"Paul, sit here. How on earth can I teach you French if you are clear at the other end?" she laughed.
Suddenly her heart began to pound unsteadily as she thought of a wild scheme! Yes, she definitely would have to make the first move. Paul wasn't about to do anything, and she wasn't even certain if he was interested or not.
She got up from the couch, calling over her shoulder to Paul, "Would you like a Coke?" He nodded in the affirmative, and she took a Coke and some ice out of the refrigerator. Her hand was trembling as she poured the Coke into a tall glass. Walking on unsteady legs, she went directly to the couch and handed Paul the glass. As he reached for the glass, she let go. Coke, glass and ice fell into the crotch of the startled Paul! It was no accident, of course, and Brenda had planned her next move.
"Stay there, Paul." She hurried to the small kitchen and quickly grabbed a dish towel that was hanging there. Her nerves were shaky as she quickly opened the refrigerator, grabbed a half-filled bottle of liquor and swallowed a large mouthful. Her knees went weak and she was thinking lewd thoughts as she hurried toward the couch with towel in hand.
For a brief moment she was ready to call her whole scheme off, but the thought of Paul's prick made her put her better judgment aside.
She leaned down toward Paul, and her hair brushed his face and he flinched. Her breasts were at his eye level and he didn't know which way to turn to avoid looking at them. Her blouse had been unbuttoned and he could see the outline of her bra as she leaned forward and began to wipe the ice and Coke from the couch. He tried to move out of her way, but she told him to stay where he was, that she could pick up the ice okay. He squirmed uncomfortably as she began to mop up the liquid that had spilled between his legs.
"There, we almost have it all now," she murmured as she energetically patted his damp crotch with the towel. Yes, she had finally found an excuse to touch his firm body. She breathed more heavily now as she moved closer to Paul and she swayed, momentarily losing her balance as she caught the boys scent of soap and perspiration. Her senses reeled! Yes, it was not her imagination. She had felt the movement of his prick as she patted his jeans dry. She patted furiously now. She had awakened his lustful desire, and Brenda was not about to back out now!
Keep on patting him, she thought furiously. He'll get the idea soon! Don't stop now, Brenda. Don't you want to feel that soft, stiff prick in you? Don't you want to feel its smoothness in your mouth?
Paul looked up at her, his eyes wide with wonder. "M-Miss Andrews?" he stammered, and she promptly sat down next to him on the couch and leaned unsteadily toward him.
"M-Miss Andrews," he stuttered, "a-are you okay?"
She didn't answer him, abut leaned closer to him and saw the astonishment in his face as she began to kiss him savagely. She forced his mouth open with her hungry lips as she frantically shoved her stiffened tongue into his mouth.
For a brief second, Paul hesitated. He weakly pushed her away, but stopped as he felt her hot tongue probing deeper and her frantic hands caressing his chest.
There was no turning back now. It was obvious what she wanted from his body. He sighed with passion and relaxed as he let Brenda take the initiative.
Sex with a woman was completely new to Paul. Oh, sure, he had jerked off numerous times with the other boys at school and he had read some books and looked at some of the magazines that were available at the local newsstand, but he had never fucked a female.
Brenda was frantically kissing him, and he fell back on the couch as she grabbed for his cock. Her hand shook unsteadily as she unzipped his jeans. She cursed silently as the zipper stuck. The bulge was driving her mad with passion. There it was! There was that beautiful cock just beneath the material of his jeans. There it was, just waiting to be freed… waiting to be sucked and fondled and caressed!
Paul tried to pull himself to a sitting position, but Brenda pushed him down again as she continued to free his prick from the confines of his tight jeans.
There it was! She had his beautiful stiff cock out and she gasped loudly as she fell forward and sucked it hungrily into her mouth.
Paul tensed momentarily as he felt her lips engulf his rod. Afraid that she was frightening the boy, Brenda dropped his prick from her eager mouth and grasped it lovingly in her right hand. She proceeded to knead it gently, almost fearfully.
Better go easy, girl, she thought. Don't scare him now.
Paul relaxed as she fondled his cock. He decided to enjoy the thrilling sensations her hand was producing.
Sensing his delight, Brenda whispered huskily, "Do you like what I'm doing, Paul? Does it feel good?"
"Paul, I want you to feel good all over, so just lie back and relax."
"Okay, Miss Andrews."
It sounded ridiculous. Here she was with his throbbing cock grasped in her hand and he was still calling her Miss Andrews!
She rubbed harder with her hand. Paul only had a partial erection but she would soon fix that.
"Paul, honey, let's go into my room where we'll be more comfortable."
He was silent as she helped him from the couch and led him by the hand into her darkened bedroom. In the dim light she could see his cock sticking straight out from his curly crotch as he walked uneasily into her room.
She was pulling her clothes off rapidly as he stood there watching her in breathless wonder. Miss Andrews was the first adult female he had ever seen naked, and the sight was overwhelming him with new-found desire.
Brenda grabbed for his prick, and gently closed her fingers around it. It felt hot to her touch and she gasped with desire as she fingered her prize.
Paul was still standing in the middle of her bedroom, legs spread slightly. Brenda dropped to her knees and with a cry of delight sucked his cock into her eager mouth.
She was excited as she ran her tongue up and down the length of his prick. She licked excitedly as she neared his balls. Her frantic licking had brought a tremendous erection from Paul, and he almost lost his balance as she sucked and nibbled, her tongue flicking the length of the shaft once more.
"Miss…" He didn't get a chance to finish. Brenda pushed him toward the bed, and threw him savagely down onto the mattress.
He lay there on his back, his huge erection jutting toward the ceiling. Brenda continued to slide her slippery tongue the full length of his cock.
"Ohhh…" he groaned as she put her tongue tip under the foreskin and licked around the head with a frantic circular motion.
Paul trembled at she continued to mouth-fuck him. He moaned and reeled with pleasure as she continued sliding her tongue up and down his engorged prick.
The pleasure was indescribable and Paul bucked and began to move his hips in a fucking motion. He felt like he was going to explode at any second and he blushed as he wondered if Miss Andrews would be mad if he came in her mouth!
He could stand it no longer. A strange sensation was beginning to form within and he lunged upward with a quick motion.
Brenda withdrew her mouth temporarily. She did not want him to come so quickly. She wanted to prolong the fondling and the licking for as long as possible.
She pushed him back on the bed and gently kissed him on the lips. "Don't be afraid, Paul," she murmured. "I won't hurt you."
His cock was stiff with desire and it throbbed as she leaned down again. Her mouth was busy as she gently kissed and licked his cock. The salty taste of his prick was driving her wild. She took the glans gently in her puckered mouth and sucked in the whole organ ins vacuum-like motion.
Paul squirmed delightedly as she sucked his prick into her mouth. His senses were reeling as she nibbled and sucked.
"Oh… oh… oh… I can't stand it any longer!" he cried. His cock was pushing frantically in-and-out of her mouth. "Oh… I'm… I'm going to come!" he yelled.