Ms. Meaker leaned forward on the desk. That’s when I got a whiff of her perfume. Boy, that sent my head to whirling. She looked up at me in all seriousness and said, “Would you strip for me now?”
I guess I blushed again.
“An actor can’t have, the pride to feel ashamed. He or she has to do whatever has to be done to win the part. Not that I’m going to bounce Jason out of the play. Nor would I give you a part for any other reason than that you suited it.
I can’t be bribed with anything once I make up my mind.”
I wasn’t quite sure what that meant, but I,reached for the zipper of my leather jacket and pulled it down. Slow like. I looked right into her eyes as I did it. I watched.
I have a good chest. And I happened to be wearing nothing but a muscle shirt underneath. I don’t have much hair there, being so young looking and all, but the muscles are good. I saw her eyes widen as I slipped the jacket off. “You want me to take my undershirt off?”
“It’s your legs that we’re interested in, not your chest… though that’s not bad.” She picked up the pencil she was making the corrections with and tapped her teeth. She had such tasty looking red lips. I. willed my dick to stay under control. This was gettin’ hot.
“Right.” I was wearing a wide leather belt with silver studs in it so I unbuckled that. I saw her eyes go to my crotch, not my legs. Maybe She liked young guys as much as I fantasized about sexy older women… which she definitely was. I unzipped and opened the flaps. Thank somebody that I’d changed my underwear this morning.
Her eyes popped as I stood up straight and pushed my jeans down. Once they got past my knees they slipped to the floor without my help. I kicked first one leg than the other out of the way. She kept staring at my basket.
Well, when a hot lady stares at your crotch, you get hot right? So my dick started to uncurl. I looked down… she looked forward. Damn, I was throwing a rod right in front of my teacher. I shrugged the leather jacket off my shoulders and allowed it to slither down my back onto the floor.
“Step back a little, I can’t see all of you.”
I stepped back. My shorts bulge was pretty good now. Now, my cock is the same length soft as hard, so it makes a nice pop in my jeans. It was getting hard with a vengeance… poking against my nuts.
“Hmm,” she said. “I have nice legs too.”
“Never seen ‘em, you always wear pants.”
This time she stood up, then began stripping off the bulky sweater. Her caramel colored skin glowed. My eyes danced because I could see the nipples of her tits through the lace bra. My dick went up another notch.
I used the same line on her that she’d used on me. “It’s the legs we’re lookin’ at.”
She played with the brown cloth belt for a moment, then unzipped. She was wearing panties underneath, but they were so thin I could see the shadow of her pussy. My cock started to drip. Then, as if we’d blocked the move on stage, we both moved to the side until we were standing face to face, she was staring at my crotch; I was taking in her legs. They were so smooth looking and long and … sexy.
A drop of my stuff dripped out of my dick and into my shorts. I looked down.
She was watching the tiny round spot grow.
“I excite you, huh?”
“You do… you really do.”
“Well you excite me too.”
“Prove it.” I said that in my most masculine voice.
She stepped forward, her palm out toward my basket. She made contact with my throbbing dick and squeezed it. “What do we have here?”
“A cock, like any other guy.”
“Feels pretty big.”
I shrugged. I didn’t have nothing to compare it to.
“So you just going to squeeze it?”
“Let me see… she pulled my shorts down… my cock, having been trapped, popped up and slapped against my belly.
Her fingers were all over it. Petting. Squeezing. Stroking. My balls jumped. I was on edge as you can imagine. Here was my dream woman playing with my dick.
“You want to put it in here,” she said and pushed her panties down.
What a thick pussy bush… I could barely see her cunt lips through the forest. But I could see them.
“You want some lube?”
“That would help.”
I stepped back, cock bobbing and gestured down to it. Then grabbed the thing around the base and held it up toward her. “Mouth juice works. Direct from the mouth.”
She held up her hand as if to spit it.
“No, I mean, direct.”
She got the point then. As she knelt, I saw her pussy lips open. Geees, I could hardly wait to fuck her… but I had to. She was going to suck me off a little first, which always made my pretty hot.
Her lips were real soft as they kissed my dickhead. But when they closed around the shaft and she really began to give me some tongue action my knees went weak again. I guess I was trembling, because she put her hands on my legs to hold them steady as she sucked me.
“Careful,” I warned.
She smacked off, then spit a mouthful onto my shaft. She stood so quickly that my head spun. I had my cock in my hand still as she pushed her body against it.
Being a little shorter was an advantage in this case, my dickhead punched into her and her cunt lips folded around my rod.
We kind of steered around so that she could sit on the desk and I could straddle her and get some purchase. I can tell ya she felt so warm and juicy around my dick. I began to do slow strokes deep into her. At the same time, I found the catch on the bra and had her brown tits flopping in a few seconds. I pushed all the way in and kind of flexed my butt muscles as I lifted her left tit to my lips. Again the arousing smell of her perfume. I kissed the whole surface, without touching the nipple. That’s when she began to breath hard. I kept up little motions with my hips to let her know where the main action was as I began to lick her nipple. It boinged up, nearly as hard as my dick. Then I treated the other one to my lips and tongue. She was practically puffing by then. And she really wanted me to fuck her, because her body was sliding forward and back on the desk, crunching up the papers she’d been correcting.
“Shove it to me, Little David. Play on my harp.”
I knew what she meant. I leaned forward as she leaned back, her palms on the desk not too far from mine I pulled my dick out, feeling her hot pussy raking over the whole thing as I emerged. Then back again.
I fucked her for a few seconds, watching the spit on her nipples dry. Then I leaned forward and kissed her lips. Boy, were they sweet.
She grabbed me by the hips and held on as I really fucked into her. My balls were swinging back and forth like mad pendulums by then. The feeling was really intense. I closed my eyes and just fucked. It seemed like my body had only one purpose, only one thing attached to on it… cock growing harder and harder with each stroke.
I could hear her panting. Shit, my muscle shirt was going to be soaked.
Already, my armpits were flowing.
Still I flicked, gritting my teeth. Then it happened. I could sense the fire at the end of my cock. My dick head was so hard I could have drilled through rock with it, instead I was melting pussy.
“Ohhhhh.” Was all I said as I threw my head back, my hair jiggling at my neck as I took some more hard strokes. It was too much for me. I wanted this to go on for a long time, but I couldn’t stop myself.
My balls spun in their bag then my rod reared back and then began to spit out my juices. God, I was cumming like it was going to be my last time.
That’s when I felt her pussy begin to spasm too. She was getting off on this as much as I was. We spasmed together. I gave up first but I felt proud that I’d given her so much pleasure. She kept whimpering and then clawed at my biceps.
