What had started as an experiment in education had turned to something she had hoped for but never expected to exist with the sensuality and force with which it existed now. Every time she closed her eyes, she totally forgot that Billy was only eight-years-old. It was as though she was being fucked with the longest, hardest cock in the entire world… this beautiful boy… this sweet, darling, beautiful boy…!
She was only vaguely aware that his hands were running over her, like licking flames around a hearth-log. His lips were on hers, no longer as clumsily as before, and his tongue was probing her mouth in a wanton imitation of the fucking below. Now, his lips were on the smooth satiny skin of her breasts, kissing… sucking… actually biting at her swollen nipples until tiny droplets of sweat coated the luscious mounds. It was heavenly… delightful… and even more pleasure was added to the already soaring rapture in her fire-seared cuntal passage!
Billy's hands were moving all over her, and the heated friction of his sweat-covered skin on hers produced an added heightening of sensation as he fucked into her instinctively. His boyish body strained to bury the swollen rod of his young cock up to the hairless base of his penis with every amazingly skillful plunge.
"Ooohhh… darling lover… it's good… it's so good…" Karen hissed. And then a thought occurred to her. As long as Billy was doing so well, why not teach him even more things about sexual pleasure? She tried to raise her voice against the constant piercing jabs he was making far up into her belly. She finally whispered into her ear. "Listen… lover… Billy… sweet Billy… put your finger up my ass-hole… I want you to… it feels so good when that happens…"
This was something totally unexpected for the eight-year-old boy. Could it be possible? Could she actually like having a finger up her ass? He was almost unable to think very much about it, though. The fire raging in his balls made it hard for him to concentrate, and he fell under the hypnotic tone of her voice and did what she requested. His hand reached down under her and slid between the lust-dampened cheeks of her buttocks, his tiny fingers searching through the soft flesh of her thrashing buttocks as he probed for the orifice. His middle finger suddenly found the tightly puckered little circle of her anus, moistened with the rivulet of cuntal moisture that seeped down from the warm wet slit above, where his eight-year-old penis was fucking into her in hard, long thrusts. For a moment, he hesitated, not actually wanting to push his finger into her anus. There was something about it that was different than anything he had ever heard about sex.
"Go on, Billy, darling," she encouraged. "I want to feel your finger in my ass-hole."
Gritting his teeth, Billy pushed at the incredibly tight ring of muscle, gently at first, and then a little harder, feeling it tighten and resist his entry in quivering spasms of involuntary tensing. "You're doing fine, Billy… Do it some more… push your finger all the way in…"
Another push and his middle finger was sunk to the base inside her rectal passage. His finger was not nearly as large as the others she had had enter her ass, and she found that the pain was no where near as intense. Instead, it was perfect, and his finger in her ass added to the smallness of his boyish penis, filling her lower body the way she wanted to be filled. Her thighs thrashed with more force, and she had to hold onto him to keep her actions from actually tossing his small body off of her. She thrust and ground against his cock and his finger like a wild savage now, completely lost in her lustful madness. Billy could hardly believe the wonderful sensation. He could actually feel his cock tunneling into her through the fleshy membrane that separated the two passages. And then instinct took an even greater hold of him as he somehow found the ability to fuck both is finger and cock into her with perfect rhythm… in slow steady strokes that were driving her insane with unbearable desire.
To the small boy, his cock felt as the end of a baseball bat, swollen and distended beyond anything he had ever imagined, and he liked the way her soft wet walls of pink flesh held his penis securely, the moist edges of her pussy lips sucking him deeper into the whirlpool of her passion. Every inward thrust slammed his swollen, sperm-bloated balls against the widespread crevice of her buttocks and the palm of his hand as he shoved his finger as deeply as he could into her ass. Karen was screaming now as her climax approached with alarming certainty, and her nails bit into his lithe back and left thin streaks of red across his shoulder blades as she writhed frantically beneath him. Struggling to achieve her orgasm and bring the young boy to his at the same time, Karen was trying to suck every inch of Billy's body into the ravenously hungry orifices up between her legs.
Then Billy felt something racing along the length of his cock, and he knew something was going to come out the tip buried deep into his teacher's cunt. Every time he fucked into her, he could feel a mounting pressure that ached in his balls, and he pumped faster now, every thrust taking him to the secret reaches of her churning belly, each deep fucking motion bringing another cry of delightful ecstasy to her parted lips. Her thighs were gripped around the small boy like a vise, and Billy could tell that, just as something was going to happen to him soon, something was going to happen to her as well. What it was he didn't know… but he did know that it would be good. Karen was moaning beneath him from deep in her throat each time he fucked into her pussy with his boyish cock and sawed his finger in and out of her ass.
Her knees were pressed tightly back, nearly doubling her body in half, her nakedly upturned pussy moist with the flowering juices of her desire. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted and emitting a low, inaudible cry. She choked the words finally from her throat.
"Oooohhhh… God! I'm cumming… I'm cumming…! That's the way, lover… that's wonderful, darling… I'm cumming… cumming… fuck me… fuck me hard… AAAAHHHHHH…!" Her ankles were now behind his small shoulders as she ground her buttocks hungrily upward, lifting them both bodily from the floor, her whole body writhing with unbelievable strength drawn from the fathomless well of passion the boy on top of her was tapping.
Billy heard her words, but he could not understand what she meant by them. The room suddenly echoed with a soul-rending moan that tore from Karen's lips with all the fury of her pent-up passion, and Billy was afraid that he might have done something very wrong to her. He could feel her body tense its full sweat-moistened length, arching high off the floor so that only her shoulders and heels touched the rug as she ground her body upward into his and fused them into one writhing union. Her hands locked on the clenching half-moons of his ass-cheeks, pulling him deeper into her belly as she quivered with the agony of her impending climax.
Billy was totally confused by her actions, but there was nothing he could do about them. There was something pressing against the tip of his deeply buried penis, and he couldn't stop fucking into her for all the world. If his father had come into the room at that point, he would not have been able to stop. And then…
Then he felt the current of viscous liquid race along the shaft of his cock, pause for an instant, then spurt in a hot stream into his wildly gyrating teacher's cuntal passage. Billy shuddered. Was this supposed to happen? he asked himself quickly. Apparently it was. It was not the same thing as when he took a piss. Then only a yellow, smelly liquid came out. Now, he could feel the thickness of his cum flowing into Karen Heller's body, and he knew that this was what the whole event had been leading up to. He shuddered again… and again as he emptied his balls into Karen's vagina. He thought it might go on for a long time, and he was more than willing to never let it stop.