Dave gave a lusty snarl and kept fucking her faster. She clung to him, clawing his shoulders and nuzzling his neck. Then her hips got into the act, pumping to his rhythm. She was fucking back at him, and she was starting to cream heavily.
That made it even better. The more she creamed, the slicker her cunt became, and Dave could fuck her even faster. His big cock made a lewd sucking noise as it reamed out her steaming juices, and that sound turned her on in a kinky way.
'Yeah, do it to me, meeeee!' she wailed.
Her hoarse horny cries excited him to even harder action. Now their bodies were slapping together, and the bed was starting to creak.
Shari jerked her hips in perfect time to his, and her pleasure mounted by the second. At last she understood why everybody was so crazy about fucking.
Nothing was better than this. She adored having her pussy licked and sucked, but it was even more exciting to feel a big hard cock reaming deep in her cunt and raking over her clit. Her face twisted into a horny grimace as her teacher fucked her faster and faster.
'Unnnhhh, shit, I love it!' she wailed. 'I love to fuck, Dave! Don't stop!'
'No way am I gonna stop now,' he panted.
He hammered his massive boner into her tiny twat like she never wanted to stop fucking. She couldn't get enough of it even if she lived to be a hundred.
'Faster,' she groaned, 'harder!'
He growled lustily and pounded it to her, shaking her petite body with the impact. Shari loved it. She screwed her eyes shut and forgot everything else but the great pleasure he was giving her. She soaked his jackhammering cock with huge blasts of molten cream.
'Unnnnhhh, honey! I'm gonna come!' she wailed.
'You and me both!' he panted.
A second later it happened. Shari felt her cunt being flooded with his thick boiling jizz, and that triggered her orgasm. Her cunt went into violent spasms around his meat, tugging and sucking and squeezing.
'Awwww, Jesus, awwwww!' he yelled.
'Ohhhhh, fuck, shit, I'm cominggg!' Shari yelled. 'Unnhhh, baby, whaahhhhh!'
It was the hardest, longest climax yet. She'd come in a lot of different ways, but this was the best. She rode her teacher's pistoning cock till she'd gotten every last jolt of sensation from her orgasm. Dave collapsed on her, panting.
'Dave,' she said, 'I'm hooked. I want you to fuck me forever. I'm afraid you're not gonna get rid of me.'
CHAPTER SEVEN
Shari wanted to stay with her teacher forever, but she had to get home before her parents started worrying about her. Very reluctantly she got dressed, and Dave kissed her goodbye at the back door.
'Can I come and see you again tomorrow, Dave?' she asked.
'I should say no,' he grinned, 'but I can't.' Shari rode her bike home, humming to herself. She had it made now. The man of her dreams had become her lover. She just wished she could skip the remaining weeks of school and spend the whole time in his bed. But somehow she didn't think people would approve.
'Where have you been?' her mother asked when she walked in. 'Mike's been calling you all day.'
'Oh, poor Mike,' Shari sighed.
She'd forgotten all about him. They'd been going steady for months, but now all she could think about was getting it on with Dave Stone. She wished Mike would find another girlfriend, but she knew that wasn't going to happen.
Mike was obsessed with fucking her. He wouldn't give up till he'd done it. But Shari had no intention of fucking him. The only guy who turned her on was Dave. She wondered how she was going to get out of that dilemma.
The phone rang again, and it was Mike.
'Change your mind about seeing me tonight?' he asked eagerly.
'No, Mike, I haven't,' Shari said. 'I'm just too tired to go out. Next week maybe.'
It was a dumb excuse, but it was the best she could come up with. Then she started counting the minutes till she could see Dave again. The more she thought about him and the exciting things they'd done, the hornier she got.
That night she lay tossing and turning in her bed, unable to sleep because her pussy was on fire with need. She had the wild urge to sneak over to Dave's house and crawl in bed with him. She had to do something to relieve her nagging lust.
Of course she could play with herself. It seemed like kid stuff now that she'd been fucked, but it was better than no relief at all. She slipped her hand up under her nightgown and touched the fever-hot cream-soaked flesh of her gash. She started rubbing the engorged flesh, and it felt great.
'Mmmmm, yessss!' she sighed.
She rubbed her slit all over, using a stiff forger to probe each steamy fold. She'd soon drenched her hand with her sticky hot pussy juice. She started concentrating on her clit, the place she liked to touch the most. Even her lightest strokes gave her a hot rush of pleasure.
She caught her throbbing clit between her thumb and forefinger and began kneading it. That really felt great. She rolled the slick bud faster and faster between her fingers and felt the molten cream spurting from her cunt.
'Ahhhh, yeah!' she moaned.
She closed her eyes and pretended Dave was beating her off. That was a lot more exciting than being alone. She imagined his big strong fingers rolling her clit, squeezing and stimulating it, and she panted and creamed like crazy.
It was so easy to get herself off that way. It didn't take more than a few minutes. Her hips were jerking, just as if she was fucking, and she felt the hot pleasure building in her clit till it just had to boil over. A few more strokes and she'd be coming like mad.
'Unnhhhh, yes, honey!' she wailed. 'Do it to meeee!'
Then her mother started knocking loudly on the door.
'Shari,' she called, 'is something wrong? I thought I heard you yelling.'
Shari snatched her hand away from her cream-drenched pussy and called back, 'I'm okay, Mom. I was just having a dream.'
She waited impatiently till she heard her mother walk away. There was just no privacy in this house, and they treated her like a little kid. Mom sure would have been surprised to learn that Shari had lost her virginity that very afternoon.
Well, soon she'd graduate, and then she could get a place of her own. She could masturbate right in the living room and yell her head off when she came. That would be lots of fun. But for now she'd better put a lid on it and keep quiet.
Panting softly, she began kneading her clit again. She heard her parents' bedroom door close, then her mom and dad talking to each other. Their room was right next to hers, and the rooms were even connected by a closet. That was another reason to be quiet.
'Mark, you nut!' Shari's mother cried.
Shari sat up in bed. It sounded like her folks were horsing around in there. All of a sudden she wondered if they ever got it on any more. They were in their late thirties, and that seemed awfully old to her. She was really curious.
Forgetting her own lust for the moment, she slipped out of bed and went quietly into the connecting closet. She felt her way through the racks of clothes and was careful not to trip over the shoes. The door to her parents' room was open just a crack.
'Aw, come on, honey,' her father was saying.
