Teacher's hot wet panties

CHAPTER THREE

After her crash course in fucking, Jean felt ready to seduce any student she wanted. She had her eye on one in particular – Mark Nolan, a shy but handsome blond guy who was kind of bookish and got the best grades in the class.

She figured Mark needed to do something besides read books if he was going to be a success in the real world. He needed to learn about women. And of course she needed Mark. Ever since her surprise initiation into sex, she'd wanted more and more fucking.

The next day, the class was well-behaved again. A lot of the credit went to Wylie, who was keeping his part of the bargain he'd made with Jean. He'd promised to act like a perfect gentleman in class, and he was almost overdoing it. He was so meek and mannerly and obedient, it was all Jean could do to keep from laughing.

Only once did the old incorrigible Wylie appear, and that was towards the end of the hour, when Jean said: "Mark, I'd like to see you at my apartment this evening for evaluation. Will that be convenient?"

She caught Wylie's eye and saw that he was about to crack up. He knew perfectly well what Jean had in mind when she invited the handsome guy over to be "evaluated". A knowing leer from Wylie told her that he could go for a little evaluation, himself. Jean forced herself not to grin back at him.

Meanwhile, poor Mark was turning red right down to his socks. He was very bashful and didn't like being singled out for attention. But he managed to say: "Yes, Miss Walker, I'll be there. What time? And what do I need to bring?"

"Seven," Jean said, "and just bring yourself. I'll supply all the materials we'll need."

Wylie winked at her when the class ended, but he didn't linger. She looked hungrily after Mark as he hurried out of the room. He'd be a real hunk without those glasses. He was tall, lean, with sun-bleached blond hair, and he had such attractive features. Jean could hardly wait to see him with his clothes off.

Mark was right on time that evening, and Jean was prepared for him. She'd dressed a little more conservatively than she had for Wylie, choosing a low-cut blue blouse and matching short skirt that showed off her nice legs. She used her most seductive perfume. And when she let Mark into the apartment, she could tell he liked what he saw.

He wasn't brazen like Wylie, so he didn't gawk at her, but his eyes moved quickly over her and he reddened a little. So there was something in his head besides book learning. Jean seated him on the couch and sat quite close to him. He looked bashful and nervous, but she figured she'd soon take care of that.

"Now Mark," she said with a smile, "of course there's nothing wrong with your grades. You're doing very well in my class. I didn't bring you here to discuss your academic performance. I'm more concerned about your social adjustment."

He reddened. "What do you mean, Miss Walker?" he said. "I know I'm not very popular. Is that it?"

"Yes, that's part of it," Jean said soothingly. "It's hard to be a happy teenager if you don't have any friends. But I also notice that you don't have a girl. Do you date at all?"

He got even redder, and he hung his head as he replied: "No, ma'am, I don't. I never got up the nerve to ask a girl out. I'm always afraid they'll laugh at me."

"But would you like to date?" Jean asked. "Oh, yeah," he said with a wistful sigh. "I sure would."

"Now be very frank with me, Mark," Jean said. "This is a private talk, and nobody will ever know about it but you and me. Do you feel horny a lot? Would you like to make out with a girl?"

She didn't think it was possible for a human being to blush as hard as Mark did. He couldn't meet her eyes as he muttered: "Yeah, Miss Walker, it seems like I'm horny all the time. I'd love to make out, if any girl would have me."

"Well, that's perfectly normal, Mark," Jean said, sliding a hand onto his leg and patting him. "I imagine you jack off a lot, too, don't you?"

"Yes," he admitted sheepishly. "Once a day, at least."

Jean could barely contain her excitement. She was about to seduce a handsome, horny teenaged virgin. It would be like an early birthday present. She rubbed Mark's leg while the boy struggled with his shyness and embarrassment.

"Masturbation is normal, too, Mark," she told him gently. "There's no reason to feel ashamed of it. Everybody does it. But I think maybe you do have a problem I can help with."

"What's that, Miss Walker?" he asked, getting up the nerve to meet her eyes again.

"Well, I'm sure you'd rather have sex with a real live woman than to jack off," she smiled. "So I'll teach you how. You can start with me."

Mark's mouth fell open, and Jean could see the astonishment all over, his face. She didn't blame him for feeling blown away. He probably couldn't believe what he'd just heard. Still smiling invitingly, she gently removed his glasses and set them aside. He was much cuter without those glasses.

Her pussy tingled with readiness as she looked at the handsome youth. She brushed his straight blond hair back from his face, then leaned forward and kissed him, darting her tongue teasingly between his lips. He gave a hoarse groan and a helpless shudder of arousal. She slid her tongue all the way into his mouth and probed around.

She was shaking with excitement, but he made no move to touch her. Wylie would have taken the hint, and it was a damned big hint. But with Mark, it was going to be different. The shy virgin bookworm would have to be coaxed and encouraged every step of the way. Jean finally broke off the steamy tongue-kiss and smiled at him.

"Did you enjoy that, Mark?" she asked. "Oh, wow, I sure did," he said hoarsely. "Do it to me, then," she said. "I want you to learn how."

His first attempt was clumsy, the second a little better, and by the third kiss he was getting good at it. Not only that, he was building up his confidence. He started feeling her up. It was awkward and timid, but at least he was trying, his hands making fleeting passes over her hips and waist and tits.

They paused. Jean's pussy was on fire with need, seething and cream-soaked. She would happily have fucked the guy right then and there. But she wanted to do this right. She was a teacher, after all, and when Mark left tonight, she wanted him to know how to turn a woman on, not just how to fuck.

She'd teach him everything Wylie had taught her. Now she started unbuttoning her blouse, and Mark's eyes got big again. He watched in shy fascination as the beautiful brunette removed her blouse. Her pretty lace bra seemed ready to overflow, her big ripe tits bulging over the tops of the cups.

Smiling enticingly, Jean popped open the front catch of her bra. The cups flew apart, and her melon-size tits came tumbling out, firm and creamy-skinned, capped with lust-stiffened nipples. Mark moaned softly as he stared at her luscious big tits. Jean saw the crotch of his jeans starting to swell.

But apparently he wasn't going to do anything but stare. He was too bashful and polite to make a move without his teacher's permission. So Jean took his hands and set them on her naked tits. He shivered with excitement as she placed her hands on top of his and showed him how to squeeze and stimulate her tits.

"This is something else you need to learn, Mark," she purred. "Girls really go for this."

"Oh, shit, so do I," he groaned. Then he blushed and added: "Excuse me for swearing, Miss Walker."

"It's all right, Mark," she grinned. "When people get excited, they swear. Just go on playing with my tits, please."

She let go of his hands and let him solo. As with the kissing, it took awhile before he learned the technique. Wylie, a street person, was light years ahead of the bookworm Mark when it came to making out. But Mark was bright and eager, and he was learning. Jean sank back against the couch and gurgled happily, her erect and throbbing nipples digging into his palms.

"Mmmmmm, now you're getting the idea, Mark," she sighed. "That feels very exciting. Now, if this was a real date and I was your girl, I'd be getting very hot for you. I might do something like this."

She quickly tugged off his t-shirt and ran her hands over his smooth hard chest. Then she popped the snap of his jeans and tugged down the zipper. To her annoyance, he was wearing shorts. That was going to slow things up. Why couldn't he just go without underwear, like Wylie and the other young hoods?

Grasping both his jeans and his jockey shorts, she tugged them down over his ass, all the way down to his thighs. Mark was blushing furiously, and his hands went still on her swollen tits. He was staring at his own stiff cock in mortification, ashamed of having a hard-on.

"Oh, gosh, Miss Walker, I'm sorry," he murmured. "I just couldn't seem to help it."

"But, honey," Jean cooed, "that's exactly what's supposed to happen. We're getting each other turned on, remember? We're making each other horny, so of course your cock's going to get hard. Mmmm, and it's a beauty, too."

"You think so?" Mark asked wonderingly. "It's not too small?"

Jean reached out and ran her fingertips teasingly over his seven-inch cock. "It's big, Mark," she said, her voice hoarse with longing. "You're going to be very popular with the ladies."

Mark beamed, then shivered with excitement as his pretty teacher fisted his stiff cock and started pumping it. His hands went into action on her sensitive tits, squeezing and molding. Following his natural horny urges, he stuck out his tongue and licked her engorged nipples. She gurgled with delight.

"Oh, yes, Mark, do that," she panted. "It feels so exciting."

"It's not too kinky?"

"Honey, nothing's too kinky when you're getting it on, not if both people want it," she explained. "You just do whatever feels good for both of you."

Encouraged, the shy student eagerly tongued her long erect nipples, leaving them wet and gleaming with his hot spit. Meanwhile, Jean was hungrily pumping his rock-hard cock in her fist and thinking how great that stiff boner was going to feel in her famished cunt. By now she was creaming through her panties, she was so horny.

She had a brief urge to just drag the guy into her bedroom and fuck him senseless. But she had her teaching duties to perform. She wouldn't feel right about seducing Mark unless it was a learning experience for him.

"All right, Mark," she went on. "Say we're parked and making out and we've gotten this far. The girl is hot for you, but she's still not sure she'll go all the way. This is the time for you to get her really turned on, so horny that she'll do whatever you want."

"Great, how do I do that?" he panted.

"I'll show you," she gurgled.

She took his right hand and slid it up under her skirt. With her silent coaching, Mark slipped off her bikini panties, then pushed her skirt up and ogled the lush brown fur of her cunt bush. She grasped his thick middle finger and slid it between the furry cunt lips, onto the scorching wet flesh of her pussy gash.

"This is where you touch a girl to get her really hot," she explained hoarsely. "Rub her pussy like this."

She demonstrated, working the boy's stiff finger back and forth over her cunt slit and the swollen nub of her clit. Then she let go and had him try it by himself. He learned really fast this time. He started finger-fucking her, stimulating the supersensitive flesh between her legs, and she was quickly creaming all over his plowing finger.

"Mmmmmm, yessss!" she hissed. "That feels really good, honey. Just keep doing that to me, Mark. Make me so hot that. I want to fuck you."

His stiff cock gave a violent buck in her fist, and he asked hoarsely: "Miss Walker, are we really gonna fuck?"

"We'll see, Mark," she said. "It depends on how well you do with these other lessons."

"Right," he croaked.

Of course, she really intended to fuck his brains out, but she wasn't going to tell him that, or he might slack off. He might not put everything he had into getting her hot for him. Now he went on eagerly rubbing her pussy with his stiff finger, driving her wild, while she pumped his cock. Her cunt was on fire, and she couldn't stop creaming.

"Okay, Mark," she moaned. "You've probably got the girl pretty excited by now, and she nuts tot something that will make you just as excited. Something really naughty. Probably she'd go down on you."

"Oh, shit, yeah," Mark groaned as the nearly naked teacher eased him down on his back and crawled between his legs.

While she was getting him into position, Jean quickly shucked her skirt and pulled his jeans and shorts all the way off. Now there were no clothes to hinder them. Kneeling between his legs, she dipped her head down, stuck out her glistening pink tongue, and started licking the swollen head of his cock.

"Oh, Christ, yes!" Mark groaned. "That feels fantastic, Miss Walker."

Just as with Wylie, she thought of asking him to call her Jean, but she decided against it. True, their situation wasn't very formal, but tomorrow they'd be in class again, and she'd be the teacher and he'd be the student. So she would never permit first names, even when she was fucking the guys. Mark went on addressing her formally as she hungrily and noisily tongued his cock.

"Mmmm, ummmm," she murmured, lapping up his cock cream and gobbling it.

Mark watched in delight and fascination as the lovely spinster licked up the hot cream that oozed from his piss hole. From the moment Miss Walker had stepped into the classroom that first day, he'd thought she was the most beautiful and sexy woman he'd ever seen.

He'd just about come in his pants when Wylie and his buddies stripped her and fucked her. Afterwards, he'd had to go home and jack off about a half dozen times, thinking of Miss Walker and fantasizing that he was fucking her. He hadn't been able to get his mind off her. And now his most impossible dreams were coming true!

She had let him strip her, let him play with her pussy, and now she was lathering his stiff standing prick with her hot spit. Mark was so excited, he could hardly keep from coming. In fact, it was getting to be a very dangerous possibility that he was going to shoot his jism right in Miss Walker's pretty face.

"Oh, shit, teacher, I think I'm gonna come," he groaned.

"Good, Mark – I want to eat it!" Jean cried huskily. "Let yourself go, don't hold back!"

By then there was no way Mark could hold back. His teacher had just told him she wanted to eat his come then she slid her hot wet lips down around his rigid cock and took half his cockshaft hit her steamy mouth. She caved in her cheeks and started sucking his cock. It didn't take more than two sucks before the horsy guy was coming like crazy.

"Awwwww, fuck, shiv, aaaggghhh!" he yelled.

"Mmmmm!" Jean exclaimed.

He hadn't been kidding. He was coming hard and heavily, filling her mouth with steaming jizz till her cheeks puffed out. She let the delicious come-load collect, savoring it, and then gulped it down just as her cheeks threatened to burst. Mark bucked hard and fucked her mouth as she sucked up every drop of his fuck cream.

When his wet cock finally slipped from her mouth, she licked her lips to get all his tasty come-juice. She was gurgling with excitement, but Mark didn't look so happy. He seemed embarrassed and sheepish.

"Some stud," he sighed. "I'm sorry I came so fast, Miss Walker. I guess if this was a real date, the girl would laugh at me."

"Oh, no, Mark," Jean gurgled. "She'd just get you hard again. Unless she thought you were finished for the evening, that is. She might think you were satisfied and wanted to quit. Would that be true?"

"Oh, no way!" Mark cried.

"All right, then you'd want to do something to keep her hot and interested," Jean said. "You'd go down on her."

"Show me how," he begged.

Jean lay down on her back, bent her knees, and spread her legs wide. Mark was right there, crawling between her thighs and ogling her pussy slit. It was obviously the first time he'd seen a pussy. As he studied the wet pink flesh and its fringes of dark curls, Jean was seething with need.

"Look here, honey," she said. "This is the most sensitive spot a woman has, her clit."

She folded back the dark-furred lips of her cunt and showed Mark the pea-sized hooded lump of flesh. "When you touch a girl here, it feels really great to her," she went on. "And when you lick her or suck her here, it really blows her away. Go ahead, try it."

Mark's blond head dipped down between her legs, and she shivered in lusty anticipation as his hot breath tickled her pussy gash. She felt the timid contact of his tongue tip on her clit. Even that ultra light touch felt exciting to her. He lapped up and down over her clit, and she creamed heavily.

"Harder, Mark," she moaned. "Faster. Be aggressive. Ohhhh, yes, that's great!"

She slumped back, gurgling with pleasure, and let the horny teenager tongue-whip her clit. Thank goodness, Wylie had been a thorough teacher, or she would never have known about this exquisite pleasure. She couldn't imagine a more delicious sensation than having a man's steaming wet tongue lashing her pussy.

"Unnnhhhh, yeah, Mark, I love it, honey," she moaned. "Don't stop!"

Mark had no intention of stopping. He would gladly have worn his tongue out to please her. He adored his beautiful hot-pants teacher, and he wanted her to know she could always have fun with him. He tongued her throbbing clit faster and faster, noticing that the increasing speed made her moan even louder. He gobbled up her tangy pussy juice.

"Oh, yeah, Mark, that's wonderful," she moaned, clawing the couch. "Keep doing it, make me come."

Mark shivered with excitement. He wanted more than anything in the world to make Miss Walker have an orgasm. Then maybe she'd be excited enough to fuck him. He was sick of being a virgin. It was so embarrassing for a senior in high school not to have lost his cherry. This could be his big chance.

So he gave it everything he was capable of, lashing his teacher's velvety hot clit with the stiff tip of his tongue and bringing her right to the brink of release. She was whimpering steadily now and soaking his tongue and his bobbing chin with helpless spurts of molten cunt cream.

"Oooo, honey, I just have to get off!" she squealed. "Suck my clit, Mark, suck me off."

Mark immediately pressed his lips against her wildly pulsating clit and started to suck. He thought Miss Walker was going to fly right off the couch. She screamed with sudden pleasure and soaked his whole face with her pussy juices. Mark saw that sucking a woman's clit was about the most exciting thing he could do for her.

"Ohhhh, God, yessss!" Jean moaned. "That's great, honey, that'll get me off real fast."

She closed her eyes tightly and blocked out every other sensation, conscious only of the scaring pleasure she was getting from her student's hotly sucking lips. The obscene noise of his cunt-sucking seemed to echo through the room, adding to her crazy arousal. A few seconds later, a body-blasting orgasm ripped through her.

"Unnhhhhh, yes, you're making me came!" she screamed. "Ohhhhh, Mark, uunnnnhhh!"

Her body bucked and writhed so hard that Mark couldn't keep his lips on target. He had to hold her to keep her from rolling off the couch. On his knees, watching her come, he felt his cock getting stiff as a board. It thrilled him to know that he'd brought the big-titted spinster to climax with his lips. Now he wanted to do the same thing with his cock.

"Unnnhhhh, I'm coming so good!" Jean whimpered.

She'd really needed it, too. It had been twenty-four hours since her last orgasm, and that was way too long in her book. She shivered through the delicious after-spasms, then opened her eyes and looked up at Mark. His cock was stiff and ready again, and he was looking at her pleadingly.

"You know, Mark," she said huskily, "I can't speak for other women, but if I were on a date with you, I'd be really turned on by now. I'd want to go all the way with you. How would you feel?"

"Horny," he croaked. "Just about horny enough to die."

"Is that how you feel this very moment?" she grinned.

"Yes, ma'am," the boy groaned.

"Well, then, we'd better do something about that," Jean said. "Come on into my bedroom." Mark looked so excited, he seemed to have forgotten to breathe. He followed her to her bedroom and climbed onto the bed with her, and only then did he start panting again. Jean rolled onto her back and spread her legs and held out her arms to him. She could hardly wait to feel his steel-stiff young cock in her famished little cunt.

"Come on, Mark, fuck me," she whispered. "I want that big hard cock of yours."

He just stared at her. "I can't believe this is happening, Miss Walker," he said hoarsely. "It's just too good to be true. There's gotta be a catch."

Jean groaned with impatience. "There's no catch, Mark," she said. "I'm just very horny and need to fuck and you're here. It's that simple. Don't blow it."

"Right!" he cried, throwing himself onto her.

He just about knocked the breath out of her. He was very eager and very clumsy. He sank down between her hot thighs and started hammering his cock against the slippery flesh of her pussy, but he kept missing her cunt hole. He was so excited, Jean feared he'd shoot his come-load without ever getting his prick into her.

"Hey, tiger, slow down," she said. "Take it easy. Need some help?"

Mark produced one of his world-record blushes. "I can't find the hole," he confessed. No shit, Jean thought. But aloud she said soothingly: "Here, I'll help you."

She grasped the hot hard shaft of his cock and guided it toward her cunt mouth. She eased the swollen head of his prick into the steamy moist pit and lodged it there firmly. His prick was about an inch into her, and he was trembling with excitement. So was Jean. She was soaking his fat cockhead with pussy cream.

"Stick it into me, Mark," she moaned. "Give me every inch of your cock, honey."

"Ahhhhh, Jesus," he moaned, shoving his fucker hard into her cunt.

"Unnnhhhh, yessss!" she cried.

It was a sensation she'd been craving for twenty-four hours now, a big hard cock cramming her cunt and throbbing against every inch of her greedily gripping fuck-tunnel. Mark fucked steadily into her till his cock butted her womb. He was fucked to the balls in her fiery wet pussy hole. He paused there, moaning.

"I'm not a virgin anymore, right?" he asked eagerly.

"Right," Jean grinned. "Now quit talking about it and start fucking. I'm horny enough to scream."

"Yes, teacher," he said with a grin.

Her jerking hips signaled the rhythm she wanted, and Mark gave it to her, pumping away eagerly, fucking her greedy cunt with his stiff cock. Jean gurgled in ecstasy and creamed steadily, soaking his cockmeat. She couldn't kid herself – she loved to fuck. She just wished she'd started fucking sooner. She'd wasted a lot of precious time in her man-hating spinster days.

But she'd make up for it now, she promised herself, fucking her students one after the other. Each semester would bring a fresh supply of horny young studs. As long as she remained attractive, she could get all the action she wanted. And she intended to remain attractive for a long, long time.

"Am I fucking you good, Miss Walker?" Mark panted.

"Oh, yes, honey," she moaned, "you're fucking me very good. I wish we could fuck forever."

"Oh, shit, so do I," he sighed.

Mark had had hundreds of fantasies about fucking, but none of them had been as good as the real thing. Nothing could compare with hammering his eager cock in his teacher's hot velvet-lined cunt. He really felt like a man now, as her big hot tits wobbled against his chest and her muscular little pussy squeezed and tugged at hit cockmeat.

Her squeals and moans of delight added to his feeling of manliness. Mark knew he wouldn't be a shy bookworm after tonight. He'd go after the girls, and he wouldn't lay off fill he'd gotten into their pants. With everything Miss Walker had taught him tonight, he could turn on just about any girl.

But no matter how many girls he fucked, he'd never forget this incredible experience. It was the most wonderful thing that had ever happened to him. It was like a dream, Miss Walker coming on to him, sucking his cock, letting him go down on her, and then finally taking him to her bed and fucking him. He just had to be the luckiest guy in the world.

"Oh, wow, Miss Walker," he sighed. "This is so much fun."

"It sure is, honey," she gurgled, clawing at his ass. "Fucking is the most fun thing in the world."

As she spoke she was jerking her hips faster, coaxing her horny student into even harder action. He got the hint and fucked her faster and harder. His stiff cockshaft sawed up and down over her clit, giving her a steady buzz of pleasure, and the harder he fucked her, the more intense her pleasure became. She soaked his prickmeat with hot spurts of cunt cream.

"Ooooo, yeah, Mark, fuck me good and hard," she panted. "I love it that way."

Mark was glad to hear that, because his excitement was overpowering him and he wanted to fuck her harder and harder. He groaned and went into high gear. Their bodies slapped loudly together, and the bed began to shake and creak. Miss Walker dug her nails into his jerking, knotting ass and howled with bliss.

"Oh, honey, fuck the living shit out of me!" she cried. "Yes, yes, Mark, fuck hard!"

She arched her body and rubbed her swollen clit against his pistoning prickshaft. The pleasure was steady and intense. She loved feeling his rock-hard cock cramming her cunt and reaming out her cream. She was sure now that she could never get enough fucking, no matter how long she lived.

"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee!" she squealed.

Mark was beyond words now. He was just panting and groaning as he fucked himself silly. He crammed his nearly-bursting cock again and again into the hot pulp of his teacher's pussy, and each hungry thrust brought him a blast of pleasure. He forgot his shyness. He forgot everything but the incredible fun he was having.

He felt Miss Walker's cunt tightening steadily around his prick. She was frantically rubbing her pussy mound against him and shoving her throbbing clit against his plowing prick. Her cunt cream was thick and boiling around his cockmeat. The pretty spinster was right on the verge of coming, and so was he.

"Mark, honey," she sobbed, "I'm gonna come so good. Fuck me just as hard as you can, baby, get me off."

Mark gave a lusty growl and really pounded it to her, making her tall, big-titted body shudder with the impact. She didn't complain. She seemed to love it, moaning with delight and fucking right back at him. She clutched his ass hard and pulled his cock deeper and deeper into her searing-hot pussy.

"Oooo, shit, oooh, I'm almost there," she gurgled.

Mark was already there. The excitement of fucking the howling hot-cunted teacher was too much for him. He felt his balls exploding and molten jizz spurting from his cock. He fucked into her with lightning speed as he discharged his boiling come-load into her cunt.

"Take it, teacher, aaaggghhhh!" he yelled. The sizzling flood of his come triggered Jean's climax. "Ohhhhh, yeah, cream me, honey, whaaahhhh!" she wailed.

Blissfully, she rode out the body-rocking climax, Mark's convulsing boner cramming her cunt and filling her to overflowing with molten come-juice. She felt his steaming jism gushing from her pussy and dribbling down her ass crack to puddle on the bed. She loved taking his come load, and she shivered with satisfaction.

"Excellent, Mark," she breathed. "You'll have lots of friends now. You just had to learn how to be popular with girls, and now you know."

"Thanks to you, Miss Walker," he said adoringly. "I'll never forget this."

"And don't forget to keep your grades up, too," Jean teased, "not just your cock."