Brenda ignored his remark and sucked hungrily – faster and faster in a frantic sucking motion as she inhaled all of his cock. Her free hand found his balls and she kneaded them with a soft touch.
Paul was weak with passion. "Miss… Miss… I have to come!" he squealed.
Brenda lifted her busy mouth from his crotch and breathlessly panted, "Oh, Paul… came… I want you to come. I want to taste your juice in my mouth. I want to lap it all up. I want you to come and come and…"
"AHHHHH!" he yelled. "Miss… oh… yes… I feel it… I'm commming…"
She felt his stiff rod shove against the roof of her mouth and then she felt the first spurt of his hot juices as he exploded savagely inside her mouth. The bucking and the spurting seemed to go on and on and with each new thrust he cried aloud and sobbed with joy as his squirting jism left his prick.
Finally, it was over and he fell back on the bed, eyes closed, gasping for breath.
He felt her pull her mouth away from his crotch as she released his limp cock.
Several minutes went by. Not a word had been spoken. Miss Andrews was lying alongside Paul, her right hand resting on his limp, wet cock.
"Wow, you must really know how to fuck," she said.
Surprised, he opened his eyes and looked at her. "Miss Andrews, I… I think I had better be going back to my room now."
"Paul, don't you want to fuck me?"
"I… I guess so," he stammered.
"Paul, I want you to screw me. I know you had a good time just now, but I want you."
"Look, Paul," and she pulled herself to a squatting position. "Look at my cunt, Paul. It's dripping from excitement. Put your prick in me, Paul."
Embarrassed, Paul looked away. Her hairy snatch was right there for the taking, but he was afraid to do what she wanted him to.
"Paul, don't be afraid, honey," she managed to say. She was fondling his prick and balls and her soft touch was beginning to excite Paul again.
He looked at her more carefully. Nice big tits and a hairy cunt that was exciting him.
She reached over and took his hand. Without a word she inserted two of his fingers in her wet cunt. He pulled away.
"Go ahead, Paul, don't be afraid. Shove your fingers into my cunt. Mmmmmm, that feels good."
He patted the furry patch of hair, wet with her juices, and poked a finger exploringly into her slit. Her cunt was wet with desire and she gasped with pleasure as he gently rubbed the inner lips. She trembled as he touched her. Braver now, he pushed two fingers up her hot canal and began to get excited himself as he felt her muscles contract.
Picking up the rhythm, he was frantically pushing two fingers in and out of her cunt and she moaned and gasped with each upward thrust he made. Her juices were miming down his fingers and out onto his wrist as she bucked her hips and rolled to and fro.
"Oh… sooo… good! I want your prick, Paul. I want you to fuck me like I've never been fucked before… now."
He pulled his hand out of her cunt and she spread her legs obscenely as she cried, "Now, Paul… take your prick and ram it in me!"
Paul couldn't believe what happened next. He was on his knees. His cock was straight out and he almost threw himself on top of Brenda in a clumsy effort to enter her. His eyes bulged with wonder as he looked at her big tits staring him in the eyes and her moist cunt waiting invitingly for his prick to enter. He drew back momentarily. Gee, maybe I should play with her tits for a while, he thought.
His hands roughly squeezed the erect nipples and Brenda squealed as he fondled her.
"Suck my nipples, Paul," she whispered, and he bent over and licked her nipples with his tongue. Brenda moaned with lust. She grabbed him around the neck and as she pulled closer to him he did as she had asked. He took the hard nipple into his mouth and began to suck on it like a baby.
"Paul, stick it in, now!" she gasped. He hesitated briefly. "Paul… Paul… please fuck me now!" she begged.
Paul didn't need to be asked a third time. His cock was ready and he shook with eagerness as he aimed it toward her gaping cunt.
Brenda's legs were wide and her wet cunt was in full view. "Do it to me, Paul. Take your prick in your hand and push it into me. My God, Paul, don't you know how to fuck a woman?"
Frantic with desire, Brenda grasped his prick firmly in her right hand and guided it into the right place. As it entered her slippery cunt she moaned with passion.
Paul momentarily pulled back when he felt the wet, throbbing meat of her cunt, but as Brenda murmured to him, "Paul… shove it in and out," he frantically began to fuck her.
"Ooh… ooh… that feels so good," he moaned.
Wild with passion, Brenda clung to Paul. Her long fingernails dug into his back and her slim legs encircled his waist as she frantically lifted her hips toward him.
"Deeper… deeper!" she screamed, and bucked wildly as she tried to maintain contact with Paul's cock. "Oh… oh, so good to have a man's cock in me again! Paul, dear, please keep fucking me!"
Her cunt tightened around his shaft and he could feel her trembling with passion. The same strange sensations were being felt by Paul, and he began to worry that he would come before long.
Her writhing, body was bucking furiously beneath him. The two bodies were locked together as one as he fucked into her deeper and deeper and she moaned louder and louder with each new thrust.
"Paul… fuck me, fuck me… keep fucking me! Ram it all the way… oh, Paul…"
Paul didn't argue with her. He was having the time of his life. Here he was in Miss Andrews' room, lying on her bed and fucking her for all he was worth and the bitch was yelling for more!
Happy to comply, he was bouncing joyously as he rammed his cock deeper and deeper into his partner's cunt.
He pulled up on both elbows and looked down at his hard cock. He watched fascinated as he pushed it in and out of Miss Andrews' eager cunt!
The tempo of their fucking picked up as he shoved deeper and deeper into her. Every thrust of his cock brought a new cry of delight from Brenda, and again he pulled up so that he could see his hard cock slipping in and out of Brenda's slippery cunt. Her face was wild with excitement and she smiled unconsciously as he fucked harder.
Brenda had waited a long time for a fucking session such as this, and she didn't want it to end too soon. She wanted to savor every moment of passion. She didn't want to come right now, but wanted to go on and on and on with Paul ramming his beautiful prick into her hungry cunt.
Oblivious to time, Brenda's body began to shake with passion. She tightened her grasp on Paul and spread her legs widely so that he could penetrate her deeper and deeper.
"Screw, fuck me to death!" she cried. Her orgasm began and she screamed louder and louder as wave after wave of pleasure racked her body. Her cunt tightened around his cock and she felt Paul's organ throb as it began to eject its load into her cunt. Her gash was waiting as he pumped furiously into her and the pleasure was unbearable as the two exploded simultaneously.
It seemed like an eternity had passed but actually it was only minutes. Paul was still atop Brenda, his prick still nestled within her.
"Paul, Paul… I think it's time for you to go," she managed to whisper. "You had better go get dressed for dinner, or you'll be late."
Without a word, he jumped out of bed and walked into the living room to pick up his clothes where they were lying rear the couch. Now that their sex session was over, Paul was rather embarrassed to be naked in front of his teacher, and he quickly pulled his clothes on.
Brenda came out of her bedroom wearing a long robe. Even in the dim light he could see the outline of her cunt mound and the firm, taut tits as they jutted out from her body.
"Paul, I hope you will let me give you another French lesson soon," she managed to stammer.