a gleam he almost couldn't believe.
Bob hesitated, spell bound as she began to slowly strip his shirt off. He was mesmerized by the crazy expression in her eyes. This is it, he told himself… I'm going to be fucked by a real woman, and not by just his hands and the vision of a woman in his mind. With that sudden awareness, he could feel his fears mounting more than ever before. She had successfully destroyed his ego before… what if she did something like that again by laughing at him? What if he couldn't fuck her the way she wanted? After all… he had only read about vaginas. He had never seen one in real life before.
'Ooooohhh… come on, Bob,' she said in a voice that told him his fears, which she could plainly see, were groundless. She didn't want to make him feel as though he might fail. If he thought he would do good, then he would. That was all there was to it. She could see that his bravado had been little more than a cover-up for the fact that he was really insecure, and she wanted to show him that he shouldn't be that way.
As he stood up from the couch, his shirt open she slipped out of her bra, revealing her huge, voluptuous tits to his bulging eyes. 'You don't have anything to be afraid of. I've done this with boy's half your age. Are you going to tell me that you can't fuck me when an eight year old can?' Before he could answer, she unzipped her pants and allowed them to cascade to the floor around her ankles, where she kicked them to one side. Then she spread her long, shapely legs slightly apart and placed her hands on the curve flare of her satin-smooth hips.
'Ssssshhhhhhiiiiitttttt…!' Bob hissed under his breath. He could feel his heart pounding at the sight of her nakedly compelling beauty. He felt the sweat beading on his forehead as his eyes raked over her voluptuous form from head to toe and back again. Then his gaze was fixed on the bright red curling triangle between her full, satiny thighs… and farther up to the crevice of her hard-nippled breasts. His throat was dry, the length of his swollen cock throbbing in painful spasms inside his pants. God damn! He didn't know what he should do now. Even though this was what he had wanted to happen, he had not really expected it, and he hadn't thought the next part through.
Sensing his confusion, Karen walked to him and began pulling wildly at his pants, his formerly angry, cocky face now looking confused and frightened.
As soon as she pulled his jeans to the floor, she backed away from him and sat at the other end of the couch. As soon as he was naked, she could see that she was in for a really good fucking, the type of fucking she had been missing for some time, despite her students. Her excited eyes swept wildly to the throbbing thickness of hardened flesh poling out from Bob's sparsely haired loins. She lowered her gaze slightly to his heavy sperm- bloated sac holding his young balls… and then she tossed one arm over the back of the couch.
'Is there something special you would like me to do to your cock, Bob?' she asked, her voice heavy with lust. She wanted to see what this young man had in mind. She had pretty much decided that she would let him fuck her the way he wanted her to. She was placing herself entirely at his disposal.
Her intentions were not lost on the aroused teen-ager. His mind raced with pictures he had seen in the magazines and some of the things people said in the stories. What did he want her to do? The only thing that came to mind was that he had wondered what it would be like to have his penis in a woman's mouth. Could he ask her to do that? Would she actually take his cock into her mouth? He took a deep breath to steady his nerves and said, 'I… I want you to suck me… I want to fuck your mouth.'
It was all Karen could do to keep from laughing. That was just what she was hoping he would want her to do… she had wanted to suck his handsome cock until it squirted its delicious young cum deep up into he throat ever since he had come over to her house.
'That's fine with me,' she said as she slowly rose from her place at the end of the couch. She knelt in front of him, and as though they had minds of their own, his hands went into her thick, red hair, working gently as he had seen men in the pictures do. It was like a dream come true. Every time he had seen her in the store, watching her swing her luscious ass as she walked, unaware that he was watching her, he had really wondered what she looked like naked… and he was not disappointed. Now that she was kneeling in front of him, he was already loosing some of his fear, and he braced himself for something he knew would be wonderful.
Karen was staring at the long, thick cock with its moistened head partially visible now out of its sheathing foreskin, level with her face. She could help but stare at it. It was huge… larger then any she had seen in the past month, as were his heavy balls. As she stared at it, she brought her hand up along his thighs to finally circle it with her slender fingers and pull away the loose outer skin from its blunt, blood-filled tip.
'I'm going to suck it, Bob… I'm going to kiss it and lick it and suck it until you cum in my mouth,' she said as she leaned forward slowly. She placed her pursed lips to its pulsing head and held them there before letting her tongue slip out between them, swiping away the little bubble of premature moisture that had oozed from its split. Then she wiggled the tip of her tongue into the tiny opening, causing the boy to shudder at the sensitive contact.
'Ooooooohhhh…!' he hissed, instinctively thrusting his hips forward. 'Wow!' He watched in wild fascination as her hand tightened around his jutting penis, and wild jolts of lust went slashing through him when she opened her mouth and her moistened lips slipped wetly over the tingling knob of his cock! His legs were like rubber as her tongue began to swirl around his penis and work deliriously up and down it's turgid shaft… Shit… it was really happening… his cock was being sucked by a naked woman… Miss Karen Heller had taken the thing right up into her mouth. And he could see why the men in the pictures were smiling when this was being done to them.
Karen choked back the moan of delight to trying to rise in her throat. She felt the heated secretions seeping wetly from her feverish vagina and flowing down between her widespread thighs to puddle wetly on the floor beneath her. She pressed her thighs together and pinched the tiny throbbing bud of her clitoris between her hair- lined cuntal lips.
'Uuuuuuhh… wait a minute… lay back on the floor,' he commanded, not wanting to waste a second of his sexual freedom. 'I… I want to see your cunt… I want to look up inside it…'
Karen was actually pleased that he had said that. She wanted him to use her body for whatever desires he might have, and she was happy that his fears had passed enough for him to make his wishes known. She lowered her body to the floor and lifted her legs until they flattened the firm full moons of her naked breasts. She smiled inwardly at the sight she must be presenting to him, her legs drawn up and spread wide to expose her fervidly moistened cunt. She could tell that his imagination was running rampant, and she hoped he would ask her to do many more things like this.
Bob dropped to his knees, leaning forward between her upraised legs and full, widespread thighs. Holy shit! He could see her tiny ass hole, all puckered and inviting, centered in the smooth hairless crevice between the satiny moons of her taut, cream-white buttocks. And above, less than an inch away… there was the moistened pink ribbon of her pussy-flesh dividing the snug, hair-fringed lips of her cunt.
His thumbs made her lurch when they touched the hotly swollen lips. Breathlessly he parted the clasping cuntal flesh, his eyes staring at the little recessed hole of her anus, working like a baby's mouth beneath his excitedly exploring fingers. And then… then he saw it… her tiny cunt-hole, a damp coating of moisture glossing the palpitating opening as well as the petals of flesh above it. With increasing wonder he spread them open to find her tiny, erect clitoris!
His young brain reeled with the headiness of the erotic spectacle. God… it looked just like it did in the pictures… better! He could feel the mounting pressure in his aching cock and balls, and he knew he had to do something to relieve it. He wanted to fuck her… No…! He wanted her to suck him first. The last time she had done it only moments ago had made him feel so wonderful that he wanted to feel it again. He liked the idea of having her stroke his penis and sucking the cum and aching hardness right out of it.
Karen lay in her exposed position, her quivering naked body and sexually reeling brain sinking farther and farther into the sensual heat of her desire. His wanton exploring of her body was inflaming her, making her revel in the total wantonness of his actions, and the sex-maddened teacher moaned in soul-consuming passion at his youthful fingering of her freely exposed cunt. In his own way, Bob was just as sweet and innocent as all the rest of the boys she had fucked, and he was as much a victim of this small town morality as the rest of them were.
Abruptly, the teen-ager got to his feet and threw himself on his back next to her. 'I want you to suck me again… I want you to suck my cock,' he said, none of the earlier cockiness left in his voice now. 'I… I want to watch you… I want to see your lips around my cock and I want to see your head bobbing up and down.'
Karen smiled and turned over onto her knees to crawl up between his legs, her firm, full breasts rippling and swaying erotically with her movements, her shoulder length red-hair grazing his thighs and stomach as she positioned herself. She was determined that she would do what ever he wanted her to do… especially if it was to
