Donna Allen

After class with teacher

CHAPTER ONE

"I'm horny as hell, honey, let's fuck!" Gloria Maitland pressed up against her husband as she moaned hotly in his ear. She felt the bulge in Frank's crotch pushing into her belly, and she strained against it. They had just returned home from a church group social and she was keyed up from meeting so many new people.

Frank grunted and yawned, scratching his crotch. Gloria wasn't surprised. They hardly ever fucked anymore. Most of the time when they did she had to practically beg him for it. Sometimes she thought she'd go crazy for need of a hard cock in her pussy! Frank was a terrific guy, and she loved him, but he didn't have much of a sex drive lately.

She knew if she expected any action she'd have to turn him on. She turned to him and rubbed her pointed tits against his chest. Her nipples immediately became hard. Well, even if she wasn't turning him on, she was sure turning herself on!

She wondered why Frank was so turned off to sex these days. He hadn't been for the first few years of their marriage. She was only twenty-seven and she knew she had a pretty face and good body. She was a school teacher, and her male students verified that every day. The male teachers ogled her too, and men always noticed her when she walked down the street. Why didn't her own husband find her appealing?

She'd had plenty of experience when she'd married Frank, but she'd been faithful since their marriage. Now, after five years of marriage, their sex life had gone stale.

They had just moved to town and she'd only been at her new school for a week. Maybe Frank was nervous about starting his new job, but she was a woman in her prime and she needed sex. He was ten years older than she was, but he was healthy and thirty-seven wasn't old. It was certainly too young to lose interest in fucking.

She slid her hand down his body and pulled at his zipper.

"Cut it out!" he hissed.

"Please, Frank," she whispered. "I'm horny!"

"I don't like when you talk that way," he said sternly.

"But no one else can hear me!"

"Yes, but if you talk that way here, you may slip and say something like that in public. I can't afford to have my wife speak so vulgarly."

Gloria blushed. "Oh, honey, saying horny isn't vulgar!"

"It certainly is! Also fuck. Can't you say intercourse?"

She sighed. Her hand closed over his cock. It was limp. She brought it out of his fly and pumped her fingers up and down his cockshaft. He had a nice big prick, and she squeezed his fat cockhead. When she could get him to fuck her, it was always good. She always came at least once. The trouble was, it didn't happen nearly often enough for her.

She crouched down now and put her lips over his spongy cockhead. She sucked on his knob gluttonously, working her wet lips as she tried to get him hard.

She sucked the bloated plum of his cock halfway down her throat. She loved cocksucking. She'd always loved cocksucking, and she knew she was good at it. Before her marriage, boys had always told her she was a great cocksucker, and in the beginning Frank had said so too. She figured she was good at it because she loved to do it. The feel of a juicy cock in her mouth always made her hot.

She loved the taste and feel of a man's prick. She always felt lewd sucking cock. Maybe that was why it was such a turn-on for her. In any case, right now her pussy was fluttering like crazy. She closed her eyes and sucked in more of Frank's cock. She wondered sometimes if other women liked sucking cock as much as she did. Was she deep down in her soul a slut? She worried about that sometimes.

She pulled her mouth off his cock and began licking and lapping up and down his cockshaft. She swabbed her hot wet tongue up and down his twitching fuckpole. He was finally getting hard. The licking and sucking was finally sending blood racing to his cock and making him hard. She excitedly gobbled up more cock-flesh. Ether he wanted to or not, he'd have to fuck her now!

Was she going to have to beg for fucking the rest of her life? Didn't she turn him on anymore? It happened sometimes. People got married and then changed. Maybe Frank had changed, and didn't find her type appealing anymore. Maybe he didn't even love her anymore. Well, if he didn't, let him be the one to tell her.

She worked on his stiff cockshaft with her fingers. She was careful not to bring him off. God, not before he stuffed that stiff prick inside her pussy! As it was she felt that she war the one doing all the work. He just stood there like a prince or something, allowing her to get him hard.

She glanced up at him. His eyes were glittering as he stared down at her sucking mouth. He didn't look like he was in any pain. He looked like he was enjoying it just fine.

She lapped her way up his cockshaft now, opening her lips wide and engulfing his big knob. She bobbed her head up and down, the ring of her full wet lips sliding smoothly up and down on his satiny saliva-coated prick.

She pulled her head back until she had only his mushroomy knob in her mouth, and she used her fingers to pump his cockshaft. He began pumping his hips, driving his cock deeper into her mouth.

"Christ!" he grunted.

She let his cock slide out of her mouth and she stood up. She kissed him on the mouth and nibbled at his ear.

"Let's get undressed, honey," she purred. "Let's get into bed and fuck!"

She kept pumping his prick. She was afraid he might lose his hard-on. She pressed up against him, whispering in his ear.

"I'm so hot, baby!" she murmured. "I'm so hot! I want your prick in me so badly!"

"I'm really tired," he said. "I need to bean my toes tomorrow. It's my first day on the new job and I need my sleep." When he saw the disappointed look on her face he softened and smiled. "I'll try, honey. Honest, I'll try."

They got to the bedroom and she made him lie down on the bed. Sometimes she got him excited by doing a strip. She decided to do that now and maybe he would get hot enough to give her a good fuck.

She teased him as she seductively stripped off her clothes. She felt good and hot. She was in her prime, in the full flower of her womanhood. Her pointed tits were still firm and high. Her nipples were big and pink and stiff, enough to make any man's mouth water. Her full, thick cunt bush was sexy, and her cuntlips were thick and meaty. Any man would be happy to have them wrapped around his prick. Oh, God, how she needed to wrap her cuntlips around a prick right now!

She fluttered her fingers over her asscheeks and shivered at the sensations. She pried her asscheeks apart and then pushed them together again. She dropped them and they jiggled, white and firm. Her asscrack was deep and dark and moist. She had two hot cracks, each one aching to be stuffed. Oh, what a slut I am to think such thoughts she thought.

She squeezed her asscheeks and then moved her hands up to her big tits. She loved feeling herself up. Some women didn't like to touch themselves, but she loved it. Ever since she was a young girl she'd liked to touch her body. She rolled her pink nipples and made them longer and harder. They stood out like little batons.

She went over to the bed and began pulling Frank's clothes off. She had a hard time moving him and he did seem genuinely tired. She didn't care. She had rights too, and she wanted to fuck. If she'd wanted to live the life of an old maid she'd have stayed single.

She pulled and tugged and finally his clothes were off. His prick was limp again, and she sighed. She'd have to start all over again. Oh, well, she didn't mind sucking him again. She squeezed his soft cock and tucked him under the covers.

"I'll be right back, honey," she purred. "I need a minute in the bathroom. Please, don't fall asleep."

She went into the bathroom, cupping her tits in her hands. She closed the door and stood in front of the mirror examining her body. She played with her cunthair and stuck a finger inside her pussy thicket. She was soaking wet.

She dabbed perfume on her cunt bush and her inner thighs. She wiped up the cuntjuice that had dripped down her legs. God, she was hot!

She gazed down at her dark cunt-mound. Her cunt pulsated and quivered. She brushed her long dark hair and put lip gloss on her lips. Then on an impulse she put some on her nipples too. She glanced at the mirror to see the effect. Her pink nipples shone, dark and stiff and shining with the gloss. Her tities looked good enough to eat.

She opened the bathroom door and went back to the bedroom. She looked at Frank lying on the bed and realized that he was sound asleep.

Damn! she thought. She was sorry she had left him alone, but she was angry. They hadn't fucked in weeks, and he knew she was hot. The son of a bitch could have stayed awake if he'd wanted to!

Tears came to her eyes. She left the bedroom and went down the hall into the living room. She stretched out on the long sofa and lay there in the dark, hot tears running down her cheeks. She ran her hands over her body, her cunt quivering with need.

She realized she wouldn't be able to sleep until she had an orgasm. She was too restless. She began teasing her cuntlips and gently massaging her stiff little clit. God, how she needed fucking! This wasn't what she expected of marriage. Their sex life had become dull and routine, and she was still a young woman. If things were this bad now, what would they be like in five years? She was a woman who needed a man. A man with a good stiff prick who liked to fuck as much as she did. A man with physical needs to match hers.

She mashed her fingers around her wet cunt. Her fingers felt good, but she needed a good hard cock in there. A long thick prick reaming out her cunt-channel.

She caressed her tits with her cunt juice coated fingers. Moaning softly, she opened her legs wide and began slowly rubbing her cunt flesh. She pulled and fondled her cuntlips and rubbed her fingers around the sticky juice brimming at the mouth of her cunthole. She gently tickled the shaft of her quivering clit and moaned at the lovely feeling.

She shivered with lust as her fingers played with her meaty cuntlips. She strummed and flicked her throbbing clit.

She pushed two fingers inside her cunthole and plunged them slowly in and out of her cunt-channel. Cunt juice gushed out of her pussy-hole and her fingers made squishing sounds as they pistoned in and out of her fuckhole.

She used her other hand to play with her tits. She rubbed and fondled her glistening nipples. She massaged her hungry cuntlips with her hand, bucking her ass up off the sofa as she finger-fucked her cunt-channel.

Her thighs were wide open and her belly heaved as she bounced up and down on the sofa. She moved her hand from her tits to her pussy, and now she held her cuntlips open with both hands and teased her clit as she began climbing toward the oblivion of a climax.

Her whole body quivering, she shaved another finger, inside her cunthole. She had three fingers fucking her cunt now and she used the other hand to rub her clit. Her fingers churned her juices into a white froth. Her whole crotch was on fire, hot and wet and ready to explode.

"Oh, my God!" she moaned, as she felt the heat of her orgasm begin. Her tits bounced and her nipples tingled. She flicked her clit and pumped her fingers frantically in and out of her starving cunthole.

She pretended she had a thick prick pistoning in and out of her cunt-channel. She pretended she had a pair of bloated balls slapping against her asscheeks. She imagined she had a fat juicy cockhead stabbing the tender meat of her cunt.

She vibrated her clit with a finger tip in a frenzy, hot pleasure washing up from her cunt to suffuse her entire body.

She rubbed and teased her quivering passion button, moaning softly as the white-hot pleasure overwhelmed her senses. She shuddered and quaked, pulling her wet fingers out of her cunthole and bringing them up to her lips. With a moan of lust, she sucked the fingers into her mouth and began sucking and licking the cuntjuice off the digits. She pretended she was sucking a wet cock, a thick wet cock that had just left her cunt. Her tongue lapped hungrily over her fingertips.

She used her other hand and plunged three fingers inside her cunthole again. Now she had three fingers in her cunt and three fingers in her mouth. Her lips curled around one set of fingers, and her cunt around the other.

Her pointed tits jiggled wildly as her body spasmed in another convulsive orgasm.

I can't go on like this, she thought. I can't! I have to have a man to fuck me. I have to do something. She needed a lover. That was it. She'd find a lover!

With a deep moan, she came again, crying out with passion. She wondered if Frank could hear her. Well, fuck him! She didn't care!

She continued rubbing her cunt, her legs thrashing wildly around. It was good. Bringing herself off was always good, but not as good as fucking. It would do for now, until she could find a cock to do the job right.

CHAPTER TWO

The following Saturday one of Gloria's students, a cute kid by the name of Eddie Donahue, caine over for some special tutoring. Frank was working, and she didn't mind giving the boy some of her free time. She hadn't made any friends yet, and she was bored. Also damned horny.

After she and Eddie had gone aver some math problems, it occurred to her that a young boy his age was probably horny all the time.

When she looked down at his crotch, she saw that he had a good-sized bulge in his jeans. Her eyes ran up and down his body. Did she dare? She decided she had nothing to lose.

"Would you like a Coke, dear?" she said.

He nodded, silently eyeing her tits as she bounced off to the kitchen to get the cold drink. When she returned she sat down next to him on the sofa. She handed him the Coke and took a good look at him. He was getting bolder, now, obviously giving her the once over as he gulped down the drink. She was wearing a robe that didn't cover much, and she suddenly realized that she may have subconsciously worn something revealing to deliberately turn the kid on.

Well, so be it. She felt a tingling in her pussy and a shiver running up and down her spine. She tried to imagine what the kid would look like naked and it brought a new spasm to her pussy.

His cock looked big, but you couldn't always tell. Was it thick? If she had a choice between thick and long, she'd take thick. Thick felt wonderful stuffing her cunt channel. Length didn't matter all that much.

The thought of fucking the young boy made her quiver. Young boys had such lovely sexual appetites. They could get hard over and over again. She remembered how it'd been when she'd been a teenager and she shivered with lust. She got up from the sofa and deliberately brushed her tits against his arm.

"So, Eddie," she said. "Would you like a sandwich?"

"Yes, thanks," he said.

They smiled at each other and she pranced off to the kitchen to make his sandwich. When he was finished eating, she decided this was the time to move in. She was certain he wasn't a virgin. Boys nowadays lost their cherries early. And if he still had his cherry, it was time he lost it.

She glanced down at his crotch. There was no doubt about it. His cock was hard and throbbing, straining against his fly.

She liked his looks. He had a nice smile and curly hair. He was slim and well built and had a cute little trim ass. She liked trim asses on men. She decided she'd have to be bold and aggressive, and she stared openly at his crotch.

"That's a hard-on, if I ever saw one," she giggled.

He blushed. "Oh, God, I'm sorry, Mrs. Maitland!"

"Don't be sorry, honey," she smiled. "I like it. It's flattering."

She extended a hand and moved it lightly over the bulge in his jeans. He groaned and closed his hand over hers, drawing it more firmly against his crotch. That was all the encouragement she needed. She unzipped his fly and took his cock out into the air.

"Jesus!" he gasped.

His cock was long and thick and his pisshole brimmed with cockjuice. She eyed it hungrily.

"Yummy!" she giggled. "Lovely thick cock!"

She smeared the cockjuice over his bloated knob. She hesitated a moment, wondering if she was asking for trouble, monkeying around with a kid his age. Would he talk? Would she find herself confronted by his mother? Not if she knew young boys, and God knows, she'd been teaching them long enough. The last person he'd tell would be his mother. If he opened his mouth to anyone, it would be to his friends. Well, she wasn't going to worry about that, but she decided to caution him.

"Promise you won't tell anyone?" she whispered.

"I promise!" he hissed.

He closed his eyes and she made him stretch out on the sofa. She felt totally in control, and it was great. Frank never let her be aggressive, and she found she loved it. She liked the feeling of power she had over the boy. She congratulated herself on starting with a young kid. It was a good idea. Then she could work up to cheating on Frank with a real man.

She moved her hand up and, down on his cockshaft, rubbing his cock-cream into his fuckpole and enjoying the feel of his throbbing male-meat in her hand.

"Got a girl?" she whispered.

"No one steady," he croaked.

"You're not a virgin, are you?"

"Shit, no!"

"Do you fuck someone special?"

"Yeah."

"Is she pretty?"

"Not like you."

"Does she have big boobs?"

"Are they as big as mine?"

"Shit, no!"

Gloria's cunt was on fire by now, and she was dying to get her pussy plugged. She lowered her head and lapped her tongue briefly over his cockhead. She opened her mouth and suctioned in the bloated plum.

He groaned, and tried to pull her mouth back when she spit his cock out. "Does she suck you off?"

"No, Mrs. Maitland," he gasped.

She giggled, sucking his cockhead back into her mouth. She was in heaven. He tasted lovely.

His cock twitched in her mouth, alive and vital. He wasn't rushing her either. If it were Frank she was sucking, he'd be rushing her by now. She knew lots of women didn't like to suck cock. Millions of men all over the world would be thrilled to have a wife who loved it. Frank was a fool.

She moved a hand under her robe and plastered it against her cunt. She scooped some juice up and spread it over his thick cockshaft.

"Oh, slit!" he groaned.

"No good?" she said, innocently.

"It's great!"

She dropped his prick from her mouth and slipped out of her robe. She was naked now, and she swooped down on him again. She moved one hand back to her pussy and played with her cuntlips. She used her other hand to shove his twitching prick down her throat. She was breathing hard now, totally turned on and ready to come.

Saliva gushed out of her mouth and drenched his cock and balls. She bobbed her head up and down in a frenzy, like a mindless fucking machine. She was nothing but a mouth and a cunt. She was mouth-fucking his prick and finger-fucking her pussy. Within a moment, she spasmed and came.

She decided to let him shoot off in her mouth. She knew he'd get hard again soon, and she wanted his jism down her throat. She gobbled up his cock until his knob was jabbing at the back of her throat then she pursed her lips in a way that would grip his cock like a tight little pussy. Sure enough, it drove him crazy.

"Oh, Christ, Mrs. Maitland, I'm gonna shoot!"

She continued sucking, urging him on. He stiffened and grunted and in a moment his thick white cogk-cream bubbled out of his cockhead and exploded down her throat. She gulped and swallowed wad after thick wad of fuck-cream until she had every drop of jizz out of his balls. She milked him dry, and then she ran her tongue over her lips to clean up every drop of fuck oil sticking to them.

She glanced at him, almost surprised to find a real live boy at the end of the prick. His eyes were glazed, and staring at her heaving jugs. He grinned when he caught her eye, and appeared ready for more.

She fingered his balls and smiled at him. "You sure know how to suck," he said.

She beamed. It was nice to be appreciated. Maybe cocksucking was an art after all. If it was, she must be an expert, she loved it so much!

"Have you ever sucked a girl's pussy, Eddie?" she asked.

"Sure," he nodded. "Lots of times."

"Would you like to suck mine?" she said. "I'd like that a lot, if you want to do it."

He didn't answer. She watched his mouth, waiting for him to answer. She noticed for the first time that he had a jutting lower lip. Exactly the kind of lip that felt good on her clit. The thought of having that mouth suck her cunt made her shiver with lust. She craved it.

She knew some boys didn't like the taste of pussy, and she didn't want to push him. It was crazy. She was a married woman, and she shouldn't have to beg to get her pussy sucked!

She squeezed his cock to tantalize him. Eventually he agreed.

"I will if you want me to, Mrs. Maitland."

She breathed a sigh of relief. "Let's go into the bedroom," he said. "We'll be more comfortable on a bed."

She led the way, walking in front of him and aware of his eyes on her bouncing asscheeks. She trembled at the lewdness of what she was doing. She was walking through her own house naked in front of one of her students. Eddie was still dressed, even if his cock was jutting out of his fly.

Gloria was naked as as a jaybird and every inch of her was turned on. She was more excited than she'd been in ages. The anticipation of having him suck her cunt made her tremble and made her pussy cream.

She knew he probably wasn't very good at cunt-sucking. A boy his age was still wet behind the ears. Still, there was a certain innocence that was a turn-on, a certain sweetness. Kid, nowadays knew all about sex, but how much practice did they actually have with cunt-sucking? Well, by the time she was through with Eddie Donahue, he'd know the girls from the women. Part of his education, she thought with a smile. After all, he did come over for tutoring.

She lay down on the bed with her knees up and her legs spread wide open. Eddie hadn't really seen her cunt yet, and now he took a good took at it. She knew she tad a ripe, womanly cunt, and his eyes told her he found it exciting. She lewdly ran her fingers along the insides of her white thighs, and opened her knees wider. She teased him by opening and closing her legs.

His eyes glittered as he gazed down at the ripe meaty flesh of her pussy. He stared down at her hairy cuntlips, hanging open now, and at the reddish-purple interior of her cunt mound.

His prick was stiff again, hard as a rock and standing at attention. She feasted her eyes on his cock and pried her cuntlips open with her fingertips.

"This is my clit," she said, pointing to her passion button. "You know what that is, don't you? Well, mine needs some attention right now, honey."

The boy stared down at her steaming, seething hole. He climbed onto the bed and shifted forward, moving his fingers between her slimy cunt-lips. He rubbed some of her thick cunt-cream over her clit and massaged her quivering little bean in circles. He pressed back and forth over the little nub until she gasped and cried out.

Her crotch was flooded with cunt-cream. It oozed out of her slippery gash and ran down to her asscrack.

"Lick it!" she hissed, getting impatient. "Get your mouth on my cunt!"

He quickly stretched out on his belly with his mouth close to her cunt. He slid his hands under her thighs and grabbed her asscheeks. She groaned and shuddered as he lowered his face to her crotch.

He tongued all over her pussy, slowly lapping her outer cuntlips. Then his long thick tongue pushed between her inner slimy cuntlips, and dipped inside her yawning cunthole.

She wailed and squirmed, humping her crotch at his face. The feel of his tongue sawing in and out of her fuckhole drove her wild.

"Oh, God, yes!" she moaned. "Oh, yes! Do my cunt! Tongue my clit!"

He began a viborous licking of her clit while she squirmed and writhed under him. How wonderful it was! There she was, lying on her own bed and shoving her cunt at this teenage boys' face!

Eddie seemed to be turned on by the sucking. The realization that her pulpy ripe cunt could turn a boy like this on made her shiver even more.

She didn't have to tell him what to do anymore. He was licking like a pro now. He used his tongue like an expert on her swollen cuntlips. He used it to vibrate her cunt until she thought she'd go mad with pleasure.

Her belly heaved and she moaned out loud like a wounded animal. He sucked her cunt with relish. Any hesitation he'd had had dissipated. His mouth was open wide, and his lips were clamped to her cunt-meat. He dug in, rubbing his nose and chin and cheeks over her slimy pussy-meat. The slobbering slurping sounds he made brought Gloria to a peak of ecstasy.

She begged him to suck her harder. He complied, his tongue drilling into her cunthole and exploring the depths of her fuck-channel.

He mashed his face against her cunt and lapped his tongue in and out of her fuckhole. He sucked in a frenzy at her furry muff. She pulled her knees back against her tits and raised her ass up off the bed to give him more room. Her crotch was now turned up, and she shivered when she felt his tongue tickling her shitter.

She grabbed his head and pulled his face more firmly against her steaming crotch. She wailed and arched her back and came hard, flooding his mouth with cunt-cream.

She spasmed again and again. She hadn't come that hard in years. Frank had made her come this hard a long time ago, but not for ages. Damn him, anyway! She lay still until the last tremor of her orgasm left her body.

Eddie stretched out on his side, a proud look on his face. Gloria glanced down at his prick and saw that it was as hard as a rock. His eyes glittered and he licked his lips lewdly.

"That was wonderful, Eddie," she murmured. "As good as any man could do."

She shivered with pleasure and satisfaction. He grabbed her tits and began playing with them. Her nipples stiffened immediately and she moaned when he took a pink nub in each hand and gently squeezed it between his thumb and forefinger.

She squirmed on the bed, the hot tip of his prick against her thigh. She wanted his fuckpole reaming her cunt. She wanted to feel his hard cunt-spreader stabbing into her pussy. She wanted his male-meat thrusting in and out of her hungry cunthole. She wanted his hairy balls slapping against her asscheeks.

He kissed her now, his mouth young and sweet and passionate. His lips moved over the swells of her tits, his lower lips feeling wonderful on her jugs. He licked and sucked her titflesh, and then abruptly sucked one of her long pink nipples into his mouth.

She hadn't had a working over like this in years. If Eddie Donahue was out of his teens, she'd eat her hat, but here he was making love like a mature man!

She clutched his head and pulled his face closer to her boobs. He responded, sucking and licking and slurping in a frenzy. He forced her jugs closer together and moved his mouth rapidly from one pink nipple to the other, licking and sucking as she shivered beneath him.

He squeezed and caressed her heaving tits with his fingers. He mashed his hands against her stiff nipples, pinching the tender buds until she shivered at the pleasure of it.

Suddenly he moved around and straddled her body. She raised her head to gaze at his throbbing prick. His pisshole dripped cockjuice onto her belly. She cupped his asscheeks in her hands and mewed and purred with lust.

She squeezed and fondled his trim asscheeks, and then she moved a hand around to the front and cupped his tight balls.

She had a sudden desire to suck his cock again. She told him to move up so she could suck his prick, and he quickly did her bidding. In a moment his cock-tip was touching her lips. She opened her mouth and lustily sucked in his juicy cockhead.

She lapped her tongue over his bloated knob, and then licked behind the flared rim of his mushroom. His cock twitched in her mouth. His turgid cockmeat filled her mouth to capacity, stuffing her to the limit.

She sensation of his hard cock in her mouth aroused her to the point of frenzy. She suddenly released his cock and cried out for him to fuck her.

He moved off of her and she opened her thighs wide. In a moment he mounted her. He held his cockshaft in one hand and slid forward, bringing his cockhead close in and touching her clit. She wailed when he slowly rubbed his knob back and forth over her stiff red bean. He teased her passion button until she thought she'd explode.

The kid was a great lover. He could give Frank lessons.

He stared down at her open gash and continued rubbing his cockhead against her clit. She begged him to stick it in and fuck her cunt. He grunted and lowered his cock, pushing it between her pulsating cuntlips until he found the gaping hole of her pussy. She gasped when his fat cockhead stretched the rim of her fuckchannel. Then she shivered when with one stroke, he drove his cock in to the hilt inside her clutching fuck-tube.

Her hairy cuntmouth gripped his fucktube. His balls tickled her ass and she cried out for him to fuck her. He began a slow leisurely fuck, pistoning his cock in and out of her fuckchute.

He rammed her cunt with vigorous strokes, his cockshaft scraping the tender bud of her clit. She loved the way his balls slapped wetly against her asscheeks.

She tossed her head from side to side, digging her nails into his back. It was good! He fucked her with hard steady strokes. He thrust his fuck-meat in and out and rattled her bones with each stroke. Her pussy felt stuffed and stretched and completely filled.

She sobbed and wailed each time his cockhead stretched the mouth of her cunthole. Her cunt was on fire, and waves of hot pleasure poured up from her crotch to wash over her body.

She begged him to fuck her harder, but he continued the rhythm of his fucking, ignoring her pleas. She cried out when he pulled his cock out of her cunt and once again teased her clit.

She thrashed around, wild with lust, yelling for him to stick it back in and fuck her. He pressed his swollen knob against her throbbing clit and rubbed it back and forth until she thought she'd go mad.

When she wailed for him to stick it in and fuck her, he snickered and moved his cockhead to the mouth of her cunthole. Once again he shoved the full length of his prick inside her sucking cunt-channel. He stabbed her with his cock-meat, plunging his prick into her body with a single thrust.

She humped up to meet him, sobbing and wailing with lust. She moaned at the way his cock filled her cunt. The thickness of his cockshaft filled her to the brim. She pulled her legs back and draped them over his shoulders. She turned her crotch up completely so he could fuck her, with hard pile-driving strokes. She wrapped her legs around him, locking him against her.

The head of his cock pushed against the end of her fuck-channel. She slid her hands down and clutched his ass as it pumped away at her cunt. Her fingertips moved into his asscrack. He grunted when she found, his asshole and rimmed it with a fingertip. She shoved a finger inside his shit-tube up to the knuckle.

"Oh, fuck!" he cried, bellowing raucously and pumping his cock in and out of her cunt in a frenzy.

With each stroke she felt his thick cockshaft rasp against her cunt and his balls slap against her ass. She bucked her ass up to meet his wild thrusts. Her finger pistoned in and out of his shitter as she yelled for him to fuck her harder.

Finally he stiffened and grunted and yelled that he was coming. She wailed for him to shoot it into her. Her eyes closed, her teeth clenched, she spasmed and came as he began spurting his hot jism into her pulsating cunt.

When it was over and she'd recovered her senses, she thought, with a giggle, of the wild session she'd just had with this teenage boy. With a happy smile, she turned over and fell into a deep sleep.

CHAPTER THREE

Later in the day, after Eddie left, she regretted the whole thing. All the sucking and fucking and the wild lewd things she'd whispered to the boy. She stripped the bed and threw everything into the laundry basket. She took a hot bath and tried to scrub away the memory.

As she scrubbed her body, she found her mind kept returning to the wonderful afternoon. She'd fucked him again before sending him home, mounting him and feeling his big prick reaming out her fuck-channel. She shivered at the memory. The negative aspect was that she had to face him in class every day. She had, to stand up in the front of the room and act her role of teacher, when one of her students knew every nook and cranny of her body. She liked teaching and she didn't want anything to spoil her job.

She got out of the tub, her cunt once again hot and ready for fucking. Was she turning into a nymphomaniac?

The following Friday Gloria breathed a sigh of relief. A whole week had gone by and there were no repercussions from her wild session with Eddie. Apparently he had kept his mouth shut.

After her ten o'clock class, the principal, a man of about fifty or fifty-five called her into his office. She felt a quiver of apprehension down her spine and was relieved when he asked her to have lunch with him.

"I know your next class isn't until two-thirty," he said. "I make it a point to get to know all my teachers. You've been here two weeks now, and you're doing a grand job. It's time we got to know each other on a personal level."

He smiled, the smile of a father figure. Gloria agreed with him, and they made a date for lunch at twelve-thirty.

"There's a new restaurant a few miles down the highway," he said. "I've wanted to try it and this is a perfect opportunity."

Gloria wondered if this would be a business lunch or something more. She had noticed the way he'd looked at her from the first day she'd taught here. Arthur Bolton knew she was married, and so was he, but she'd heard rumors that he had an eye for the ladies. When he'd asked her to have lunch his eyes hadn't left her tits and ass. When she left his office she felt his eyes on her legs in her high heels and sheer stockings.

What will be, will be, she decided philosophically.

They met in the teacher's parking lot. They got into his car and chatted casually about the weather and the school. Gloria decided to go with the flow, and she let her short skirt ride up to expose her knees and creamy thighs. Mr. Bolton noticed immediately, and his eyes shifted from the road to her nylon-covered legs. She hoped he wouldn't crack up the car.

"I have high hopes for you," he said. "You're going to turn out to be one of my best teachers."

She smiled. "That's very nice to hear, Mr. Bolton."

"Yes, my dear, and the rest of the staff agrees with me," he smiled.

Then, as if to reinforce his words, he put his hand down on her knee and lightly squeezed.

She didn't say a word, afraid that anything she said would be construed as a sign of rejection on her part. There was little traffic and she wasn't worried about him driving one handed.

They chatted about the students and other teachers, and he continued stroking her knee. Gloria drew in her breath when his hand began to move up toward her thigh. When his fingers reached mid-thigh, he was talking about Mrs. Bolton. By the time his fingers reached the top of her thigh Gloria knew that he and Mrs. Bolton were swingers.

"This isn't something we advertise to everyone," he said. "Some people disapprove, and that's understandable. But we find it keeps our marriage exciting. Eleanor and I have been married for twenty years, and we don't think it's possible to stay excited by only one partner. Don't you agree?"

Gloria agreed. At this point in her life she agreed in spades, but she didn't tell him that. She wasn't sure if he was propositioning her, or if he was fishing to see if she and Frank would be interested in swinging as a couple.

His hand continued stroking her thigh and Gloria wondered what he had in mind. She wondered if he had a hard-on. She'd had no experience with men his age, and she didn't know what to expect.

Eventually, just before they pulled up in the restaurant parking lot, his fingers moved to her cunt. She gasped softly as his fingers fondled and stroked her cuntlips through the nylon of her panties.

They fell silent now, both of them concentrating on his fingers and what they were doing to her pussy-meat. She was wet by now, her crotch soaked through with cuntjuice. She was embarrassed by the flow, and she squirmed on the seat, but he kept his hand where it was. He mashed his hand over her cunt mound, and ran his middle finger up and down between her cuntlips. When he'd parked the car, he finally pulled his hand out of her crotch.

Once inside the restaurant. Bolton asked for a secluded booth. Although the booth had two seats facing each other, they sat beside each other on one side, their backs to the restaurant and their thighs touching.

They ordered gin and tonics, and when the waitress was gone Bolton again moved his hand between Gloria's thighs. She moved her legs apart to give him more room. He moved his middle finger around and found her cunt. She moaned softly when he began a slow and steady rub of her passion button.

"Oh, Mr. Bolton, that feels wonderful, but I don't know how much I can take!" she hissed.

"Call me Arthur," he said. "Outside of the schools call me Arthur. God, you're wet! I knew you'd be a hot-blooded number. I love when a woman gets real wet. So does Eleanor." Gloria looked confused.

"Mrs. Bolton. She's no lesbian, you know. She's all woman. Some people think people who swing are homo, but that's not true. We just like to enjoy everything at the banquet," he chuckled.

Gloria smiled. She'd been somewhat in awe of him when she came to the school. He was so dignified and stern looking. Now that she was getting to know him, she realized he wasn't stem at all. She no longer felt embarrassed by her wet crotch, either, he obviously liked it when a woman was wet. Her pants had been constantly wet since she was young, and it was nice to know that some men liked it. Then she thought of what he'd said about his wife. And some women, too!

"Why don't you take your panties off," he murmured. "Then we can really enjoy our lunch."

She nodded, getting up and walking a little unsteadily to the ladies' room. She was a little dizzy from the drink, and from excitement. She wondered why she didn't feel guilty, but she didn't. It wasn't as if Frank was interested in fucking, so no one could blame her for looking for pleasure outside of her marriage.

When she reached the ladies' room she locked herself in, a booth and stripped off her panties and hose. She stuffed them into her purse and wiped the insides of her thighs with toilet tissue. She dabbed at her cunt, too, to get up the excess cuntjuice. Then she slipped her shoes back on and returned to Arthur Bolton.

He got up and let her sit on the inside of the booth. She took another sip of her gin and tonic and they ordered lunch. He patted her cheek, and she suddenly felt shy. He's old enough to be my father, she thought. When she'd been younger she'd wanted her father to fuck her. Maybe that was why she felt the attraction for Bolton. He reminded her a little of her father.

She soon felt his hand under her skirt again, between her legs. When he realized her panties and stockings were off, he chuckled.

"You took them off," he smiled. "I wasn't sure you would, but you did. God, you're a dream. You've got me hotter than a firecracker!"

She relaxed again and took a sip of her drink. "How hot is a firecracker?" she teased.

"Take my cock out, and you'll see."

She giggled. "I don't know," she said. "Someone might see us. It might not be a good idea."

"Fuck that! Put your hand in my fly and take my cock out. That's an order, young lady!"

He took her hand and placed it over his crotch. She moved her fingers around his crotch and fondled his cock through his pants. She felt a good-sized prick that apparently was already stiff and swollen. She unzipped his fly and pulled his prick out. She held it under the table in her hand. He grunted when she began running her thumb over his cockhead, smearing the cockjuice oozing out of his pisshole over his bloated knob.

"I can't wait till I can ram that thing up your lovely pussy," he hissed. "Would you like that, dear?"

She grinned. "I wouldn't mind."

His fingers probed around her pussy and she squirmed on the seat.

"Your cunt is so nice and wet," he whispered. "I wouldn't mind licking your juicy little pussymeat. Would you like that?"

"Why not?" she smiled, a rush of pleasure moving up from her crotch to her belly.

"This is crazy," he said. "I'm going to call my secretary and tell her to find a substitute for your afternoon classes. Then you and I are going to a motel for a good hard fuck."

Gloria watched him as he walked off to call the school. God, it was crazy! She wondered if he did this frequently. She wondered if his secretary would suspect what was going on. She decided it didn't matter. He was the boss, after all. No one could hurt her at the school now. Not even if Eddie Donahue ended up talking.

She had never been to a motel with a man in her life. Before her marriage the boys she'd known couldn't afford motels. They had done their fucking in cars and when someone's parents weren't home. She was excited at the prospect of going to a motel in the middle of the day. There was something wanton about it that thrilled her.

When they arrived at the motel and checked in, Gloria spent a few minutes looking around the room. It wasn't exactly glamorous, but it seemed clean enough.

No sooner was the door locked and the shades down than Arthur took off his tie and told her to pick her skirt up.

"Let me see that gorgeous hot pussy," he said.

She smiled at his eagerness and pulled her dress up to her waist. His eyes glittered as he gazed down at the thick bush of dark cunthair in the triangle between her thighs.

"Turn around and let me see your pretty ass!" he croaked.

She slowly turned around on her high heels and showed him the plump firm cheeks of her butt.

"Gorgeous!" he said. "Gorgeous ass! Just my type. Just a little big. Eleanor likes them a little big too."

Gloria ignored the reference to Eleanor. She didn't want to hear about his wife right now. She was getting hotter by the minute, and the last thing she needed was to be reminded that she was a married woman.

"Take your dress off, honey," he said.

She slipped her dress off her shoulders and kicked off her shoes. His eyes stared down at her tits, heaving and jiggling in her lace half bra. She unhooked the bra and Arthur came up in front of her and clasped his hands over her boobs. He fondled and caressed her jugs, murmuring approval at their size and shape and feel. He lowered his head and sucked each pink nipple in turn until they both stood out hard and long and quivering.

Gloria almost fainted now with lust. She put her hand on his crotch and fondled his prick.

"You're real hot, aren't you, honey?" he chuckled. "Should daddy take his cock out for his little girl?"

"Oh, yes, please!" she hissed. Then she giggled. "It's only fair, you know."

He scrambled out of his clothes and Gloria was relieved to see that his body was in good shape. He was lean and muscular. She stared down at his long cock, dangling between his legs. His cockhead was large and juicy and his balls swayed when he moved. She extended her hand and lifted his half-stiff cock.

She had a sudden desire to suck his prick. She sat down on the bed and pulled him along by his cock. He chuckled as she held his ball bag with one hand and used her other hand to bring his cock up to her lips.

"Suck it, baby!" he hissed.

She sniffed his cockmeat turned on by the male smell of him. She wondered if any other teachers at the schools had been involved with Arthur. She giggled, thinking of some of the old bags who taught at the school. Well, you never know. She'd heard once that women with no teeth made the best cocksuckers.

She opened her mouth now and he lurched forward, driving his cockhead inside the stretched ring of her lips. His knob was soon followed by his thick cockshaft sliding between her lips. The warm, pulsating feel of his meat in her mouth felt wonderful. His cockshaft was growing larger by the minute. His lovely cock throbbed on her tongue.

She thought she might gag, when his cockhead hit the back of her throat. She contained it, easing his prick in and out of her throat more easily now. She reined her throat muscles and took him in all the way, slurping and swallowing the entire length of his cockshaft down her throat. Before she knew it, he was pistoning his cockmeat in and out of her face like a well-oiled machine.

He groan, his eyes glittering as he watched his slick cock sliding in and out of her red ripe mouth. He reached down and grabbed her hanging tities. He pinched her stiff pink nipples and flicked them back and forth.

She mewled and moaned, loving the taste and feel of his hard, thick cockmeat pumping in and out of her sucking lips. She swirled her tongue over his oozing cockhead, pulling and sucking at his pisshole.

At intervals she held just the tip of his prick in her mouth and applied good strong suction to the plum. Then she would slurp the rest of his prick noisily and wetly into her mouth.

She bobbed her head up and down, her long dark hair flying wildly over his crotch. She thrilled at his intense response to her sucking. He tangled his fingers in her hair and caressed her face, his fingers tracing the stretched ring of her lips.

She finally pulled her mouth away from his cock and begged him to fuck her. "I want your cock inside me!" she cried.

He pushed her over on the bed. He raised her legs up in the air and arranged them over his shoulders. He moved his hands down and fondled her fleshy asscheeks. He slid a hand around to her cunt and screwed two fingers into her slippery cunthole.

She moaned and squirmed, gyrating her ass on the bed. Finally he pulled his fingers out of her cunthole and replaced them with his cockhead. He grunted, and with one long smooth stroke he rammed his cock into the slimy hole of her cunt.

She groaned and pulled him into the saddle. She squeezed her cunt muscles, gripping his prick with her fuck-tube. His balls slapped against her ass at the end of each stroke. She moaned with each pile-driving thrust of his prick.

He fucked her hard and fast, and she was at the point of coming when he pulled his cock out of her cunt. He forced her to sit up and then he rammed his cunt-soaked prick into her mouth.

She shivered, and then moaned, sucking his cock into her mouth as if it were an ice cream cone. The taste of her own cuntjuice mingled with his fuckcream was a real turn-on.

Before she knew what was happening, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and threw her down on the bed. He swooped down and clamped his mouth over her cunt and began sucking her in a frenzy.

She started coming almost immediately. She pulled his face into her crotch and bucked her hips. She wailed and spasmed convulsively against his sucking mouth.

At the end, as she gradually came down from the peak of her orgasm, be shoved his tongue inside her cunthole and sucked up her juices. When he pulled his face away, his mouth and cheeks and nose glistened, with her cream.

He abruptly pushed her over on her hands and knees and came up behind her. He grunted when he pushed the head of his cock inside her yawning cunthole.

"Fuck that cock!" he hissed. "Wrap your cunt around my cock and fuck!"

CHAPTER FOUR

The following Saturday Gloria sat in the kitchen sipping a cup of coffee and fingering her pussy. Her cunt was insatiable lately, and she knew she'd end up masturbating today. She wished she had someone around to fuck her instead. Masturbating was okay, but it would never take, the place of a good stiff cock.

It wasn't until the front doorbell rang that she remembered she'd told Tim Johnson to come over sometime during the weekend for some special tutoring he needed.

She hastily wiped her fingers off and belted her robe. Then she hurried to the door.

"Hi, Mrs. Maitland," he said, his eyes raking over her body. "Is this a good time for you to help me with the problem?"

She blushed. Tim was on the high school football team, and he had muscles in all the right places. She would help him with any problem he had!

She told him to come in and they sat down in the den. They went over the areas he needed help with. Gloria had difficulty concentrating. Tim was a rugged kid, and she was conscious of his muscular thigh occasionally touching her soft one. Her pussy was itching, and it wasn't long before she was thinking about the possibility of seducing him.

She shivered with excitement. A wave of raw lust washed over her body as she thought about fucking the teenage boy. Tim was a friend of Eddie Donahue's, and she wondered if Eddie had told him about their affair. She decided she didn't give a damn if he had that would make it all that much easier.

She excused herself and went into the bedroom to dress. She put on a halter top and shafts and came back to the den. The white mounds of her tits pushed over the top of the halter and her shorts were brief and tight. She knew she looked good, and her pussy creamed with excitement.

She took two cold drinks out of the refrigerator and gave one to Tim. She looked down at his crotch and saw the bulge of his cock and balls in his tight jeans. She decided that since she was older, she'd have to take the initiative. Her hands shaking, she untied her halter top and tossed it aside.

"Jesus Christ!" he hissed.

"Do you like my tits, Tim?" she purred.

His eyes feasted on the naked melons of her titiflesh. Her pink nipples were stiff and throbbing, and stood out like little spikes.

"They're beautiful!" he croaked.

"Suck them!" she said hoarsely.

He quickly bent forward and in a moment his wet tongue was licking and lapping one big jug. She shivered and closed her eyes at his warm lips ringed her stiff pink nipple. He sucked her throbbing titflesh into his wet mouth and flicked his tongue back and forth over the pink nub.

She held his head tightly as he sucked more and more of her titiflesh into the depths of his mouth. His mouth felt like a vaccum cleaner, suctioning in her tit-mounds.

His teeth nipped at her tender flesh. Suddenly her cunt began spasming and she came, climaxing with a great shudder. She cried out, her eyes rolled up as she leaned back against the wall.

Tim continued sucking on her titflesh and Gloria had to stop him. "Let me rest," she said. "Dear God, let me rest!"

The boy stood with his hands on his hips and a small smile on his face. Then he began gently fondling her nipples again.

"Maybe we'd better get into a bed, Mrs. Maitland."

"A bed?"

"Let's talk straight, Mrs. Maitland," he hissed. "You do want to fuck, don't you?"

She thought he was being a little fresh, but she ignored it. He was right. There was no use pretending anymore. They both knew they were going to fuck. Her heart pounded as his fingers continued squeezing her heaving tits.

Then he moved in closer to her and began kissing and licking her neck and ears. She moaned and leaned against him, thrilling at the feel of his hard cock as it pressed against her belly.

She moaned softly and slid her hand inside his jeans. She worked her fingers down to his prick and gently rubbed back and forth over the turgid rod.

He moaned when she grabbed his prick in her hand and squeezed his thick fuckpole. God, how she wanted his big dick is her cunt!

She squeezed and fondled his cockflesh. She pinched his fat cockhead and touched the cockjuice oozing out of his pisshole. She wanted to see it. She wanted to see his cock and balls and ass.

"Unzip your fly and take your cock out," she hissed.

He stepped back with a shy smile. He pulled his zipper down and unbuckled his belt. In a moment, he was pushing his jeans and shorts down to his knees.

His hard cock bobbed and swayed in the air. His purplish cockhead was swollen and throbbing and a drop of cockjuice dropped down on the rug. His cockshaft had big blue veins, and it was wonderfully thick. She gazed down at his rampant fuckmeat, her face flushed and her eyes hot with lust.

The boy grinned crookedly, and fisted his cockshaft. He wagged his male-meat at her. "Let's fuck, Mrs. Maitland," he said.

Her pussy was sopping wet and quivering. The boy moved forward and pushed his fuckpole against her hand. Her fingers closed over his throbbing cockflesh. His meat felt hot and wonderful in her hand. She moaned, her tits jiggling and her hand pulling at his cock as she led him to the bedroom.

Once in the bedroom she slipped out of her shorts. Tim's eyes raked over her voluptuous body. She was conscious of his hot, lusty eyes, and every nerve ending in her body tingled.

She stretched out on the bed and opened her legs. The room was bright with sunlight and she loved the lewdness of it all.

"Fuck me!" she groaned.

He scrambled out of his clothes and climbed onto the bed. Gloria lay back, her thighs open wide, showing him her cunthole and asshole. Her crotch was a mass of thick black hair, slimy cuntjuice and reddish-pink cuntflesh.

The boy's eyes were hot as he gazed down at her ripe, juicy pussy. She wanted his cack inside her. She wanted his stiff fuckmeat drilling inside her cuntmeat. Instead of shoving his prick in her cunt, she swooped down and plastered his mouth against her fuckmeat.

She quivered as he sniffed and sucked and snorted over her seething fuckhole. She opened her legs wider to give him as much room as possible. She pushed her oozing cuntmeat against his face.

He sucked and chewed and licked at her slippery muff. He slobbered over her cunt as if he hadn't had a meal in days. She brought her knees back to her tits and hooked her hands under them. She turned her crotch up to his sucking mouth and his thick hot tongue.

His tongue fluttered over her clit. She cried out as he massaged her passion button, her little cunt-nipple, the source of so much pleasure.

She sobbed and came. She came hard. She shuddered, her legs thrashing, wildly, her hands pulling at his hair, pulling his mouth firmly against her spasming cunt.

He finally pulled his face away from her crotch. His face was drenched with cuntjuice and he was grinning, obviously pleased with his accomplishments. Gloria was a little embarrassed by her strong reactions. She wondered if he liked the smell of her cuntflesh. Her eyes darted to his throbbing cock, swaying in front of her eyes. He didn't, seem turned-off.

"Fuck me now, Tim!" she hissed.

He obediently crawled into the saddle between her thighs. She spread her knees wide and opened her cunt. She offered him the wet gaping gulch of her pussy. He stared down with hypnotized eyes, and then fit his prick into the socket of her yawning cunthole.

His fat juicy cockhead stretched the mouth of her hairy fuckhole. He grunted as his prick eased forward and slid all the way up her fuckchannel.

Gloria moaned and begged him to fuck her harder. The marvelous feel of his stabbing cock thrilled her to the core. She squeezed her jiggling tits and squirmed her ass up to meet his thrusts. She wrapped her legs around his body and pulled him into her.

Her hungry cunt sucked at his probing cock. He pulled out and slammed forward again as she wailed and shuddered. The boy was now smoothly stroking his big prick in and out of her clutching pussy-hole. His cock plumbed her depths as his hard young body pumped into hers with athletic fervor.

She wrapped her fingers around his ass and shouted plscernties at him. He grunted and gasped, his ass bouncing up and down as he rammed his cock in and out of her sucking pussy. He snorted as he pumped, like a bull in heat.

"Oh, fuck, I'm gonna shoot!" he finally groaned.

"Shoot it! Shoot!" she wailed. "Shoot it up my snatch!"

He bellowed and began squirting a blast of hot fuckcream into her pussy. Her cunt spasmed at the first contact and she caine along with him, her pussy contracting convulsively around his still pistoning prick.

When it was over, she could feel his slippery jism splash out of her cunt and drench the bed. She could feel his wet balls tickling her asscheeks. They lay together legs entwined after her stopped pumping, his body slumped down on hers, gasping like a spent young bull.

They slept for a while. Whey they awakened they moved into a clinch. Her hands found his ass and she squeezed his firm asscheeks. She pressed her belly against his hard cock and he put his hands on her heaving tits.

She rubbed his cockjuice over the head of his prick. Over the fat mushroom that would again stretch her cunt-channel. His fingers flicked her pink nipples until they were stiff and swollen. He lowered his head and sucked a long pink nipple in his mouth. When he released it, the nipple was wet and a little sore from his sucking. She smeared the nub over his face, mashing it into his eyes and nose and cheeks.

She laughed happily and stared down at his prick. She told him she wanted to suck his cock and he quickly agreed. He stretchd out on the bed, and Gloria leaned over him. She palmed his balls, her tits swaying over his face. She giggled when her long thick nipples tickled his nose.

One hand cupped his bloated nuts, her fingers probing and squeezing his eggs. She trembled, excited beyond words at his hard throbbing cock directly under her face. She ran her fingertips over his cockhead and along the thick shaft of his prick. She slowly pumped his veined cockshaft up and down with light tantalizing strokes.

He moaned and she slowed down, careful not to bring him off. She cooed and purred over the lovely tightness of his hairy nuts. They felt full and swollen with cock-cream.

She shivered with anticipation. She wanted his hot cock-cream filling her mouth and then sliding down her throat. She wanted to swallow his lovely load of fuck-oil.

She nuzzled his fuckmeat, sniffing along his cockhead and cockshaft and hairy bloated nuts. She extended her tongue and touched the tip to his throbbing cockhead.

"Oh, yeah!" he groaned.

Gloria swirled her tongue over his juicy knob. Her pussy quivered and he groaned. She opened her mouth wide and closed her lips over his fat cock-knob. Moaning deep in her throat, she began sucking his prick.

She loved the taste and feel of his hard cockflesh in her mouth. She loved the heat of it and the velvet satin feel of his delicate cockskin. She loved the taste of his spongy cockhead and the cockjuice oozing out into her tongue.

The boy groaned and pumped his prick into her face. He bucked his hips, driving his cock at her mouth. She held the base of his cock with her fingers and pulled down on his cockskin. She sucked and slurped on his throbbing knob. Cupping his balls with one hand, she fingered his tightly packed nuts.

She sucked his cockhead and stroked his cockshaft with her fingers. Saliva drooled out of the corners of her mouth. She took him all the way in, and reveled at the spongy feel of his cockhead at the back of her throat.

I'm a glutton, she thought. A hungry slut of a glutton!

She licked and slurped over the boy's rampant cock, slobbering over the delicious hardness of his cockmeat. She could feel her own cuntjuice gushing out of her cunthole as her head bobbed up and down on his rigid fuckpole.

Finally the boy stiffened, his hands clutching her head. "Oh, shit I'm coming!" he grunted.

Perspiration dripped off Gloria's forehead as she pumped her mouth in a frenzy up and down on his spasming cock. He trembled and shuddered and quaked as his cock twitched and spasmed in her mouth.

She mewled at the wonderful feel of his prick shooting off in her mouth. She loved the feel of his cockmeat pulsating and exploding down her throat.

A geyser of hot come erupted out of his cockhead. A gush of thick white cream bubbled out of his prick and bathed her tonsils. She choked and swallowed, drinking up every drop of his load.

She shuddered and shook, loving the taste and slimy-feel of his fuck-oil. She sucked up his jism and swallowed it down in great gulps. Spurt after spurt of hot thick cream shot out of his cock. She slurped and slobbered and sucked up his come. She squeezed his balls to get the last drop, and then sucked at his pisshole to lap up the drops that remained.

When she finally pulled her face away from his crotch, she looked up at him and smiled. "Was it good, honey?"

"Jesus, yeah!"

"Your jizz tastes delicious, dear," she purred. "I've never tasted better."

She stroked his softening prick. She pumped it up and down and in no time at all he was hard again. God, what a cock! Her fingers probed his balls, once again bloated and full of prick-cream. She leaned forward and swiped her tongue over his cockhead and then smiled at the teenager.

"Are you too tired to fuck?" she said. "Naw!" he snickered.

"Are you sure?" she teased.

"Shit. Mrs. Maitland, I'm not even tired!"

She gigglrf, there was much to be said for youth. "Youre cute, Tim," she purred. "Let me mount you this time. Has a girl ever mounted you?"

He hesitated, gathering his thoughts. "No one as pretty as you, Mrs. Maitland," she smiled.

She laughed. The kid was a diplomat. She quivered all over, excited by the prospect of getting fucked by his lovely cock.

The boy stretched out on the bed and she straddled him. Her big jugs dangled over his face. She cupped her tits and played with them, shivering with the lewdness of what she was doing. She was squatting over this teenage boy's fuckpole like a bitch in heat, and, God, it was wonderful!

She fisted his cockshaft and moved her cunthole to his cock-tip. She moaned, easing herself down until her hairy cunt swallowed his prick in one great gulp.

She squirmed her ass and pushed down until her asscheeks rested on his hairy balls. Her eyes closed, her mouth slack, her tits bounced as she began rocking up and down on his turgid prick.

She began fucking and moaning. He pulled and tugged at her bouncing titflesh. He bucked his ass as he fucked his cock up into her clutching steaming cunt.

She swiveled and screwed on his rigid fuckpole. She squirmed frantically to get as much friction as she could on her quivering clit. His hard cock reamed out her hot fuck-chanel, and she wailed with pleasure.

She sobbed, her lips pulled back in a grimace of lust. Her teeth chattered and her eyes glittered. Her dark hair flew wildly around her shoulders as her body convulsed in the throes of a violent orgasm.

Her spasming cunt brought him off, and he shot another load of hot jism into her body.

CHAPTER FIVE

One day when Gloria was in her office getting ready to leave for the day, Alma Lawrence, the girls' gym teacher, stuck her head in the door.

"Come for lunch Saturday," she said. "Saturday's always a boring day. It'll give us a chance to get acquainted."

Gloria accepted the invitation with thanks. She liked Alma. She'd heard rumors that Alma was bi-sexual, or something, but she really didn't care. She believed in the old adage, live and let live. Besides, Alma was married, so she couldn't be a real lesbian.

When Gloria arrived at the Lawrence home she was greeted with an affectionate kiss on the cheek and a gin and tonic. The two women sat down in the living room and sipped their drinks, chatting as though they'd known each other for years.

"I hear you're giving some of the boys at school some interesting lessons," Alma smiled.

Gloria was stunned. "What do you mean?"

"Oh, don't get nervous," Alma laughed. "I couldn't care less. In fact, I've done my share of fooling around with some of the boys myself."

She got up and sat down next to Gloria on the sofa. "Listen, honey," the blonde hissed. "You don't have to be embarrassed about anything in front of me. I lead a fairly unorthodox life myself."

"Oh, God!" Gloria groaned, covering her face with her hands. "Which one talked?"

"Relax, sweetie. Neither of them talked to me. I just heard some talk in the girl's locker room. Don't worry about it. Teenagers talk about sex all the time. That's all they have on their minds now. They're either doing it or talking about it. At least today's kids do. Relax, believe me, I've been there. My marriage isn't perfect either."

"Oh, yes?" Gloria said, perking up.

"Jesus Christ, whose is? My Harry's more interested in his work then he is in his wife. I'm used to it. We've been married for fifteen years and it was always this way. Harry knows I fool around, and he doesn't care. As long as I'm home for dinner, he doesn't give a damn what I do, and believe me honey, I do a lot!"

Alma's hand was now moving up and down Gloria's arm. Gloria found herself responding to the light caress. A moment later when Alma leaned over and planted a kiss on Gloria's cheek, their lips met and fused in a wet kiss.

When they finally broke apart, Alma whispered, "Have you ever done it with another woman?"

"Oh, no!" Gloria protested.

"Well don't be so defensive," she chuckled. "I'm not a lesbian, you know. I'm just a horny broad who likes sex. Just like you, right? Now, since there are no teenage studs around, and our husbands are busy as usual, that leaves us. Right? Right! So, why not take what pleasure we can from each other?"

A combination of fear and lust gripped Gloria's body as she allowed the blonde to lead her down the hall to the Lawrence master bedroom. Gloria had to admit she was turned on by the prospect of making it with a woman. Her pussy was soaked just thinking about it.

God, I hope I'm not struck dead for this, she thought.

Once inside the bedroom Alma closed the door and pulled Gloria into her arms. When Gloria tried to push her away, Alma held her fast.

"Relax, honey, just relax," she murmured. "Alma's here and she'll take care of everything."

Once again their lips fused in a hot wet kiss. Gloria could feel Alma's athletic body pressed against her own. Alma's big tits pressed against Gloria's and the bulge of the gym teacher's cunt mound pressed against the brunette's cunt mound. Gloria suddenly realized that Alma wasn't wearing a bra. The older woman had the firmest tits Gloria had ever seen even without a bra, her big boobs stood straight up toward the ceiling. The feel of the blonde's big pear-shaped jugs sent a chill through Gloria's body.

Their bodies pressed together, tit sliding against tit, nipple against nipple. Gloria was amazed to find she wasn't repelled by the softness of the other woman in her arms. It was different from a man, but not repulsive. Instead of the muscles and beard and rough clothes, there was soft flesh, smooth skin and a soft wet mouth.

Alma's tongue slithered in and out of her mouth like a little animal. The blonde's tongue explored Gloria's mouth as it had never been explored before. She swabbed her gums and teeth and roof of her mouth. She licked and sucked at the inside of the brunette's cheeks.

Gloria moaned and shifted her body slightly, pushing her thigh against the older woman's crotch. She could feel the heat of Alma's pussy against her leg and it was thrilling.

Gloria pulled back. "Oh, I'm sorry!" she gasped.

"Don't be, honey," Alma purred. "Just do what your body tells you to do. You're doing just fine."

The two women continued rubbing their tits together. Gloria frequently went braless, so the only thing between them was the thin material of their blouses. Gloria pulled back and looked down. She thrilled at the outline of Alma's stiff nipples, straining against the older woman's blouse. She bent down and pressed her own stiff nipple against those of the gym teacher.

Alma found her mouth again and this time Gloria stuffed her tongue inside the blonde's wet mouth. She trembled, knees shaking, and gave herself totally and completely to the pleasure of the deep passionate kiss. She slithered her tongue in and out of Alma's sucking mouth like a soft wet prick. A shiver of pleasure ran down her spine when she felt the blonde's hand on her boob.

Gloria moaned. Alma finally pulled her lips away from the brunette's and smiled. "Now, then, isn't this nice?" she purred. "I'll bet my hand feels just as good on your tit as a man's, doesn't it, honey? Tell the truth, now, doesn't it?"

"Yes," Gloria whispered, her pussy creaming and her big jugs tingling. The feel of Alma's hand on her boob was wonderful. The other woman seemed to know just where to touch and where to press her swollen globe. Now Alma took her open palm and rubbed it over Gloria's stiffened tits.

"That really turns you on, doesn't it?" Alma smiled. "The first thing I noticed about you was your big boobs. I've never seen tits that pointed straight up to heaven before. You're driving the boys at school wild, but then you already know that, don't you, honey?" The blonde smirked and Gloria shuddered.

"Please, I thought we weren't going to talk about that," the brunette pleaded. "Anyway, you're not so innocent yourself."

Alma chuckled and moved her hand off of Gloria's tit. Now the blonde began unbuttoning Gloria's blouse and in a moment her slim hand was slipping inside to cup one of the brunette's heaving jugs.

Gloria groaned and whimpered at the first touch of hand against tit-flesh, and pushed her crotch more firmly against the older woman's crotch.

"Mmmmmmmmm-yummmmmmm!" Alma murmured huskily. She opened Gloria's blouse and stared at the brunette's juggling titflesh. One hand on the younger woman's waist, she fluttered her fingers lightly over the underslopes of Gloria's heaving jugs and then over the younger woman's pointed pink nipples.

Gloria shivered and ran her hand down Alma's arm, her fingers finally touching Alma's firm, pear-shaped tits. Alma mewled, encouraging the younger woman to caress and fondle her firm boobs. The brunette could feel the older woman's nipples hardening under her fingers, and found it oddly thrilling to be able to turn on another woman like this.

Now the gym teacher peeled Gloria's blouse off her shoulders, almost but not quite exposing the brunette's big jugs. Her eyes glittering, her tongue licking her lips suggestively, the blonde lowered her head and nibbled and licked her way from the younger woman's shoulder to the peak of her tit. Then with a animal-like cry, the blonde closed her mouth over Gloria's long, stiff nipple.

"Oh, yessssss!" Gloria groaned.

The brunette trembled at the wonderful sensations caused by Alma's lips and tongue and teeth. Her stiff pink nipple was soon tingling and throbbing, and her pussy quivered and creamed. Just when Gloria felt herself begin to build up to an orgasm, the blonde dropped her tit from her mouth and moved to the other side.

Gloria couldn't resist putting her hands on Alma's pear-shaped jugs. The blonde still had her blouse on, but the feel of her braless tits in Gloria's hands was terribly sensuous. Gloria squeezed and pinched her firm titflesh, pulling at the blonde's nipples.

Gloria fell onto the bed. Her legs could no longer hold her. Her knees had turned to jelly. Alma pulled her mouth off the younger woman's tit and moved with Gloria to the bed. She peeled Gloria's blouse off her shoulders.

The brunette was now naked to the waist, her tits heaving and her pink nipples wet with Alma's saliva. Gloria looked up at the older woman and shivered at the lust in the blonde's eyes.

"You're lovely, dear," Alma purred, nuzzling Gloria's neck.

Gloria continued holding the blonde's boobs in her hands, and Alma looked down at Gloria's fingers and smiled.

"You like it, I can tell!" the blonde hissed. "Yes! Yes! I like it! I love it!" Gloria moaned.

She began unbuttoning Alma's blouse. When all the buttons were undone, she pulled the blouse off the blonde's body. Alma's firm tits tumbled out, she pulled the blouse off the blonde's body. Alma's firm tits tumbled out, jiggling and bouncing, pointing to the ceiling. Gloria mewled and bent down, clamping her mouth over one of Alma's puckered nipples.

Alma moaned and pressed her titflesh against Gloria's sucking mouth.

She closed her eyes and moaned out loud and the feel of the brunette's sucking lips and tongue and teeth.

Gloria was surprised at how turned on she was. She had never sucked a woman's tit before, and she wasn't sure if she would like it, but she did. She eagerly sucked and slurped on the blonde's stiff nipple, saliva drooling out of her mouth and soaking on the gym teacher's smooth white skin. With a loud sucking noise, she pulled her mouth off Alma's tit and moved to the other one.

Alma cried out, and moved bet hands down to fumble with the zipper on Gloria's skirt. She found the little tab, and in a moment the brunette's skirt slipped down off her body.

Gloria purred when Alma slipped her hand down the brunette's back and inside the younger woman's panties. She groaned when she felt the blonde cup one fleshy asscheek in her hand.

The blonde breathed hard as she continued to squeeze and probe around Gloria's asscrack. Gloria sucked in Alma's titiflesh and grunted when she felt the blonde move a finger inside the crack of her ass. She trembled and instinctively opened her legs when Alma's fingertip touched her asshole. She humped her ass back to encourage the older woman, and a moment later she felt Alma's finger drill inside her tight butt-hole.

Gloria wailed, spitting Alma's tit out of her mouth. The blonde whispered obscenities as she pushed her finger in and out of the brunette's shit-hole. After a few minutes of finger-fucking Gloria's bung, she finally pulled her finger out. Now she pushed her hand further down between the brunette's meaty asscheeks and slipped her fingers inside Gloria's sopping cunthole.

"Oh, honey, wet!" the blonde hissed.

She shoved three fingers inside the younger woman's cunt-chanel and began finger-fucking the brunette with slow sensuous strokes. Gloria quivered at the wonderful feel of the blonde's fingers pushing in and out of her pussy.

"Let me lay down!" Gloria begged. "Please, let me lay down on the bed!"

Alma chuckled and with one, last stroke, pulled her fingers out of Gloria's cunthole. She smeared cuntjuice over the brunette's asscrack, and briefly drilled a finger inside the younger woman's bung-hole.

Still wearing her panties, but nothing else, Gloria stretched out on the bed on her back. She stared at the blonde as Alma finished undressing, mesmerized by the sight of the other woman's trim athletic body.

She'd always had the impression that woman who were athletic had unfeminine bodies, but that wasn't the case at all. Not with Alma. Alma had those wonderful firm tits and slim hips. She had small trim asscheeks and lovely slender legs. The only thing athletic about her body was its slimness and its firmness. Gloria made a decision then and there to start exercising.

Now Alma climbed onto the bed and got between Gloria's outstretched legs. On her hands and knees, the blonde's tits hung down like two big melons as she trailed her fingers down the brunette's body.

"Let's get these off, honey," Alma purred, pulling at the waistband of Gloria's panties.

Gloria lifted her ass and in a moment Alma had the panties off the younger woman's legs.

"I'm going to make you feel real good, honey," the blonde purred. "You just lay back, and let Alma give you a workout. Open your legs nice and wide and let Alma get a good look at your cunt."

Slowly, trembling with lust, Gloria opened her legs wide to show the blonde her wet, hairy pussy thicket. Alma feasted her eyes on the oozing meat of Gloria's pussy.

The older woman trailed her fingers over Gloria's firm white thighs. She teasingly fluttered them over the wet meaty folds of the younger woman's steaming pussy-hole. She abruptly pushed three fingers inside Gloria's split beaver, and the brunette cried out, sucking the fingers inside her fuck-chute. Gloria lay back on the pillows, her eyes closed and her legs open, pretending that the blonde's fingers were a small cock pistoning in and out of her slick cunt.

"Oh, fuck me! Fuck me!" Gloria groaned. "Oh, it's good! It's good!"

"Juicy hot cunt!" Alma hissed. "Juicy hot cunt grabs my fingers like they were a cock. Oh, God, I'm so hot, honey! I could come right now. Oh, yeah, grab! Grab my fingers with your hot cunt!"

Gloria no longer thought about the fact that she was being fingered by another woman. The only thing she cared about was that she was getting closer and closer to blasting off. She could feel her orgasm building up like a dam about to burst.

Alma sensed that the brunette was about to come, and she slowed down. She kept her fingers inside the younger woman's cunthole and gently strummed Gloria's cunt with her thumb.

"Don't stop! Don't stop!" Gloria wailed. "Make me come! Please make me come!"

Her eyes glittering with lust, Alma pushed Gloria's knees back against the brunette's tits the younger woman hooked her arms under her legs to hold them back against her titiflesh. Gloria's ass was now raised high, her yawning cunt pointing to the ceiling and her cuntlips open and throbbing.

Alma leaned forward and pried Gloria's cuntlips wide open. She sniffed and licked at Gloria's cuntmeat, finally sliding her pointed tongue inside the younger woman's brimming cunthole.

Gloria humped her ass up off the bed, crying out for Alma to suck her cunt. The brunette quivered and shook in response to the lovely sensations of the blonde's tongue and lips sucking and licking on her cuntrneat. She moaned and thrashed her legs when Alma's tongue flicked her throbbing clit.

The brunette looked down over her heaving belly and saw Alma's mouth plastered over her hairy cuntlips. Thick, white, cunt-cream gushed out of Gloria's muff and drenched the blonde's face.

Gloria cried out that she was coming soon, but Alma paid no attention. She continued flicking her tongue back and forth over the brunette's quivering clit. The tension in Gloria's crotch was more then she could bear. It was the most exquisite sensation she had ever experienced.

Sobbing, she pumped her crotch at Alma's face, bucking her cunt at the blonde's sucking mouth, crying out for release from the exquisite torture produced by Alma's tongue.

Alma suddenly pulled her mouth off Gloria's cunt, her face glistening with cuntjuice and her eyes glittering. She shifted her body around and squatted down with her crotch over Gloria's face. She straddled the younger woman's body and lowered her dripping cunt to Gloria's waiting mouth.

Gasping, the aroma of Alma's cuntmeat filling her nostrils, the brunette began sucking up the thick juice oozing out the blonde's cunthole.

Alma sucked at Gloria's clit again, and in a moment the younger woman was over the brink. She spasmed in a mind-blowing orgasm, her cunt convulsed and her mouth sucking frantically at the blonde's stiff passion button. Moments later the blonde climaxed too, a gush of hot thick cunt-cream drenching Gloria's face.

CHAPTER SIX

"Well, well, well! So this is what you do in your spare time!"

Gloria's eyes shot open and she sat up in bed. Standing in the doorway was a man, with a big smile on his face, and a hard-on in his pants.

"Oh, hi, honey," Alma said sleepily. She turned to Gloria and smiled. "I really didn't expect him home this early, but now that he's here, you don't mind if he joins us, do you?"

Harry Lawrence didn't wait for an answer. He strode into the room as if Gloria's being in his bed was the most natural thing in the world. He quickly stripped his clothes off and in a moment his long thick cock was revealed to Gloria's eyes. He was half hard and looked ready for action.

"I'll just get here between the two of you," he said, easing his body into the bed. Alma casually took hold of her husband's prick and began pumping it up and down.

"He'll be hard in no time, honey," the blonde yawned, just beginning to wake up. Then she looked at her husband. "We haven't done this in a long time, Harry. What's the occasion?"

Harry just chuckled as the blonde placed her mouth over his cock. She grasped his cockshaft in her hand and placed her mouth over his fat red knob. He grunted, and then with a quick motion Alma slid her mouth up and down on his big rod two or three times.

Gloria was fascinated. She'd never seen a woman suck a man's cock close up like this. Oh, she'd managed to drag Frank to one or two fuck films, but she'd never seen a woman suck off a man in person. She trembled at the sight of Alma Lawrence sucking and licking at her husband's fuckpole. The way Alma had described him, Gloria would never have guessed he'd be the type of man who would climb right into bed with the two of them.

Alma abruptly pulled her mouth off of Harry's cock. "I'll bet you think we're wild, don't you, honey," she giggled.

Gloria didn't answer. She gazed at Harry's cock. It was totally hard now and it was one of the biggest she had ever seen. His balls looked swollen and they were covered with fuzzy light hair. She had a fantasy of sucking his balls dry, his fuck-cream sliding thickly down her throat.

Harry just sat there chuckling. He was obviously a man of few words, and his wife was obviously the boss. Once again Alma bent down and engulfed his fuckpole with her mouth. She plunged her mouth up and down on his rigid fuck-tube, saliva drooling out of the corners of her mouth and wetting his cock and balls.

"She's a great little cocksucker," he snickered. "The best in the west!"

Alma mewled and grabbed for his hairy balls. Gloria watched with amazement as the blonde's head bobbed up and down as she took her husband's long thick prick all the way down her throat.

Gloria noticed that Harry's eyes were on her cunt. A little self-consciously the brunette opened her legs to give him a good look at her pussy.

"That's right, honey, open up and let old Harry see that gorgeous snatch of yours." He chuckled and then grunted. "So you're the one who's been fucking all those boys at school, are you?"

"Shut up, Harry!" Alma hissed, clamping her mouth back, down on his fuck-tube.

Gloria blanched and decided to ignore his words. Sliding both hands down over her belly, she fingered her cuntlips, prying the slimy flaps open.

"Now that's beaver!" he chuckled, humping his ass off the bed and driving his cock into his wife's throat.

Gloria was totally turned on again. Alma was on her knees now, her head over Harry's crotch as she frantically sucked his big rod. The brunette was unable to resist. She got down behind the blonde and ran her hands over the older woman's small, trim asscheeks. She fondled the blonde's pear-shaped tits and then slipped her fingers between the gym teacher's thighs. Alma moaned when Gloria's fingers touched her wide open cuntlips.

Mewling with lust, Gloria trailed her fingertips up the crack of Alma's trim ass and tickled the blonde's winking asshole. Alma wiggled her hips to encourage the younger woman, and Gloria continued fondling the blonde's bung hole.

She became more bold and probed Alma's cunt, pushing two fingers inside the blonde's slippery hole. It still felt strange to have her fingers in another woman's cuntmeat. She began finger-fucking the older woman as Alma continued sucking Harry's fuck-tube.

Alma finally pulled her mouth off her husband's prick. She announced loudly that she needed fucking. She scrambled around and straddled her husband. She fisted his cockshaft, pulling it up and down, and then she positioned his cockhead at the mouth of her cunthole. Groaning, she eased herself down and impaled herself on his rampant fuckpole.

The blonde cried out with lust, her eyes closed and her mouth open. Gloria moved around behind her, putting her arms around the older woman and cupping her pear-shaped tits in her hands. She was turned on by Alma's lust. The blonde was so different from what Gloria had thought. She was all woman. She loved sex and she took it where she could get it. It wasn't the way Gloria wanted to live, but it worked for Alma. The blonde certainly didn't look like she was in pain!

She wondered if she'd have a turn fucking Harry. She hoped so. The wild time with Alma had been great, but she'd have loved a cock jammed up her cunt at the same time.

She pinched and pulled at Alma's puckered nipples, pressing her open cunt against the blonde's back.

Suddenly Alma pulled up and let Harry's cock slip out of her cunt.

"Take me from behind, honey," she said to her husband. Turning to Gloria she giggled. "I love being fucked from behind. Don't you? It's my favorite, actually."

Harry's cock was red and dripping. He held his balls and got up from the bed. Alma got on her hands and knees, her ass in the air and her big tits grazing the sheet. She rested her head on her arms and wagged her ass back at her husband.

Harry moved behind her now, putting his hands on her trim asscheeks. He squeezed her assflesh, his cock swaying back and forth in the air. His cockhead dripping cockjuice, he leaned forward and fingered Alma's big jugs. He teased the puckered spikes and mashed his big hands over her titiflesh.

"Stick it in, cocksucker!" Alma hissed. "Stick it in and fuck me!"

He chuckled, fisting his cockshaft and swabbing it up and down her slimy wet cuntlips, and back to her asscrack. His big fuckpole probed between her slippery cuntlips, and at last he placed his big bulb at the socket other cunthole. Alma swore at him, yelling for him to fuck her into the ground. Harry snickered and pushed forward, plunging his cock in to the hilt with one slippery stroke.

Alma moaned and Gloria moved behind Harry. She ran one hand over his ass and gabbed his hairy balls with the other. She gently squeezed his nuts, pulling on his ballbag as he began pumping his prick in and out of his wife's juicy cunt.

He grunted when the brunett's thumb found his asshole. She massaged the ring of his shitter, finally pushing her thumb inside his grommet.

"Oh, yeah!" he croaked.

On the bed, Alma squirmed her ass back at his thrusting prick, yelling at Harry to fuck her harder. He grunted as he pumped his cock in and out of her juicy fuck-channel.

Gloria frantically fingered her cunt with her free hand. She was wild with lust now, and she pushed two fingers inside her clutching cunthole, rapidly pumping them in and out with wild strokes.

Alma moaned and sobbed and shouted for Harry to fuck her brains out. He gasped suddenly, and Gloria felt his balls jump around in her hand. Then he cried out and began pumping his cock with piston-like stroks in and out of Alma's hungry pussy.

"I'm coming!" he rasped. "Oh, mama, I'm coming!"

His nuts jerked and swayed as he began shooting his load of fuck-cream in his wife's cunthole. Gloria shivered, her hand clutching his ball-bag as he dumped his load into Alma's cunt.

When he finally pulled his prick out of his wife's pussy, the blonde turned over on the bed with her legs spread wide. Gloria could see Harry's hot lava oozing out of Alma's come filled pussy.

Moaning softly, Gloria knelt down between the blonde's legs and plastered her mouth against Alma's hairy wet cunt. She sucked and licked on the blonde's spasming muff, lapping up Harry's fuck-cream and sucking the older woman's petal-like cuntlips until Alma spasmed in a convulsive orgasm.

When she pulled her mouth away from Alma's juice-drenched cunt, she finger-fucked herself furiously until she came with a guttural wail.

Afterwards when they recovered their senses, Alma grinned at Gloria.

"Get him hard again honey!" she hissed.

Gloria looked at the blonde. She was only too happy to oblige. The brunette positioned herself between Harry's legs, her lips formed into a tight ring. Leaning forward, she closed her lips over his purplish bulb.

She bobbed her head up and down sucking at his prick. It wasn't long before he was almost completely hard. She swabbed her tongue over his knob and then down over his thickening cockshaft. She grabbed his hairy balls and moved her mouth back up to his pulsating knob, sucking his plum between her lips.

Harry groaned and bucked his ass off the bed to get more of his prick inside her mouth, but Gloria pulled back. She teased him by putting her teeth in the groove behind his cockhead, and closing the ring of her lips tightly around his cockmeat.

Her cheeks caving in, she sucked vigorously on his juicy knob. He grunted as her tongue swabbed up and down his velvety flesh and tickled his pisshole.

Her fingers massaged and squeezed his balls, and now one finger moved underneath to massage the tender area between his balls and his asshole.

"Oh, fuck, she's good!" Harry croaked.

Gloria shuddered with the craziness of it all. There she was sucking Harry's cock, while his wife squatted beside them and watched! How wild it was! The cock in her month was thick and long and Gloria loved the way it felt stretching her lips.

She slid her lips down his cockshaft now. She took more and more of his throbbing prick into her mouth. Soon she had his cockhead jabbing at the back of her throat. She almost gagged, but controlled the reflex.

Finally she pulled her mouth back and began a rhythmic fucking of his cock with her mouth. Each time she swooped down on his prick, she took more and more of his fuckmeat into her throat. She relaxed her throat muscles now to accommodate his cockhead. After a half dozen strokes, she was able to hold his cockhead inside her throat long enough to squeeze it.

Her mouth was quickly filling up with saliva, and each time she pulled back to his cockhead rivers of spit drooled out and flowed over his cockshaft and balls.

Alma was holding his balls now while Gloria sucked steadily on his fat cock.

Then suddenly Harry made the women sit on either side of him. He played with their titiflesh while they played with his cock and balls. His fingers worked their way over to Gloria's cunt. She opened her legs to give him more room, and he was soon probing between her mushy cuntlips, shoving two fingers into her brimming cunt-channel. She moaned as his fingers began pumping in and out of her sucking cunthole.

Alma slipped off the bed and in a moment Gloria felt the older woman's head burrowing between her thighs. She gasped and pulled one leg up, exposing her crotch to the blonde's thrusting head. In a moment Alma had her mouth clamped over Gloria's hungry cunt.

The blonde sucked gluttonously on Gloria's cuntmeat, moving up to suck and massage Gloria's cunt with her tongue. Gloria spasmed in an orgasm and then the trio finally broke apart.

"I want to watch him fuck you again," Gloria said shyly.

Alma chuckled. "Don't you want to get fucked yourself, sweetie?" she asked.

"Not yet," Gloria breathed. "I really dig watching him fuck you, if you don't mind."

Alma didn't mind. She lay down on the floor with her legs pulled up. Gloria sat back on the soft rug and fingered her cunt as she watched Harry mount his wife. He draped Alma's legs over his shoulders and pushed forward, ramming his prick all the way up her cunt.

Gloria knelt down on the floor to get a closer look at the couple. She was thrilled at the sight of his cock slapping in and out of his wife's clutching cunthole.

She ran her hands over the blonde's asscheeks and finally moved her fingers over to the junction of cock and cunt. Alma's cuntjuice poured over Gloria's fingers. Then Gloria rubbed Harry's pistoning cockshaft as it plunged in and out of his wife's sucking cunt.

Gloria had a sudden impulse. She pulled her hand away and lowered her head. She managed to get her mouth attached to Alma's cunt and Harry's thrusting prick. She sucked and slurped and licked his hot fuckmeat. The lewdness of the act made her tremble with lust. How wanton she'd become? How thrilling to have Harry's cock sliding back and forth over her lips while he fucked his wife into the ground!

When she finally pulled her mouth off of their wet slippery junction, she moved around and slipped one of her jiggling tits over Alma's face.

Alma opened her mouth and sucked in the puckered nipple. She sucked and slurped on the juicy titiflesh, and then she pulled her mouth away and hissed at Gloria.

"Give me your cunt! Come on! Sit on my face and let me suck you out!"

Gloria moaned and quickly moved around to do Alma's bidding. She positioned her cunt over Alma's face, squatting over the blonde's mouth. She slowly eased down until she had her pussy plastered over Alma's waiting lips.

She sat down on the blonde's mouth. She began rocking gently up and down, grinding her cunt into the older woman's upturned face. It was wonderful! She massaged her crotch, rubbing her cuntmeat against Alma's nose and chin and checks.

"Oh, God, it's lovely!" she thought. It was wonderful to have her cunt mashed down on someone's face!

Alma's hands clutched the brunette's asscheeks and suddenly the blonde was pulling Gloria forward until the younger woman's ass was over Alma's mouth. Gloria groaned out loud as she felt the blonde's tongue tickle her.

She gasped when a moment later the other woman's tongue slid inside her shitter and began fucking in and out of the little grommet. The feel of Alma's slippery tongue fucking her brownie drove Gloria wild with desire.

She cried out, mewling and moaning with delight. Harry chuckled, suddenly pulling his prick out of his wife's cunt. "Give me some of that dark pussy!" he growled. "I like that dark meat!"

Trembling, Gloria fell over on her hands and knees and Alma quickly got out of the way. Harry scrambled behind Gloria, his hands holding her asscheeks, and his cockhead jabbing at her asscrack. A moment later she groaned as his bloated knob stretched the mouth of her cunthole and drilled inside to ream out her fuck-tube.

Squirming beside them on the rug, Alma slipped under Gloria until her face was under the brunette's hanging tits. Gloria shivered and lowered herself to drop a fat nipple into Alma's open mouth.

Harry was fucking her to a frazzle now, pile-driving his cockmeat in and out of her clutching cunt. Each thrust made Gloria quiver and moan, her tits bouncing against Alma's face. When Harry pulled his cock out of her cunthole and pressed his cockhead against her tight asshole, she held her breath. She quivered, suspicious of what was coming, her mind a mixture of fear and lust. She wailed when he pushed forward and rammed his cock up her asshole.

He grunted as he rammed his cock home to the hilt up Gloria's shitter. Alma squirmed under the brunette's body, positioning her face under the younger woman's crotch.

Gloria went crazy when she felt Alma's mouth on her cunt. She had a man's thick cock up her asshole and a woman's soft mouth on her pussy-meat. Throwing her head back, she cried out with lust and convulsed in a shuddering, spasming orgasm.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Gloria couldn't understand how the Harrisons had ever gotten together. Peter Harrison was the head maintenance man at the school, and his wife Helen was advisor to the senior girls. Helen Harrison was an attractive, well-dressed blonde. She was well spoken and intelligent. Her husband, on the other hand, was a slob.

Pete Harrison always wore a little blue knitted cap and a dirty work shirt. He looked like he shaved once a week and he always had a toothpick in his mouth. He had leering eyes and a leering grin, and he spent most of his time coming on to the girl, students and the young female teachers. He had an affinity for blondes, but anything would do as long as she was female.

"I know what you're doing with those kids," he snickered. "You're not kidding me with your high and mighty ways."

Gloria felt a stab of fear run through her body. "What do you mean?" she said, her voice quavering.

Pete looked at her with his beady little eyes and laughed. "You know what I mean Mrs. Maitland. If you're nice to me I'll keep my mouth shut. If not, well, your husband has a big job at the plant, and how do you suppose he'd feel about his pretty wife humping half the boys at the high school?"

He cackled like a maniac and Gloria shivered. "What do you want?" she hissed. "I have a little money, if that's what you want."

"Hell, no, I won't want your money, Mrs. Maitland," he chuckled. "Guess again."

She trembled at his disgusting laugh and his evil little eyes. "I want some pussy, Mrs. Maitland," he finally spit out. "I want the same thing you're giving all those kids. Some nice juicy pussy. I got an office down in the basement. You know where it is. You be there after class today. Four-thirty will be just fine." He cackled again and then repeated. "Yep, four-thirty for a little piece!"

He turned abruptly and walked away. Gloria stared after him, shuddering with apprehension. She knew he meant what he said. She had heard stories about him and she knew that if she didn't do what he wanted he would indeed tell Frank.

She phoned Frank at his office and told him she was working late, giving some make-up exams. He couldn't have cared less, he was so wrapped up in his new job.

It's his fault, she thought angrily. All his fault. If he paid more attention to me I wouldn't have to fool around with teenage kids, and then this wouldn't have happened.

Then she had to admit it wasn't all Frank's fault, it was her fault too. No one put a gun to her head and made her fuck half the male student body at the school. She was having the time of her life, and now the piper had to be paid.

She considered telling Pete Harrison to go to hell, but she realized it was no use. She'd have to do whatever he wanted. One word from him to Frank and her marriage would be over, and she didn't want that. With it all she loved Frank and she didn't want anything to happen to her marriage.

She went into her office and tried to calm down. She felt her heart pound, and realized that besides fear she was also sexually aroused. The prospect of fucking Pete Harrison was making her pussy cream! God, what a wanton slut she'd become!

She cupped her tits through her tailored suit jacket, and toyed with her stiff nipples. Maybe she ought to have a baby and settle down.

She shrugged. She'd think about that later. Right now she was terribly hot, and needed to get off. She went down to the hall to the teacher's john and locked herself in a booth. She was grateful no one else was there. She'd be a few minutes late for class, but that was no problem.

She picked up her skirt and stuck her hand inside her panties. She tangled her fingers in her thick dark cunt bush. She moved her legs apart and spread them as wide as she could. She fondled her nipples and thrust her crotch forward.

She pried her cuntlips open and slipped two fingers inside, her dripping cunthole. She bucked her ass, finger-fucking her pussy-hole, her breath coming in gasps.

Grinding her hips, she rubbed her cunt, smearing, her flood of cuntjuice over her crotch. Her little clit was stiff and erect and she began flicking it with her thumb.

She was working herself in a frenzy now, her eyes glazed and her mind consumed with hot waves of pleasure washed up from her pussy. Her thighs quivered as she squatted over the toilet, her fingers churning in and out of her juicy cunthole. In a moment her pussy convulsed, in a wrenching, spasming orgasm.

For a few minutes the pulsing of her pussymeat made her forget all about Pete Harrison. Her body jerked and trembled in another orgasm, and she had to lean against the wall of the booth to keep her balance.

Then her conversation with Pete Harrison interrupted her thoughts. There was no way she could avoid going to his office at four-thirty to do what he wanted. She shivered. So be it. She had to keep him quiet at any cost.

At exactly four-thirty Gloria walked down to the basement and hesitatingly knocked at the door of the head maintenance man. A creepy voice told her to come in.

She pushed the door open and found herself in a dingy office, with an old beat up desk and a torn rocking chair. Pete sat in the chair with a disgusting grin on his face, and a bottle of beer in his hand. He'd gotten dressed up for her. Instead of his usual overalls, he had on a decent pair of pants. He still wore the little blue cap, and there was a definite bulge in his crotch.

He snickered and spread his legs, sliding down in his chair. He pushed his crotch forward and looked her up and down. His beady little eyes appraised her body, his lips twisted in an insolent sneer.

"Well, come right on in, little lady," he snickered. "It ain't the Ritz, but it'll have to do, right!"

His eyes raked over, her body and Gloria shivered with a combination of repulsion and lust. She sat down on a rickety chair facing him. He leered at her when she crossed her legs, his eyes raking over her firm thighs.

"Do it and get, it over with!" she hissed.

"That's the spirit," he cackled. "But what's the hurry, little lady? What's the hurry?"

Gloria trembled, filled with loathing for this disgusting man who had her in his power. "You're not going to bother me again, are you?" she said. "This is a one-time thing, isn't it? I absolutely will not do this again."

He smirked. "Do you really think you're in any position to make rules?" he snickered. Then his eyes glanced up and down her body. "I'll do whatever I want, and you can't stop me!"

He giggled now as he moved his large calloused hand between his legs and rubbed his bulging crotch.

"You don't want your husband to find out what you've been up to, do you?" he croaked, rubbing his cock through his pants.

"You know I don't!" she hissed.

"Well, then, you know what I want!"

He pulled his zipper down and his fly fell open. Gloria shuddered when he brought out his long, thick cock. He was half-hard, but his cockhead was red and dripping cockjuice.

The lewd exposure of his prick made Gloria's legs tremble in spite of herself. His cock was slowly getting bigger and he closed his fingers around his thick cockshaft. Gloria stared at his stiffening fuckpole as he lightly pumped it up and down with a slow steay rhythm.

He grinned at her, his eyes arrogant and mean. "This is a man's dick, Mrs. Maitland, not a kid's!"

She had to admit he was right. Teenage boys were fun, but there was nothing like a mature man's fuekpole. Even if he was a disgusting person like Pete Harrison.

She had a sudden flash of Helen Harrison. This was the attraction. His seven inch prick, dripping cockjuice as he pumped it up and down with his flying fingers. This was what must have kept Helen Harrison happy with a slob like Pete Harrison. His big fat seven incher!

Pete's eyes were glittering now, as he pumped his cock faster and faster. "Get your clothes off!" he hissed. "Let me have a look at that gorgeous bod of yours!"

She stared hypnotized at his cock. Her hands moved slowly to the buttons of her blouse. He watched her through heavy lidded eyes, and in a moment her jacket was unbuttoned and off her shoulders.

"Get it all the way off!" he snickered.

She peeled the jacket off her body. She hadn't worn a bra today, and her sensitive nipples betrayed her excitement. They were stiff and puckered, hard with lust she could no longer control.

"Man, what jugs!" he croaked. "No bra, either! Now, Mrs. Maitland, you're not gonna fight me, are you? You're gonna do exactly as I say."

She nodded. She was in his power now, in more ways than one. He could tell her to do anything and she would do it.

"What do you want?" she asked, her voice trembling.

He snickered. "Let's just get those pretty lips wrapped around my prick, little lady," he hissed. "Let's have a little head!"

Gloria caught her breath. She had prayed he wouldn't ask for that. She had prayed that a quick fuck would be enough to satisfy him. The thought of sucking his cock made her sick to her stomach. Long and thick as it was, it still belonged to this horrible man.

He saw her hesitate and got up from his chair. He moved toward her, standing in front of her with his cock swaying under her face. She stared at his piss-tunnel, at the drop of clear prick-cream brimming in his pisshole.

Suddenly his strong fingers grasped her shoulders, digging into her soft flesh. "Get your lips on my cock, Mrs. Maitland!" he growled. "Suck my prick!"

A soft moan escaped her lips. She couldn't avoid the inevitable. Her mouth was poised over his dripping pisser and she could smell his musky male smell. Her pulse raced at the sight and smell of his throbbing fuck-meat.

"I can't!" she whimpered.

He gripped her shoulders more firmly, his fingers digging into her flesh. He moved forward and rubbed the velvety knob of his cock against her, cheek. He smeared his fuck-oil over her face, all the time whispering for her to suck his cock.

"You've sucked plenty in your life, Mrs. Maitland," he hissed. "Come on now, get it in there!"

Gloria shuddered. She knew it was useless to resist. She also had a terrible urge to do it, to suck this awful man's prick. She was about to open her mouth and suck his cockhead in when he suddenly reached down and grabbed one of her jiggling tits.

"Great titties!" he snickered.

He pinched and fondled her nipples while Gloria bit her lip and moaned. The pleasure was more intense than the humiliation and the spongy tips of her nipples stiffened and throbbed. He chuckled, aware of her lust, as he continued rubbing the plum of his cock against her cheek.

"You're a hot number, Mrs. Maitland, aren't you? Yeah, no wonder all the boys like you so much. Take my balls out Mrs. Maitland!"

She sobbed softly, moving to obey him. She took the big sac out of his fly. His hand continued jiggling one tit and then the other. She held the thick stalk of his cock in one hand and his big ball-bag in the other.

She couldn't help it, his cock felt wonderful in her hand. She wondered how it would feel stuffed up her cunt. She blushed when she pictured how it would feel reaming out her cunt-channel.

"Get it in there!" he grunted, shoving his hips forward, his fat cockhead pressed against her lips. She yielded, whimpering as she opened her mouth as wide as possible. In a moment her mouth engulfed the bloated knob of his cock and she began sucking his thrusting bulb.

"Oh, yeah!" he groaned, "Suck that prick, Mrs. Maitland! Qoooooh, yeaaaaaaaaah, that's nice!"

His prick filled her mouth. His cockhead pushed at her tongue, sliding forward to jab at the back of her throat. She gagged momentarily and then recovered, and wrapped her tongue around his cockmeat.

She began pumping his cockshaft with her fingers at the same time she sucked on his cockhead. She trembled as he pushed forward and drove his cockhead halfway down her throat.

She tightened her throat muscles aroqnd his thick stalk and he gasped as he began pumping his prick in and out of her throat. She struggled for breath and he finally pulled his cock out of her throat until she had only his cockhead inside her lips.

She began bobbing her head up and down on his cock now, sucking him vigorously. She was enjoying it, but she didn't want him to know that. It was a nice cock, big and juicy and hard. If she didn't think about the man it was attached to, it was okay.

She wondered if he was going to shoot off in her mouth. The idea repulsed her, but maybe she'd be able to spit it out if he did. As if reading her mind, he stared at her with mean, beady eyes. "Don't think you're not gonna drink my cream, you bitch! You're gonna drink every drop, you slut!"

She moaned, with passion and with disgust, sucking and bobbing her mouth back and forth on his wriggling hunk of male-meat. She was totally turned on now. Maybe it was because of the animal like submission he was forcing on her, or maybe it was just the juicy stiff cock in her mouth. Whatever it was, she was terribly excited and turned on.

His cock was thoroughly coated with her saliva and the ring of her lips slid smoothly back and forth over his thick cylinder. She gasped for breath, but sucked him ravenously.

She swallowed down the cockjuice leaking out of his pisshole. Her throat muscles clutched at his knob at the end of each stroke. She fucked him with her mouth, maintaining a steady rhythm and bobbing her head frantically.

His thrusting cockshaft trembled and pulsated in her mouth. His balls tightened and jumped in her hand. She could feel his cockhead swelling in her mouth and she sucked him in a frenzy, slurping sucking noises escaping her lips. She massaged the bulb of his cock with her stiff tongue and nibbled on the slick plum. She gripped his cockhead with her teeth and then opened her mouth wider, sliding down to engulf all of his cock. She whimpered as his coarse crotch hair tickled her nose.

She sucked on his fuckpole with relish, her fingers pumping the pulsating length of his cock. She squeezed the base of his cunt spreader and felt his cylinder of male-meat swell in her mouth. Each time his cockhead lodged in the back of her throat, a wave of pure lust washed over her body.

She fondled and squeezed his balls and nuzzled his crotch hair each time she swooped down to engulf his meat. His throbbing fuckmeat filled her mouth as he pumped his prick, meeting her stroke for stroke.

Saliva drooled out of her mouth and washed over his cock and balls. The ring of her lips was stretched wide by his thick cock and her mouth ached from the stretching.

She was mewling now, crooning with pleasure as she licked and sucked on his thrusting fuckpole. Suddenly he shuddered and his hips jerked forward. She clamped her lips behind his cockhead to avoid choking and in a moment his cockhead exploded in her throat. He cried out as his hot thick jism gushed into her mouth. Spurt after spurt of his slimy fuck-cream bubbled out of his pisshole and flowed over her tongue. She sucked it in and the rubbery lava cascaded down her throat.

She sucked convulsively, gulping wad after wad of squirmy liquid into her moth. Some of it overflowed and gushed down to her chin. She slobbered over his spitting cock like some savage animal, sucking his hot cream down her greedy throat.

Wild with lust, now she shoved her hand under her skirt and grabbed her pussy. A frenzied massage brought her a quick orgasm, even while her throat muscles continued to work on his thrusting, erupting cock.

Her lips were still stretched wide on his fuckpole, and her nose and chin were coated with his thick jisin. Her face was wet and sticky as she sucked him dry, finally pulling his prick from her lips.

His softening cock fell limply against her cheek and she licked at it with her tongue, licking up the jizz sticking to it and sucking it into her mouth. Stilt holding his balls, she squeezed his nuts and urged the last of his load out of his eggs.

At last Pete moved away from her mouth, his chest heaving and his eyes wide.

"What a trip!" he wheezed. "What a fuckin' trip! You could kill a guy!"

She closed her eyes and shuddered at the scope of her degradation. She finally opened her eyes and looked over at him. He was sitting in his rocker, his eyes closed and his breath coming in gasps.

If he had a heart attack, it wasn't hr fault, she decided. She almost wished he would have one, the sonofabitch!

She put her clothes on and left the dingy office.

CHAPTER EIGHT

The turning paint in Gloria's life came two weeks later. She was driving home from downtown one day after an afternoon of shopping. She had taken a short-cut through one of the seedier parts of town, when her left back tire went flat.

She sat in the car for a few minutes, hoping that someone would show up to help her. No one did. The street was in a commercial area and was deserted. It was after five o'clocl and the factories and offices had all shut for the day.

She looked around for a public phone, but couldn't find one. She decided to try and change the tire herself, so she opened the trunk and took out the spare tire and jack. She stood there looking at the tire, trying to figure out her next move.

It wasn't long before she had company. Three teenagers sauntered up, snickering and jostling each other. She recognized them as students from the high school, kids who were part of a rough crowd. They weren't the kind of kids she had much to do with, and she shivered as she fumbled with the jack.

"Need help, Teach?" one of them said, his eyes running vulgarly over her body.

Gloria's big tits were half revealed by her low-cut tee-shirt, and she blushed at the unconcealed lust in his eyes.

She told herself later that there was nothing she could have done about what happened. She was on a deserted street and she was totally at their mercy. When she felt her pussy cream at the sight of their bulging crotches, she blushed and turned her attention back to her car.

She felt conflicted. She knew these boys could mean trouble, and at the same time she loved the way they were looking at her. They were well-built, good looking kids, a little older than most of the students at the school.

The three of them were laughing now, snickering over a joke one of them had cracked. They looked her up and down as if she were a slab of meat, and she quivered at the lust in their eyes.

Her pussy gushed cuntjuice, and the crotch of her bikini panties was soon soaked. She became angry at herself. She was nothing but a slut, a bitch in heat who constantly needed a cock in her cunt. It would serve her right if these tough kids raped her.

"You alone, Teach?" the one called Rocky said. His eyes raked over her tits and ass and she nervously wet her lips.

"Yes," she admitted, her gaze traveling down to his crotch. She wondered if he had a big cock. God, she was a slut! She wished if they were going to rape her, they would get it over with. The suspense was driving her crazy.

The one called Butch took the jack from her hand and they started to work on the tire. Her cunt throbbed and creamed as she watched them work. She'd heard talk about these kids in the girls' locker room. They were real studs who could fuck a girl into the ground and stay hard. She shivered at the thought and blushed furiously.

When the tire was changed and the jack back in the car, the boys surrounded her in a circle and leered at her.

"Ya owe us one, Teach!" the one called Nick said insolently.

"I'll pay you whatever you want," she said, opening her purse and taking out some bills.

"We don't want your money," one of them hissed, putting his hand on her ass and rubbing her asscheek through the material of her skirt.

She froze, the money in mid-air. "What do you want?" she said, her voice trembling.

"You know what we want, Teach," Rocky leered. "We want what you've been giving those kids at school, don't we, guys?"

They all three snickered and stamped their feet. She held her breath, her heart pounding. They were going to tape her. There was no doubt about it. She didn't know if she should scream or not. There was no one around to hear her, and they might get real rough if she fought them. Another thing was, she wanted them to fuck her. God help me, she thought. I want them! I want those stiff pricks in my cunt! I want my pussy reamed by these young studs.

She didn't protest when they took her arms and led her away. She felt dazed, and in a few minutes she found herself in a dirty room in the basement of a nearby building. When she saw the dirty mattress on the floor she cringed.

Oh, God, this was too much! This wasn't what she had in mind at all.

She wondered if they brought all their girls here. She wondered if it would be considered rape if she wanted it. And, dear God, she wanted it! Her knees shook and her pussy creamed. Cuntjuice dripped down the insides of her thighs and her nipples tingled with excitement.

They were giggling over something, and she wondered if they could read her mind. Suddenly one of them grabbed her around her waist. His eyes looked cruel now, a look of raw brutality that made her quiver. Almost faint with lust and fear, she pressed against him, pushing her tits against his chest. He snickered when she pressed her belly against his hard crotch.

One of the other boys came up behind her and started squeezing her ass. He squeezed her fleshy asscheeks until she moaned with pleasure. Two other hands were on her tits, pinching and squeezing her puckered nipples.

"Great ass!" one of them hissed. "Big and juicy!"

The third boy stuck his hand between her thighs. "She's hot as a firecracker!" he snickered. "She's creaming her pants like you wouldn't believe!"

They all three snickered. One of them pulled her skirt up, running his hand over her firm belly, and then over her cunt mound to the wet crotch of her panties.

Another one pumped his cock against her ass, dry-humping her through their clothes. Filled with lust, she groaned and squirmed her ass back at his thrusting cock.

The one holding her titiflesh leered into her eyes. "She likes it!" he grunted. "The cunt likes it, don't you, cunt?"

She nodded, her eyes glittering and her heart pounding. "Yes! Yes!" she criedout. "I like it! I love it! Fuck me! Fuck me into the ground!"

She didn't care any longer. She was totally turned on. It wasn't rape anymore. She wanted it. And she'd taken that away from the little creeps. She'd taken away the brutality. She had three pair of hands on her body and it felt wonderful!

She only prayed they wouldn't hurt her. She decided she better keep her mouth shut, and not make them angry. They still had the upper hand, even though she wanted their cocks.

One of them put his hands inside her panties and pulled on her hairy wet cuntlips. He pinched and tugged and probed around her cunt-meat. She wailed when his finger touched her cunt. She moaned and fucked back at his hand. Her cunt was on fire and needed stuffing. She wanted a cock in her cunt and a cock in her mouth and one in her ass, too. She didn't care who put what where, as long as it was thick and long and dripping cockjuice.

With one of them pulling at her tits, the second one humping her ass, and the third probing her cunthole, she was soon on the point of climaxing. When she felt fingers in her asscrack, she cried out. The fingers began tickling her asshole and she squirmed against the hand. She didn't care who was doing what. They could do whatever they wanted with her, and, in fact, she hoped they would do everything.

Suddenly they all let go of her. One of them grunted, "Come on, let's see some flesh!"

The three boys unzipped their flies and brought out their stiff cocks. She gazed from one to the other, mesmerized. All that cock! All that cock and all for her!

She began stripping. Her eyes on their three throbbing pricks, she slowly peeled her clothes off her body. They went wild. They each began stroking their meat, snickering and snorting, the lewdness of it all driving her wild with lust. She cupped her tits in her hands and offered them her boobs. Next she pulled her skirt down and stepped out of it. She danced around the room, showing them her ass and legs, and then pushed her panties slowly down her legs. She wiggled her shoulders and her hips, jiggling her titiflesh like two ripe melons.

She was sweating now, gyrating her ass and shaking her bouncing tits. She pumped her crotch lasciviously at their faces, while they cried out obscenities at her.

She stepped out of her panties and turned to show them the full globes of her ass. Then she faced them again, running her hands over her belly and down to her crotch. Gazing at their pricks, she slowly pulled her cuntlips open and showed them the dark-red meat of her pussy.

She teased her cunthole with her fingers, slowly pushing two fingers inside her cuntchannel. One of the boys swore and began pumping his cock faster. The three teenagers watched as she finger-fucked her pussy. She bucked her ass at her fingers, slowly fucking her cunt until her cuntjuice was a bubbly white froth.

Turning around, she bent forward and showed them her big white asscheeks. She wanted them to see her shitter and her hairy cuntlips from the back. When she moved a finger up to her asshole and pushed it deep inside her crapper, they went wild.

One of them came up behind her. She didn't know who, and she didn't care. All their faces and pricks blended into one. She shivered with lust as he put his hands on her ass and spread her asscheeks wide apart. He rubbed his cockhead up and down her asscrack, got it wet with some of her cuntjuice, and pressed it against the puckered ring of her asshole. She moaned as he brutally dug his fingers into the flesh of her ass. He continued pressing forward and she opened her shitter for him. She pushed out, relaxing her ass muscles. His big cock popped inside her brownie, and she groaned in response to the lovely feeling in her crotch. Her hands holding her thighs, her tits bouncing as she bent over, she shoved her ass back at his thrusting cock.

"I want some of that!" one of the others grunted.

The one fucking her ass pulled his cock out and pushed her over to the mattress. Another one stuck his cock in her cunt and the first one stuck his prick in her shitter.

She had both holes filled now, and it was heaven. She opened her mouth wide and cried out her ecstasy. Before she knew it, the third boy had stuck his cock in her mouth. She accepted his juicy knob and began sucking vigorously.

She had three cocks reaming her out. She could feel one stretching her bung, one stroking in and out of her cunt-channel, and the third shoved halfway down her throat. She was so packed with fuck-meat she felt dizzy.

Her body was jammed full of hot male-meat and it was glorious.

The one fucking her ass started to bellow. He stiffened and in a moment she felt his hot jism began to pour into her asshole. She tightened her ass muscles and squeezed his prick to drain his load.

The hot jism awaiting her mouth made her shiver with lust, and she began contracting her throat muscles to get that load, too. It wasn't more than a minute before the one fucking her face came, and soon spurt after spurt of thick rubbery cock-cream jetted down her throat.

She swallowed his huge load, the slimy fuckcream coating her tongue and teeth and chin. When the one fucking her cunt spasmed and came, Gloria climaxed in a wild frenzy of abandon.

At the end, the three boys rolled over and collapsed on the mattress.

"Lady, you're sure one wild woman!" Rocky croaked.

Gloria wanted more. She slipped her hand between her legs and felt her wet hairy cuntlips, slippery with jism and cunt-cream. Her asshole was drooling spunk, and it gaped open as though hungry to be filled.

She ran her fingers over the tender, fucked-out meat of her cunt and zeroed in on her stiff throbbing clit. Pulling back the hood of her little passion button, she brought out the red bean of her clit. At the same time, she used her other hand to play with her titiflesh.

"What a hot slut!" one of them grunted. "She can't get enough!"

She ignored them and pushed three fingers into her slippery pussy, churning them around to stretch her cunt-mouth. She began finger-fucking her cunt, her thumb strumming her clit. She fondled her tits with one hand, pulling on her stiff pink nipples and flicking the puckered tips back and forth.

One of the boys moved in behind her now, and she shuddered as he ran his hands over her ass. She shoved her ass back to encourage him.

He pushed her over on her knees with her head down on the grimy mattress. The mattress smelled of old piss and sweat and jism, but she didn't mind. The smell turned her on. She felt like an animal anyway, her fingers in her cunt and her ass in the air. Guttural sounds came out of her throat, and her legs were spread wide.

One of them played with her asscheeks, pulling them apart and tickling her grommet. She moaned and gyrated her hips back at him. Cuntjuice gushed out of her cunthole and wet the mattress.

Her knees trembled and her body quaked as she pumped her fingers in and out of her cunt.

Someone pushed a finger inside her shitter, and a moment later she felt a cockhead pushing against her asshole. The prick stretched the ring of muscle, and before she knew it the cockhead popped inside her bung.

She continued to shove her fingers in and out of her cunthole, wriggling them around and feeling the cock plugging her asshole. The one fucking her ass began pumping faster now, crying out that he was blasting his load. His prick plunged in and out of her shitter with pile-driving strokes. His hands clutched her hips and his balls slapped wetly against her cunt.

She came with him, sobbing with each thrust of his prick. She babbled like a crazy woman, saliva drooling down her chin. Before she had a chance to catch her breath, the third boy was behind her.

Her asshole was slippery with two loads of jism now, and the boy got his cock inside without any trouble. The minute she felt his cock in her shit-tube she began spasming in another orgasm.

She cried out while the boy grunted and groaned, his cock slapping easily in and out of her butt-hole. His balls swinging against her hairy cunt, he came fast, dumping another load into her come-filled asshole.

She lay back exhausted. The three boys knelt around her on the dirty mattress and began jerking off. Before long, they were shooting their loads, splattering her body with their thick hot jism.

One of them sadistically shoved his spurting cock into her mouth, and she almost choked swallowing down his slimy load.

"Suck it!" he hissed. "Suck every drop!" When he was through with her, they made her get them all hard again and they each took a turn fucking her ass and cunt and mouth. They made her do a lewd dance around the room, and at the end Rocky pissed on her face.

"Ain't a damn thing you can do about it either, Teach!" he snorted. "Who you gonna tell?"

CHAPTER NINE

The afternoon with the three young ruffians had left Gloria shaken. Arthur Bolton notictd that something was wrong, and he tried to get her to tell him about it.

"If you're unhappy about something here at school, dear, I wish you'd tell me about it," he said, his fingers lightly caressing her tits.

They were in his office one lunch hour. Sometimes Gloria came here for lunch, and they fucked and ate at the same time. She had always enjoyed it in the past, but since the day with the three hoods, she'd been slightly upset. She didn't like the turn her life had taken, and she didn't know what to do about it.

Bolton's love-making was always lovely. He was unpredictable and sometimes a little kinky, but nothing she couldn't handle. Now and then he said something about getting together with his wife, but she ignored it and he didn't push it.

She loved when he fucked her in the ass. She loved when his hard cock forced its way into her tight little hole. Each time he dumped his hot load up her bowels was a thrill. Sometimes she even enjoyed the pain when he penetrated her shitter. She always climaxed several times when he fucked her ass. She wondered if she could ever get Frank to do it. Lately he wasn't even fucking her in the missionary position.

"What can I do to make you happy, my dear?" he said, sliding his hand over her asscrack. "I hate to see you less than happy."

She thought a moment and then smiled. "Fuck my ass, Arthur," she said. "That always makes me forget all my troubles."

She grinned and got up from the sofa. She slipped off her panties and held her skirt up to her waist. She was wearing a garter belt and stockings and the black lace garter belt framed her dark cunt bush in a becoming way. She smiled at the way his eyes glittered, as they raked over her cunt bush and asscheeks.

"You're delicious, Gloria," he chuckled. "Really delicious!"

"Fuck my ass, Arthur!" she purred sensuously, rubbing her hands over her cunt mound. "Please, stick it in my little asshole."

He chuckled. "How can I resist when you ask so sweetly, my dear," he murmured. "Get on the sofa and stick that gorgeous ass of yours up in the air."

She climbed onto the big leather sofa, kneeling on the edge and sticking her fleshy asschecks out. He came up behind her and spread open the big globes of her ass. Lowering his head, he pressed his face into the moist crack of her ass.

She moaned, her head down and her back arched, as he nibbled and licked and kissed her asshole. When she felt his tongue push into her shitter she shivered and writhed on the sofa.

A moment later she felt the fat knob of his cock rubbing between her asscheeks and pressing against her bung. She hardly felt it when his cock popped inside her tight hole. The work out the boys had given her had made assfucking easier, that was for sure. She wondered if she ought to thank them for that.

He pushed in, driving his thick cock into the heat of her brownie. She moaned as his prick pushed inside the hot rubbery tube of her shitter, until his wiry crotch hair pressed against her asscheeks. She purred when she felt his ball-bag tickle her cuntlips. When he was all the way in, he pulled out slowly, her ass muscles clinging to his meaty prick as he drew back for the next thrust.

Bolton held her fleshy hips and they rocked together. Gloria pressed back each time he stroked in to get his stiff prick deep inside her hot asshole.

His hands moved up to her hanging tits, and he teased and fondled her stiff pink nipples. He massaged the soft white flesh of her belly, and probed between her thighs. He found the stiff nub of her cunt and pinched and rubbed the little bean until she sobbedwith lust.

He stroked his cock smoothly in and out of her shitter, one hand stroking her belly and the other rubbing her cunt. She rode with him, rocking back and forth as he fucked her ass with powerful strokes.

She felt his thick cock throb in her ass, and knew he was close to shooting off. She began to move faster, urging him to blast off in her shitter.

His prick buried to the root inside her bung, he suddenly cried out and blasted a hot load of jism up her bowels. Wave after wave of ecstasy tore through her body as his cock erupted in her ass. Thick rubbery jets of hot lava squirted up her shit-hole as his finger rubbed her spasming clit. Her ecstasy increased until she finally fell forward shuddering with exhaustion and pleasure.

Bolton got up and put his cock back inside his fly. He straightened his tie and tucked his shirt back into his pants. He combed his hair and lit his pipe. In a moment he looked like a dignified high school principal again.

"I think it's time you met Eleanor," he said, puffing on his pipe. "You two will like each other," he smiled. "I promise you."

Gloria had expected Eleanor Bolton to be a dignified, attractive woman, maybe a little reserved. She was surprised to find the extreme opposite.

Eleanor Bolton was a sexy looking redhead with big round tits and a big round ass. She was friendly and had a terrific sense of humor. She made Gloria feel at home right away, and didn't throw her position around one bit.

She told Gloria that before her marriage she had been a hostess in a cocktail lounge, and she never forgot what it was like to be a working girl.

They were seated in the large comfortably furnished Bolton living room gossiping about prominent people in town, when Eleanor turned to Gloria and smiled.

"Arthur tells me you like to get it in the ass."

Gloria blushed and stammered. "Oh, God!" she murmured.

"Hell, honey," Eleanor said in her loud booming voice, "Don't be embarrassed in front of me. I like getting it in the ass too."

She laughed raucously, putting Gloria at ease once again. Gloria took another sip of her gin and tonic and leaned back against the sofa cushions. She shivered with anticipation, wondering what would happen next and who would start it. She didn't have long to wait.

"Okay," Arthur said. "Enough amenities. Let's get to it. Everyone put of their clothes!"

"Oh, no, honey," Eleanor Bolton said. "Not yet. I'd like to see Gloria suck your cock first. Please, babe?"

Gloria trembled. The idea of sucking Arthur's cock in front of his wife turned her on. She hadn't done anything like this since her session with Alma and Harry Lawrence, and the idea, excited her.

Arthur looked at Gloria and smiled. "Do as the lady says, Gloria. Get your sweet mouth on my cock."

Trembling, Gloria knelt down on the thick carpet between Bolton's legs. He opened his thighs wide and she unzipped his fly. She put her hand inside and pulled out his prick. It was only half-hard, so she began by licking his cockhead with light feathery strokes of her tongue.

When Arthur grunted, she wrapped her tongue around his thick shaft. His cock was getting big and stiff now, swelling up to its full size. His fleshy fuckpole rose up out of his fly now, throbbing with excitement.

She briefly licked up and down his thick cockshaft, while a groan of pleasure escaped his lips. His wife sat next to them on the sofa, her mouth open and her eyes glittering. She mewled and purred, giving Gloria instructions of what to do next.

"Take his balls out, honey," Eleanor hissed.

Gloria slipped her fingers inside Arthur's fly and scoaped out his big hairy balls. She palmed the wrinkled sac and tickled the sensitive skin under it. She gazed at his throbbing cock and licked her lips. She glanced over at Eleanor, wide-eyed and giggling next to them. She winked at the sexy redhead and parted her lips. With one movement, she captured Arthur's dripping cockhead and drew it into her wet warm mouth.

He panted as her tongue slurped down the underside of his thick cockshaft. She got comfortable on the floor and got ready for a good long suck.

Arthur's prick down her throat, Gloria looked over at Eleanor again, proud of getting his entire cock down her throat without gagging. The older women purred and reached over to run her fingertips over Gloria's wide stretched lips.

"Oh, honey, have you got a mouth for cocksucking!" Eleanor giggled. "Does it feel good, babe?" she asked Arthur, crooning with delight at the sight of her husband being sucked by the luscious brunette.

Gloria felt her pussy creaming as she began sucking Bolton's cockmeat. She tightened her lips and applied suction to his cockshaft. She played with his balls and opened her throat for his fuck-tube.

Arthur groaned, driving his fuck-chute deeper into her throat. He leaned forward and caressed her hair and neck and ears. He moved his hands down and massaged her tits through the material of her dress. In a minute her nippies were stiff and puckered and throbbing.

"Take his clothes off now!" Eleanor hissed.

Gloria pulled his shoes off, then his socks and pants and shorts. He slipped his ass forward and offered her his crotch. She took his prick back in her mouth once again and bobbed her head up and down on his throbbing fuckpole.

She sucked hungrily on his spongy cockhead. She felt wanton to be sucking him in front of his wife. She pumped her mouth up and down the full length of his cock until his cockhead jabbed at the back of her throat.

The redhead giggled and fondled Gloria's neck and hair. "Oh, lovely," she gurgled. "This is a kick!"

Gloria slid her mouth off Arthur's prick and closed her lips over his bloated cockhead. She pumped his saliva-slick cockshaft with her fingers, rubbing the thick cylinder up and down. His cock throbbed under her fingers, his pisshole oozing cock-cream.

Now Eleanor leaned down and took hold of her husband's balls. She caressed the little eggs and cooed. "They're full of jizz, honey," she purred. "I think he's ready to blast off. Suck his ass, Gloria!" the redhead hissed. "Suck his cute little shitter!"

The redhead began unbuttoning her blouse. Gloria took it as a cue and she released Arthur's cock from her mouth and began undressing, too. She watched as Eleanor peeled her blouse and skirt off, her big round tits bouncing bra-less in the air.

Gloria was fascinated by the woman's roundness. She wasn't very tall, only about five feet three inches, and everything about her was round and ripe and sexy. She had a tiny rib-cage which only emphasized her big, ripe tits with their pointed beige tips.

When Gloria was naked, Eleanor's eyes raked over the brunette's lush body, finally coming to rest on her heavy, pointed jugs.

"You've got gorgeous boobs," the redhead purred. "Arthur always did have good taste."

"Fuck the conversation," Arthur chuckled. "Gloria, get your mouth back down on my cock!"

She didn't take his cock this time, but instead sucked his balls into her hot mouth. When she released them his little nuts glistened with her saliva. With a wanton cry, she slithered her tongue underneath to his asshole.

She drilled her tongue into the puckered ring of his shitter. Arthur groaned and pulled his legs up, tilting his crotch up to give her more room. Her tongue reamed his shit-hole one last time and she pulled it out.

She clamped her mouth back down on his cock and began a slow but vigorous sucking. Eleanor came around behind her on the rug and began fingering Gloria's asscrack.

The brunette pushed her ass back at the other woman's exploring finger, urging her on. The redhead crooned and finally pushed a finger inside Gloria's bung, finger-fucking the brunette's asshole in rhythm with the movements of Gloria's mouth on Arthur's cock.

She looked up at Arthur and smiled through a mouthful of cockmeat. She felt Eleanor's hand move up to cup her tits. One after the other, the redhead rubbed and squeezed her swollen pink nipples.

Gloria sucked and licked Arthur's thrusting cock and finally pulled her mouth off his prick, playfully squeezing his bloated hairy balls.

"I don't know about you two," she giggled, "but I need fucking."

Eleanor got down on the floor and sat back, resting on her arms. "Fuck her from behind, honey," she hissed. "Take her from behind on the floor, the way I like it. Mount her like a bitch in heat."

Gloria shivered at the lust in the woman's voice. She knelt down on the rug, sweat pouring off her body and her mind in a daze. She felt Arthur position his cock at the mouth of her cunt. She moaned when he slid his prick into her fuck-tunnel and began a frenzied fuck of her pussy.

Gloria lay on the floor like a mindless animal. Arthur stroked his cock in and out of her out, his hairy balls swinging against her asscheeks. His thick cock plunging into her clutching cunt made her gasp, with pleasure. She reached around and fondled his swollen balls.

He increased the pace of his fucking, begin fling a hard, vigorous fuck, his hands clenching the cheeks of Gloria's ass and his hips pumping in a frenzy.

She held his balls and squeezed them at the end of each powerful stroke. She moved her other hand to her cunt and rubbed her clit.

Eleanor moved around behind her husband and put a hand inside his asscrack. She found his tight hairy shitter and she pushed a finger inside.

After a few strokes of the redhead's finger in his asshole, he vented a great roar and began to come. Gloria held onto his balls, rubbing her clit in a frenzy as she spasmed and came along with him. He continued pumping away like a demon until the last drop of fuck-slime exploded into her fuck-chute.

Eleanor gave them a few minutes to recover. Then she climbed over Arthur and took hold of his balls. She pressed down on the root of her husband's cock and started sucking. The only sound in the room was the slurping sound of Eleanor's mouth. Arthur mumbled words of encouragement to his wife as she sucked his gradually stiffening cockmeat.

Eleanor's vigorous sucking quickly got him hard again, his cock bloated and swaying. Gloria moved in now and pushed Eleanor away, closing her own fist around Arthur's cockshaft and slowly pumping it up and down.

Arthur ran his hand over Gloria's tits and down to her pussy. She opened herself to him, shivering at the way his hand moved into her wet cuntflesh.

Eleanor suddenly pushed his hand away and buried her face between Gloria's thighs. The brunette groaned and rolled over on her back, her thighs wide open and her cunt pressed against the redhead's mouth. Arthur moved aside to give them more room, his eyes bright with excitement.

Eleanor sucked ferociously at the younger woman's cunt and then pulled away and looked at her husband.

"Fuck her, honey," she hissed. "That's what she wants. She wants your prick up her snatch."

"It's your turn," Gloria protested. "Fuck her, Arthur," the brunette pleaded. "I haven't seen you fuck her yet. I'd really like that."

Arthur grinned and rolled over on top of his wife. She squealed and wrapped her legs around him to tie their bodies together. She squirmed around, searching for his cock. He gripped his cock and guided it between her wet drooping cuntlips, sliding his prick into the steaming channel of her pussy.

Gloria squatted down on the floor on all fours like an animal in heat, her eyes wide and her lips pulled back with excitement. She snaked a hand under Arthur's swinging balls and caressed them while he drove his big cylinder of meat into his wife's cunt.

The redhead ground her hips in time with her husband's rhythm. She looked at Gloria and motioned to her. Gloria moved over and dropped a big swaying tit into the redhead's mouth. Eleanor clamped her mouth down on Gloria's titiflesh, biting and licking on the juicy pink nub.

Suddenly Eleanor spit Gloria's tit out of her mouth. "Let me suck you while he fucks me," she hissed.

Gloria didn't hesitate. She squatted over the woman's head and pressed her hairy wet cunt down on the waiting mouth. The sensation of Eleanor's mouth on her swollen cunt was exquisite. She could feel every stroke of the greedy tongue and every nibble of the full red lips.

Cuntjuice streamed out of her pussy to cover the redhead's face. Gloria crouched down and ground her pussy into the older woman's mouth, smearing her syrup over Eleanor's nose and cheeks and chin.

Suddenly Eleanor moved her head and Gloria gasped when she felt the redhead's tongue on the rim of her asshole. She wailed when a moment later she felt the tongue slither inside her shitter. She spasmed in a mind-blowing orgasm and came again and again and again.

CHAPTER TEN

A week later Gloria found out about her husband Frank and Eleanor Bolton. They'd been having an affair for months, ever since the Maitlands had come to town. Of course Arthur had known all about it. She was a little surprised because Eleanor was older than Frank, and because Frank had seemed so sincerely wrapped up in his work. Then she decided she was being silly. He was just as bored with their sex life as she and just didn't know what to do about it. In any case, she'd been fucking Arthur Bolton for months, along with half the student body at the high school, and she couldn't very well be angry at Frank for doing the same thing with Arthur's sexy wife.

She decided she might benefit from his affair with the redhead. Eleanor had certainly taught him a lot, and Gloria couldn't wait to see what he had learned from the sexy woman.

"Frank is a lusty fucker," Eleanor laughed. "Now that everyone knows that everyone's been fooling around, it's time the four of us got together, don't you think?"

Gloria smiled and agreed. She and Frank were at the Bolton's for dinner, and she'd been expecting a quiet evening with her boss and his wife. Instead, it looked like there would be an orgy going on any time now. She turned to Frank and blushed.

"Forget it, honey," he said. "Neither of us is angels."

Eleanor giggled. "Let's all get undressed and you two guys can give Gloria a work-over."

A shiver of lust, ran through the brunette's body, as she peeled her clothes off and watched the others strip. It was a strange feelling, seeing Frank naked with Arthur right beside him.

She gazed at the two cocks, at the rise and swell of the cockshaft and their jism-filled balls. She hadn't seen so much male-meat at once since the afternoon with the three hoods, and she shuddered with excitement.

She imagined Frank's cock in her mouth and Arthur's cock in her cunt. Maybe one of them would fuck her ass while the other reamed her pussy. The thought of being jammed with cockmeat made her quiver with anticipation.

Eleanor took charge. "You plug her ass, dear," she said to Arthur.

Gloria didn't care who put what where. The two men didn't seem to care either. Frank said he wanted to see Gloria's asshole stretched by Arthur's prick sometime before the night was over.

Gloria ran her fingers over Arthur's stiff fuck-tube. Her asshole twitched with excitement and her cunt creamed juice. Arthur's slick cock stood at attention. Gloria jiggled his hairy balls and moved a fingertip underneath to tickle his shifter.

The brunette shuddered when she looked over and saw that Eleanor had Frank's cock in her mouth. She found the sight of the older woman sucking her husband's prick incredibly erotic. She watched the stretched ring of the redhead's lips move up and down on Frank's hard column of meat. Eleanor sucked him gluttonously, saliva drooling out of the corners of her mouth. The redhead's hands fondled Frank's balls and she used her thumb to tickle his asshole.

Gloria had a pang of regret. She and Frank had hardly ever played with each other's assholes. It was as much her fault as Frank's. She had always discouraged assfucking. She realized she knew more about Arthur Bolton's asshole than she knew about her own husband's! Well, that would all change. She and Frank would have a whole new beginning and everything would turn out fine.

Eleanor suggested they stay in the living room and fuck on the floor.

"Beds are so conventional," she said. "We can be so much freer on the floor, don't you think?"

Gloria was so turned on she didn't care if they fucked in the bedroom or living room or basement. Her eyes glittered as she watched Frank lie down on the thick carpeting with his cock standing up like a salami. She couldn't resist climbing over him and squatting down to position her cunt over his cock.

She grabbed his cockshaft in her fist and put his throbbing cockhead into the mouth of her cunthole. He grunted as the heat of her wet muff settled down around his rigid fuck-tube.

Gloria sat down and swallowed up his throbbing prick with her steaming cunt. She purred and mewled when he moved his hands up and grabbed her bouncing tits. He fondled and pinched her titiflesh, pulling her puckered pink nipples and getting them harder and longer.

Suddenly she felt fingers on her ass, and when she turned around she saw it was Eleanor. The older woman caressed Gloria's asscheeks and then moved her hand down to touch the junction of cock and cunt.

The redhead pinched Gloria's cuntlips and then moved her fingers up to the younger woman's puckered asshole. Gloria gasped when Eleanor's finger drilled inside her tight little brownie. When she felt a second finger squeeze inside her grommet, she cried out with lust and squirmed her hips.

With two fingers in her asshole, and Frank's prick stuffed up her cunt, she moaned softly with ecstasy. She felt like a skewered slab of meat, and the feeling was wonderful.

Now Arthur came up behind her and stared down at her puckered brown asshole. He crouched down and positioned his cockhead on the ring of the brunette's shitter, and then pushed in.

Gloria grunted and groaned. The double impalement by thick male-meat produced incredible sensations in her crotch. Arthur began pumping his cock in and out of her butt-hole. Each time he pushed forward to fill her bung with cock-meat, he shoved her cunthole tighter round Frank's pulsating cockpole.

Frank clamped his hands over Gloria's heaving jugs, and caressed her bouncing titiflesh. Eleanor had been squeezing Arthur's balls and tickling his asshole with her tongue. Now she came around and faced Gloria. The two women smiled, the smile of soul-mates.

Arthur grunted, clutching Gloria's fleshy asscheeks with his fingers.

"I'm coming!" he bellowed.

The first blast of fuck-cream into Gloria's shit-tube set off her own orgasm. As her cunt convulsed around Frank's cock he exploded in a mind-blowing climax too. Eleanor climbed over Gloria's face and offered her wet hairy cunt to the brunette's mouth. Gloria gobbled up the redhead's pussy-meat and spasmed in another orgasm.

If Gloria thought she and Frank's marital problems were over, she was wrong. If anything, things were worse. They were awkward and more distant than ever. They fucked less than usual, and Gloria felt nervous and depressed.

She decided that what they needed was to get away for a long weekend. A second honeymoon. Frank was unenthusiastic, but agreed to go. The following Friday they packed their bags and flew to San Diego. Gloria was excited about the trip. She had a real good feeling that things would work out after all. She was horny as hell and she'd noticed a decided bulge in Frank's crotch. He couldn't hide it if he tried.

After they'd checked in, they unpacked and Gloria began stripping her clothes off. Frank watched as she pulled her sweater over her head and revealed her big, white, pointed tits.

She wondered if he missed Eleanor. He had assured her that he wasn't in love with the sexy redhead, that Gloria was the only woman he had ever loved.

He gazed at Gloria's thick dark cunt bush and her fleshy hips. She could tell he was getting excited. His eyes glittered and the bulge in his fly throbbed.

Naked now, Gloria sat down on the edge of the bed and pried open her cuntlips to show him her clit. His cock twitched as he watched his wife play with her pussy. He began stripping off his clothes now, his eyes fixed on her heaving jugs and stiff clit.

Her hand was buried in her crotch, her legs spread wide and her hand rubbing her cunt meat. She wantonly pushed a finger inside her brimming cunthole and stroked her hole, rocking her ass back and forth.

She'd never masturbated in front of Frank, and the sight of his wife playing with her cunt drove him wild with lust. Gloria saw the look in his eyes and flushed with pleasure.

His clothes were off now, his hard prick pulsating and dripping cock-cream as he stood there and watched his wife finger her split beaver. She giggled.

"Jerk off for me," she purred.

"What?"

"Don't come, but jerk off for me. Play with your prick. I love it. It turns me on."

He blushed, but the lust in her eyes was irresistible. He fisted his cockshaft and began to slowly pump his meat. Gloria gurgled and cooed as husband and wife masturbated together, their cheeks flushed and their breath rasping with excitement.

"Suck my cunt," she purred.

Again, he couldn't resist. He groaned and crouched down between her thighs. She laughed happily and opened her legs to his mouth. He clamped his mouth over her red passion button. She gyrated her ass to move her cunt against his face. She bucked her ass and wiggled her hips, as he slurped his tongue and lips over her oozing cunt.

He sucked up her pussyjuice and swallowed it down as though it were his favorite dessert. God bless Eleanor, Gloria thought. Frank had never sucked her like this before. Not even on their honeymoon.

He finally pulled his mouth away. He climbed over her body and straddled her tits. His ass rested on her ribcage and his hairy bloated balls caressed her tits.

Gloria looked at her husband's cock, long and thick and juicy, standing tall and throbbing before her eyes. It was the best and most beautiful prick she'd ever seen. She loved him and she loved his cock. She caressed his thick cockshaft with her fingertips and purred at the thick juice bubbling out of his pisshole. She cupped his balls and used her other hand to bring his cockhead to her lips.

Frank groaned and shifted up as she began lightly licking his big plum. She darted her slick hot tongue over his knob. She pumped his cockshaft and opened her mouth to take his purplish cockhead into her mouth. In a moment the throbbing hunk of meat slid into the wet cave of her mouth.

She used her mouth like a little cunt. She sucked his cock into her mouth, tightening her lips around his fuckpole and taking his long rod down her throat. He grunted when his cockhead hit the back of her throat. She'd never sucked him like this before. She'd learned a lot over the past few months. Eleanor wasn't the only teacher. Then she giggled to herself. Eleanor wasn't even a teacher. She, Gloria was the teacher. But it didn't appear that Frank had much to learn from her.

He drove his cockhead against the roof of her mouth and back to the dark tight tunnel of her throat. She curled her tongue around his thickroot and squeezed. She stuck her tongue tip into his little slit, and nibbled on his quivering cockhead.

She felt her cunt gushing cuntjuice as she began to suck his cock. She pulled his cockhead far back into her throat, gently scraping her teeth over it on the outstrock. When he pulled out, she licked and nipped, and then once again sucked him into the hot cavern of her throat.

She stuffed her mouth with his fuckmeat, cupping his nuts and fondling the root of his thrusting prickshaft. Then she reached around and cupped the cheeks of his muscular ass with both hands, pulling him deeper into her mouth. He cried out, lunging forward and driving his cock further into her throat.

Her pussy throbbed with need and she finally pulled her mouth off his cock and begged him to fuck her.

"Fuck me, honey!" she hissed. "I love you!"

"I love you, too," he said softly, kissing her lovingly. "Get on your hands and knees, baby," he said. "I'm gonna fuck you from behind."

Gloria was ecstatic. She scrambled around to the edge of the bed and stuck her ass up in the air. She rested her head on her arms and looked back at Frank.

He put his hands on her asscheeks. "You've got the greatest ass in town, baby," he said.

Her heart pounded as he moved around behind her. He fisted his cock, his cockhead bloated and leaking cockjuice. His lovely ballsac slapped her ass as he moved up against her. In a moment his cockhead pushed against the crack of her ass, and slid down to her cuntlips.

She wiggled her ass lasciviously, her eyes glittering as she watched him prepare to fuck her cunt. When he found the mouth of her pussy, his fat spongy cockhead pushed slowly inside her spasming cunt.

She cried out, pushing her ass back at his thrusting prick. Was there anything more wonderful than a fat cockhead pushing into her tight cunt from behind? She decided it was the best feeling in the world, especially when it was Frank's cock.

He shoved forward, the knob of his cock forcing its way past the hairy clutching lips of her cunt. She quivered and clawed at the sheets. She could feel the friction of his cockshaft on her clit as he drove all the way up inside her cunt-channel.

Then he gave one final lunge and sent the head of his cock all the way home. He gasped when his knob was lodged all the way up her fuck-tube.

Gloria mewled and moaned as his prick rested inside her body. His balls slapped her ass and his prick stuffed her cunt. She decided that this was why she'd been born.

She moved a hand down to her clit and began rubbing the little bean. She wiggled her ass and mashed her tits against the bed. She cried out for him to fuck her harder, and he responded by forcefully thrusting his cock in and out of her clutching pussy.

His cock made squishing sucking noises as it rammed in and out of her cunt. She clawed the blanket and rolled her ass, shoving back against his hammering strokes.

She wanted him deep in her cunt. His cockhead pounded her insides, and she wanted more. She wanted his fuck-meat reaming her fuck-channel with bone-rattling thrusts. She cried out for him to fuck her harder, and again he responded by making her teeth rattle.

"I'm gonna fuck your ass, baby!" he hissed through clenched teeth. "Would you iike that?"

"Oh, God, yes!" she wailed, as he pulled his rigid prick out of her cunt. "Oh, Frank, fuck my ass, honey! Fuck my ass!"

He sat down on the edge of the bed and told her to pull her asscheeks open. She groaned and did as he asked. She had a feeling he'd learned this from Eleanor, but she didn't dare ask. The redhead had probably told him women like to be teased and tantalized. Gloria moved her hands over the fleshy mounds of her asscheeks, pulling them open to lewdly show Frank her tight winking shitter.

She kept her eyes on Frank as he fondled his cock, slowly pumping his rock-hard cockshaft as he stared into his wife's bunghole.

"Make yourself come," he said.

"Oh, Frank, fuck me!" she cried.

"First make yourself come. Come on, I want to see you jerk off."

She sighed. She knew she better do it. Frank had always been stubborn and he wouldn't take no for an answer. She began rubbing her cuntflesh, with round circular motions of her open palm. She was so turned on it didn't take long for her to build up to the tension she needed to climax. She quickly spasmed against her hand, her tits jiggling and her hips gyrating, her hair flying wildly over her face.

"Now, fuck me!" she yelled. "I need cock! Please, Frank. Give me your cock!"

He came up behind her now, chuckling. "You still need the old man, don't you, baby?"

His cockshaft in one hand, he put his other hand on her ass and rubbed his thumb over the little brown ring of her twitching asshole. He positioned his cockhead on the rim of her wrinkled grommet and paused, slowly pushing forward. He grunted, but his juicy cockhead popped inside her shitter with no trouble at all.

She gasped and quaked as his long thick cockshaft pushed deeper into the hot grip of her shit-tube. After a few strokes he grunted and stiffened.

"I'm gonna come, baby," he hissed. "I'm gonna blast off!"

"Yes! Yes!" she cried. "Come!"

And he did.

Content

Donna Allen
After class with teacher

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN