noisily on his plunging tock.
'Oh, shit!' she squealed. 'I love it! I love it!'
Panting and heaving like a madman, Lew Gordon was slamming his screaming rod up into the tightest pussy he'd ever fucked. The man had balled many women, but nothing had ever compared to this little eighteen-year-old cunt.
Holding back nothing, the man was fucking into tier for all he was worth, pounding his bloated cock into her with all his strength, lifting her fragile little body off his belly with every brutal stroke of his massive cock.
Judy hadn't dreamed how good a man-sized dick would feel and her entire young body was responding as she felt herself racing toward a shattering climax.
'I'm gonna come!' she suddenly squealed. 'Oh, shit, I'm gonna come!'
Judy began hysterically rocking back and forth on his thrusting cock, her tingling clit rubbing back and forth against the top ridge of his gnarly boner. The teenager was screaming, her eyes rolling around crazily in her head as her cunt began spasming around the entire length of his rigid shaft.
'Aaaaaagggghhhh!' the teenager shrieked, wildly throwing her face back. 'I'm coming! I'm coming!'
With her convulsing cunt sucking and squeezing on his bursting shaft, the youngster suddenly felt his thick hot cum gushing up into her climaxing fuck-hole, adding more pleasure to her overwhelming orgasm. His massive load of jizz filled her tiny cunt and then boiled back out of her cock-filled snatch, forming a sticky pool on his hairy belly.
Judy Harris was only eighteen years old but she'd given the handsome basketball coach the greatest piece of ass he'd ever had.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Despite the heroics of the basketball team and the brief attire of the pretty cheerleaders, Coach Lew Gordon's team lost its opening game. He raised hell with Doug and Curt for going out with Claudine the night before, and then imposed a nine o'clock curfew on the entire team until the next game.
'Damn it,' he shouted at them during practice. 'This team should win the conference championship this year, but the way you played last night was horrible.'
'Those guys were good,' argued one of the players.
'Bullshit!' shouted the coach. 'You played like a bunch of old ladies.'
For the next week the coach made them practice an hour longer than usual every day. The boys complained and moaned, but the coach continued driving them, wanting the team to make a better showing in the next game.
When the night arrived, Lew Gordon thought the boys were ready. The school band played loud. Claudine's scantily dressed cheerleaders jiggled their tits and wiggled their asses and the entire student body cheered with gusto, but the team was trounced by fourteen points. Completely disappointed by the team's dismal performance, Lew took all privileges away from them. Thinking that they might be too involved with girls, he ordered the boys not to date until after the next game. Any player caught in the company of a girl would be dropped from the squad and he increased the practice sessions by another hour.
The following week was pure hell for Claudine. With Curt and Doug not allowed female companionship, and the coach being so uptight about the team that he'd lost all interest in sex, she had to depend on her little brother's prick or her own finger for sexual release. By the time the night rolled around for the next game, Claudine was horny as hell and she knew that nothing but a victory could alleviate her sexual frustrations.
Claudine was almost beside herself when the first half ended. In spite of the way the crowd roared, the way the band played and the way her cheerleaders flaunted their tits and cute butts to the team, they were trailing by eight points.
Knowing that desperate measures had to be taken, Claudine went into the restroom and removed her panties. Stuffing them into her bag, she hurried down the corridor to the dressing room. Claudine knew it was against the rules for a woman to enter, but she just opened the door and walked in.
The players were gathered around the coach when she entered and their mouths dropped open when they saw the pretty young teacher standing in their midst.
'What are you doing in here?' gasped the coach.
'I just want to make a short announcement,' she replied, stepping up on a bench.
'But you're not allowed in here,' said Lew.
'It will only take a minute,' she smiled, lifting her skirt and gave them all a good look at her cunt. 'Do you guys know what this is?'
They were all too shocked to answer.
'Well, it's called a pussy,' she continued. 'And a pussy is fun to fuck.'
There was still no response from the stunned basketball players as they stared at her little blonde-fringed twat.
'Whoever makes the most points in the next half can fuck my hot little cunt when the game is over,' she smiled, stepping down from the bench and started toward the door. 'And that's a promise.'
'Miss Harris,' stammered a skinny second stringer named Rudy as she passed in front of his locker. 'Are you serious?'
'Yes,' she smiled, pausing momentarily in front of the boy.
'Golly,' he blushed. 'I've never fucked a girl.'
'Then make a lot of points,' she giggled, winking at him as she walked out of the locker room.
Eight minutes of the second half had been played when Lew Gordon inserted Rudy, his second stringer. The boy hadn't been in the game for more than a few seconds when he stole a pass and dribbled down for an unassisted basket. When the opposition threw the ball in, Rudy intercepted it, converting it into another basket.
To the roar or the crowd and the flip flops of the cheerleaders, Rudy was a one-man hurricane. When the game ended, the team had won by five points and Rudy had amassed a total of twenty-two for himself.
The corridor outside the dressing room was a bedlam of shouting and cheering as Claudine stood in the crowd after the game, waiting for the team to get dressed. There were loud cheers when each player appeared, but there was almost a riot when Rudy walked out of the dressing room. He was practically mobbed by the screaming students who were tasting the first victory of the year.
It took several minutes, but Claudine finally worked her way through the crowd until she reached the young hero.
'Hi, Rudy,' she beamed up at the tall skinny kid. 'You were terrific.'
'Thanks Miss Harris,' the shy boy grinned.
'Are you ready for your reward?' she whispered into his ear.
'Gee, yes,' he grinned. 'If you're really serious.'
'You bet I am,' smiled Claudine. 'Let's get outa this mob.'
It took quite a while, but they finally broke away from the crowd and hurried over to where Claudine's car was parked.
'Wow,' she giggled as they bopped in. 'You were some hero tonight.'
The boy just grinned and blushed.
When they arrived at her house, Claudine led him into the living room.
'Well, here we are,' she smiled seductively, her eyes running slowly down his long, lean body to his crotch where the big swelling made it clear that the boy had a throbbing hard-on.
'Yeah,' he blushed, nervously shifting his weight from one foot to the other. 'Here we are.'
'Would you like to come up to my bedroom?' she asked, taking his trembling hand in hers.
'Sun,' he gulped as Claudine led him up the stain.
'D'ya like my bed?' she giggled, jumping onto it and bouncing up and down.
As her short skin flew up, she was hoping the boy was getting a good view of her naked pussy. When she stopped bouncing, Claudine lay back on the bed, raising one knee so the boy could get a good look at her juicy
