Her squeals and moans of delight added to his feeling of manliness. Mark knew he wouldn't be a shy bookworm after tonight. He'd go after the girls, and he wouldn't lay off fill he'd gotten into their pants. With everything Miss Walker had taught him tonight, he could turn on just about any girl.
But no matter how many girls he fucked, he'd never forget this incredible experience. It was the most wonderful thing that had ever happened to him. It was like a dream, Miss Walker coming on to him, sucking his cock, letting him go down on her, and then finally taking him to her bed and fucking him. He just had to be the luckiest guy in the world.
"Oh, wow, Miss Walker," he sighed. "This is so much fun."
"It sure is, honey," she gurgled, clawing at his ass. "Fucking is the most fun thing in the world."
As she spoke she was jerking her hips faster, coaxing her horny student into even harder action. He got the hint and fucked her faster and harder. His stiff cockshaft sawed up and down over her clit, giving her a steady buzz of pleasure, and the harder he fucked her, the more intense her pleasure became. She soaked his prickmeat with hot spurts of cunt cream.
"Ooooo, yeah, Mark, fuck me good and hard," she panted. "I love it that way."
Mark was glad to hear that, because his excitement was overpowering him and he wanted to fuck her harder and harder. He groaned and went into high gear. Their bodies slapped loudly together, and the bed began to shake and creak. Miss Walker dug her nails into his jerking, knotting ass and howled with bliss.
"Oh, honey, fuck the living shit out of me!" she cried. "Yes, yes, Mark, fuck hard!"
She arched her body and rubbed her swollen clit against his pistoning prickshaft. The pleasure was steady and intense. She loved feeling his rock-hard cock cramming her cunt and reaming out her cream. She was sure now that she could never get enough fucking, no matter how long she lived.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee!" she squealed.
Mark was beyond words now. He was just panting and groaning as he fucked himself silly. He crammed his nearly-bursting cock again and again into the hot pulp of his teacher's pussy, and each hungry thrust brought him a blast of pleasure. He forgot his shyness. He forgot everything but the incredible fun he was having.
He felt Miss Walker's cunt tightening steadily around his prick. She was frantically rubbing her pussy mound against him and shoving her throbbing clit against his plowing prick. Her cunt cream was thick and boiling around his cockmeat. The pretty spinster was right on the verge of coming, and so was he.
"Mark, honey," she sobbed, "I'm gonna come so good. Fuck me just as hard as you can, baby, get me off."
Mark gave a lusty growl and really pounded it to her, making her tall, big-titted body shudder with the impact. She didn't complain. She seemed to love it, moaning with delight and fucking right back at him. She clutched his ass hard and pulled his cock deeper and deeper into her searing-hot pussy.
"Oooo, shit, oooh, I'm almost there," she gurgled.
Mark was already there. The excitement of fucking the howling hot-cunted teacher was too much for him. He felt his balls exploding and molten jizz spurting from his cock. He fucked into her with lightning speed as he discharged his boiling come-load into her cunt.
"Take it, teacher, aaaggghhhh!" he yelled. The sizzling flood of his come triggered Jean's climax. "Ohhhhh, yeah, cream me, honey, whaaahhhh!" she wailed.
Blissfully, she rode out the body-rocking climax, Mark's convulsing boner cramming her cunt and filling her to overflowing with molten come-juice. She felt his steaming jism gushing from her pussy and dribbling down her ass crack to puddle on the bed. She loved taking his come load, and she shivered with satisfaction.
"Excellent, Mark," she breathed. "You'll have lots of friends now. You just had to learn how to be popular with girls, and now you know."
"Thanks to you, Miss Walker," he said adoringly. "I'll never forget this."
"And don't forget to keep your grades up, too," Jean teased, "not just your cock."
CHAPTER FOUR
The next day, Jean was ready to choose a fresh lover from her sixth-period class, but she found the decision difficult. There were so many attractive boys, and she wanted to fuck with them all. Finally she settled on Eddie Creager, a short but husky member of the football team.
Eddie was no more attractive than the other boys, but Jean chose him because he had a big mouth. About halfway through the class, he started whispering to his girlfriend, Kendra Morgan, and Jean had to scold him. It seemed like the perfect opportunity to order him over to her house.
"Eddie," she said sternly, "you know I don't permit talking in class."
"Oh, I wasn't talking, Miss Walker," he said with a big grin. "I was whispering."
"All right, Eddie," Jean sighed. "Since you insist on being a comedian, you can come over to my apartment this evening and amuse me. We'll do a little evaluation of your work while we're at it. Be there at seven."
Eddie's face fell. He did no more talking or whispering for the rest of the class. When the bell rang, he and Kendra stayed to see Jean alone. Kendra was a petite brunette, cute in an elfin way, who held on to Eddie's arm and stuck like glue. She looked defiantly at Jean as Eddie spoke.
"Miss Walker," he said, "I'm really sorry about today. I shouldn't have talked in class, and I shouldn't have mouthed off. I promise it won't happen again. But please don't make me come for evaluation tonight. I've got football practice, and I don't wanta miss it."
"That's just too bad, Eddie," Jean said. "You should have thought of that before shooting your mouth off. I'll see you at seven."
Eddie didn't say anything more, knowing he'd lost. But as they stepped into the hell. Kendra muttered: "Bitch."
Jean heard her and reddened with annoyance. Then die told herself she really ought to be more charitable toward the girl. After all, in a few hours she'd be fucking Kendra's boyfriend. Humming to herself, she gathered up her things and drove home to her apartment…
She just had time for dinners a shower, and a little paper grading before Eddie arrived.
He was still looking gloomy. Jean felt a little sorry for him, knowing how he hated to miss football practice, but she couldn't let him go. She had no other lover available for the evening, and her lust desperately needed satisfaction. As she ushered the boy into her apartment, her pussy was on fire.
"Please sit down, Eddie," she said, taking a seat beside him on the couch. "Just let me review your grades so far."
"You don't have to look at your notes, Miss Walker," he sighed. "My grades aren't too hot. I guess maybe I'm spending too much time on football."
"Or on making out," Jean suggested with a sly grin.
Eddie blushed hotly. "How'd you know that Kendra and I are…?" He broke off, blushing even harder.
"Fucking?" Jean said calmly. "It's obvious, Eddie. You two are like Siamese twins. You're never apart, and you can't keep your hands off each other. I imagine you get it on all the time."
"Oh, yeah," Eddie said with a blissful sigh, "every chance we get."
"Even when you should be doing your homework?" Jean asked with a smile.
While she was quizzing Eddie and getting his mind on sex, Kendra was waiting outside the apartment building, stewing. She felt very possessive of her boyfriend, and she didn't like him being alone with another female, even if that female was a teacher and much older. After all, Miss Walker was a very beautiful woman, and every guy in class had the hots for her.
Finally Kendra couldn't stand the waiting and the suspense any longer. She knew Miss Walker's apartment was on the third floor, so she went up the fire escape and peered into the bedroom window. There was nobody in there, but when she tried the window, she was able to open it. Silently, she let herself into the apartment.