuckrod. A delicious shudder racked his body when his sensitive cock-head probed against the slippery opening of her trembling pussy. He couldn't remember ever being so sexually alive in his entire life.

Mewling beneath him, Sylvia opened her thighs even wider. Arching her hips, she snaked her soft legs around his waist, offering the full hairy length of her open slit for his penetration.

"Do it, darling," she pleaded, writhing her cunt up against him. "Put it in, darling. For Christ's sake, fuck me!"

Clutching frantically at his ass, she drew him toward her, feeling his deliciously stiff dick slithering up through her eager pussy. God, how she wanted that beautiful cock buried deep in her smoldering guts. For years she'd dreamed of being fucked like this, and at last she was going to get it.

As Carl's stiff cock slid up into Sylvia's sucking pussy, his mind turned to Denise's sweet young twat. He could almost imagine his dick slipping up into the hot tightness of the teen's horny snatch. Feeling his hot cock-head slipping through the hot juicy lips of his wife's cunt, he gave a mighty lunge, driving deep into her trembling belly with one savage stroke.

"Aaaaaauuuggghhh!" she screamed as his unusually big prick sliced up through her sensitive cunt-flesh.

Grasping his ass even tighter, she arched her hips and drew him farther into her lust-crazed cunt. It was only when she felt his big knob pressing against her womb, and his massive balls nestling in the soft wide crevice of her ass that she realized he'd fully penetrated her cunt. She couldn't remember his cock having ever been this big and hard. Even in those glorious days of the past when all they did was fuck each other silly, his big prick had never filled her cunt as completely as it did tonight.

Lying perfectly still over his wife's writhing body, his shaft stuffed in her cunt, Carl visualized his stiff dick buried deep in Denise's pussy. With his eyes closed, he could almost see the teenager's tousled brown hair cascading over the pillow, and her softly parted lips smiling up at him. He could even feel her lush tits squishing under his chest as her horny young pussy sucked and squeezed at the base of his deeply embedded cock.

"Oh, darling," whispered Sylvia, relishing the feel of her husband's rock-hard shaft buried deeply in her hungry, clasping cunt.

"Your cock feels so fuckin' big and hard tonight."

Slowly at first, Carl began pumping his solid cock in and out of her slippery fuck-hole. The soft flesh and ridges of her cuntal walls rubbed deliciously against his sensitive prick, sending electric charges racing through his aroused body. Driving his cock in and out at a steady rhythm, a stream of hot pussy-juice dribbled out of her grasping pussy, saturating her soft ass.

"Oh, sweet Carl," sobbed his wife. "You feel so fuckin' hard. Oh, shit, you feel good."

With her mouth hanging open, her silky red hair flailing around her beautiful face, Sylvia thrusted her hips up to meet every lunge of his plunging rod. Never had the woman been more sexually alive. His big thick dick was carrying her to heights of ecstasy that were beyond her imagination. Each thrust of his super-hard prick was lifting her ass from the bed. Even during those early days, he'd never fucked her as completely as he was tonight. She knew they were entering a new world of sexual bliss – and from tonight on it would be better and better. God, how she loved her handsome virile husband. She didn't know what had brought about the change, but the way he was fucking into her tonight was almost unbelievable. She could hear the obscene slurping sounds of his thick meaty dick ploughing into her juicy cuntal flesh, arousing her even more.

"Oh, sweet baby," she whispered, covering his lips with her hot open mouth. "This is fantastic. Christ can you fuck."

Clinging to him as his big cock continued fucking deliciously into her hot sucking slit, Sylvia was almost out of her mind with ecstasy. Scissoring her shapely legs mote tightly about his waist, she ground her hot snatch up around the base of his shaft, trying to drag even more of his prick into her cock-crazed body.

"Oh, fuck, you sweet, sweet darling," she sobbed, completely carried away by the intense pleasure he was giving her.

Carl could feel her lurching beneath him and could tell she was rapidly approaching a climax. He couldn't understand Sylvia tonight. She hadn't been this fucking hot and excited in years. The way his wife was fucking back at him was incredible. She was a mass of writhing, sobbing flesh that was fucking with an abandon he'd never seen or felt from her before. He hadn't dreamed she could be such a wild, hot piece of ass.

As husband and wife pounded their slippery wet bodies together, Carl could feel Sylvia's hard nipples burning deliciously against his chest. The highly aroused couple were pounding toward their inevitable climax as his juice slickened prick tore violently into her hot grasping slit.

"Jesus Christ, darling!" she screamed. "I love it! I love it! Holy shit, what a cock!"

Rearing back, Carl began plunging his shaft into her with a renewed fury. The room was filled with the loud sound of wet flesh slapping noisily against wet flesh. A stream of perspiration was running down between the crack of her ass as they fucked on and on.

The way she was frantically grasping him in her arms, gripping him with her ankles and thighs, Carl could tell her orgasm was rapidly approaching. Listening to the way Sylvia was sobbing and gurgling beneath him, Carl knew it wouldn't be long now.

"Oh, God, honey," she squealed as he drove harder and deeper into her quivering body. "Fuck me good, darling! Fuck me good!"

Thinking about Denise, he began driving harder into his wife's lurching pussy.

"Oh, yes, baby," she squealed. "That's it! Fuck me good! Fuck me good!"

Sylvia was tensing for the inevitable orgasm that was building and building in her body, and she knew it was going to be the greatest climax she'd ever experienced. It was only seconds away and she could already hear the distant sound of bells beginning to ring in her ears. A wild thrill gripped her body as she started up over the crest of her orgasm.

With his mind on Denise, Carl felt his jism boiling deep in his balls. Thinking how wonderful it would feel to shoot his hot load into the slutty teen's writhing belly, he was suddenly aware of his hot jizz rushing up through his stiff shaft.

Sylvia was at the very brink of climaxing when she suddenly felt a torrent of steaming hot cum gushing up into her cunt, splattering against her womb.

"Don't stop!" she screamed, clutching at his ass, trying desperately to keep the top ridge of his cock rubbing against her throbbing clit. "Don't stop, honey, I'm almost there!"

Only a split second away from an overwhelming orgasm, she frantically raised her hips, trying to bring herself off by rubbing her swollen clit against the base of his squirting, shrinking prick.

"Don't stop, honey!" she hysterically screamed. "Please, darling, I'm almost there! Almost there!"

Carl's prick gave two or three feeble jerks and then slipped out of her cum-filled cunt as he rolled onto his back.

"No, Carl," she sobbed.

Staring up at the ceiling as her husband lay snoring beside her, Sylvia couldn't believe that something which had started out so fantastic could end up in such frustrating shambles.