Throwing herself down over his chest, Terri could feel his cum spurting into her as her sucking cunt climaxed all around his belching cock.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The following Saturday, Terri was in her room trying to decide what to wear over to the Warfields'.
Yesterday, her teacher had told Terri that she was having a few problems with her lessons and he suggested she come over to his house this afternoon for a little tutoring. Terri was a bit surprised by the suggestion as she always received high grades on her report cards, but she decided to take his offer.
Brushing her long red hair, the youngster was hoping that Mrs. Warfield wouldn't be home, and she could be alone with her teacher. Terri couldn't explain why, but she had a strong feeling that the man was as hot for her young body as she was for his.
The hot-cunted little redhead decided to wear one of her shortest dresses without bra or panties. She felt deliciously naughty as the cool air circulated around her pussy hairs, under the dress. Hoping that Mrs. Warfield wouldn't be home, the horny youngster hurried next door to the teacher's house.
Terri was filled with disappointment as well as shock when Brenda Warfield answered the door bell. The teen was disappointed that the woman was home, and shocked at her attire. Brenda was wearing nothing but a white bra and little filmy panties that boldly showed her thick bush of dark pussy hairs through the sheer material.
"Hello, Terri," the beautiful brunette beamed. "Come an in."
Terri couldn't believe how casual the woman acted as she boldly exposed everything she had beneath her brief attire.
"Excuse the way I'm dressed," Mrs. Warfield smiled. "I can't stand wearing a lot of stuffy clothes when I'm at home."
"I don't blame you," blushed Terri as she followed Brenda into the room.
The girl was just about to sit down when Duane Warfield entered, wearing a short robe that came to just above his knees and was tied in front with a sash. Seeing that his legs were bare except for a pair of slippers, Terri wondered if the robe was the only thing he had on. The thought of his cock dangling nakedly just under the material of his gown sent delicious little sparks flying through Terri's cute little twat.
"Hello, Terri," he smiled, his eyes hungrily taking in the broad expanse of her naked thighs beneath the short dress.
"HI, Mr. Warfield," grinned Terri, pleased at the way he was staring at her bare flesh.
"Let me go up to my room and get the books," he said, starting up the stain.
When he'd gone, Brenda sat down next to the youngster on the couch.
"Gee," smiled the woman, resting her hand lightly on Terri's exposed leg just above the knee. "Did you see the way my husband looked at you?"
"I don't know what you mean," lied the little redhead.
"You're so cute," Brenda continued. "Duane will probably have a hard time keeping his hands off of you."
"Don't be silly," blushed Terri. "I'm just his student."
"I know that, dear," Brenda smiled. "But Mr. Warfield has messed around with a lot of his students."
"Doesn't it make you mad?" asked Terri, completely baffled by the woman.
"God, no," laughed Mrs. Warfield. "I'd probably do the same thing if I were in his shoes."
When her teacher returned with the books, Brenda excused herself and left the room. She hurried to the den and slipped behind some book shelves where she could secretly watch what she and her husband hoped would be a wild scene.
"Well," smiled Duane when he'd given his wife enough time to conceal herself. "Shall we go into the den and study?"
Walking down the hall, Terri realized that Mrs. Warfield had actually told her she had no objections if her husband banged the girl. Completely confused with what was happening, Terri followed her handsome teacher into the den.
"Now let's look at page sixty-three," he smiled, sitting dawn next to Terri on the wide sofa.
As he leafed through the book, the youngster could feel the heat of his thigh burning through the thin material of his gown. He was pressing his leg firmly against hers.
"Here it is," he said in a businesslike voice when he found the right page.
From the pressure of his thigh against hers, Terri realized for the first time that her handsome teacher was actually going to mess around with her, and she decided that it would be fun to tease him along.
"Mr. Warfield," she whispered. "Isn't it difficult for you to concentrate on lessons right now?"
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"You've got a hard-on," she giggled, placing her hand on the big bulge in the front of his gown.
The teacher's mouth flew open in shock while his heart began pounding wildly in his chest. He'd assumed that the teen was a hot-cunted little bitch, but her bold advance had thoroughly astonished him. His breath caught in his throat, and a wild passion surged through his loins as her band tenderly glided over his lengthening shaft that was wildly throbbing under the material of his robe. He wanted to say something, but he just sat speechless as she continued fondling his quivering dick.
The handsome teacher's eyes were riveted on hers as she smiled back at him with a slow teasing grin that filled him with maddening excitement. His head was spinning with disbelief as he watched her reach down through the opening in the front of his gown and grasp his throbbing dong. As she tenderly withdrew it from the conferment of his robe, his fully erect cock leaped up in joyous freedom.
Little Terri was completely astounded by the huge size of her teacher's big swollen dick. It was much thicker and meatier than Troy's prick, and was at least three inches longer. She realized he'd have trouble getting it into her old cunt, but she was sure going to give it a try.
Unable to stand the excitement any longer, the man grabbed the teen in a tight embrace, smashing his lips down on her soft open mouth. He was beyond control as Terri continued stroking his stiff rod while he pressed her soft body against his.
Digging frantically at the soft flesh of her big upswept tits through her dress, his tongue was lewdly snaking around in the juicy hotness of her passionate mouth. He was like a madman as his hands glided over every delicious curve of the teen's squirming young body.
"Oh, Mr. Warfield," she giggled, pushing him away. "I can't breathe."
Realizing how hot the man was, little Terri had decided to tease him for a while.
"Take it easy," she whispered, pressing her finger lightly against his lips. "We can't study when you have a hard-on."
"Fuck the studies," he panted. "We can do that later."
"What do you want to do now?" she teased.
"I wanta fuck you," he panted, trying to pull the youngster back into his arms.
"Oh, Mr. Warfield," she giggled, jumping to her feet. "I think you're a naughty man."
"God, Terri," he groaned. "Stop teasing me."
"D'ya wanta see something neat?" she whispered as she stood facing him.
"What?" the man sighed, his entire body trembling with burning lust.
"This," she crooned, taking the hem of her short dress and pulling it off over her head, exposing her deliciously naked body to his eyes.
Staring crazily at her completely bare figure, he took in the creamy soft flesh of her big young tits, the youthful curve of her satiny hips and the soft bush of fiery red pubic ham between her luscious young thighs. Between the soft hairs of her pussy, he could see her juicy, coral-tinted cuntlips glistening wetly with promise.
Duane Warfield had never seen anyone more beautiful, more sensual than this little hot-cunted nymphet. Unable to speak, the sexually-depraved teacher just stared silently at the naked loveliness of his little student that he'd been lusting for since the first time he saw her masturbating on her back lawn.