"Okay," he said, "our next lesson is pussy eating. On your back, teacher – legs open."
Jean blushed as she assumed the position he wanted, her legs bent and spread. She was still a little shy about showing him her pussy. He crawled between her legs and ogled the cream drenched pink pussy flesh and its pretty fringe of dark curls. She could actually feel his breath tickling and teasing the swollen cunt flesh.
"Anybody ever go down on you before, teacher?" he asked.
"No," Jean said. "You're the first guy I was ever with, Wylie, the first I ever fucked."
"No shit?" he asked.
Then he beamed with pride. It was very exciting to know that he'd been the first to awaken the beautiful spinster teacher to the fun of sex. Now he prepared to make sure that she never forgot his love-making and that she'd be coming back for more of it. He stuck out his tongue and started raking it up and down the tangy tasting line of her cunt gash.
She gasped, shuddered, and dug her nails into the bed.
"Ohhhhh, Wylie, I love that," she gurgled. "That's just heavenly, honey, don't stop."
"I figured you'd go for it, teacher," he chuckled.
"And don't worry, I won't stop till I get you off."
Jean moaned with eagerness. It seemed kind of kinky to come just from a man's lashing tongue, but she knew she could do it. It would be easy. His hot slippery tongue felt fantastically good on the supersensitive flesh of her pussy gash. She went totally limp and submissive.
"Unnnnnh, God, yesssss!" she moaned.
At first his knowing tongue was all over the place, exploring every steamy fold and cranny of her cunt slit. Then he concentrated just on the most sensitive part of all, the throbbing nub of her clit. Jean gurgled and moaned with ecstasy when he whipped the little bud with the stiff tip of his tongue.
A few times, when she was having those naughty sex dreams, the young teacher had awakened to find herself rubbing her clit and bringing herself to orgasm. So she knew just what her clit was capable of. It had only one purpose, one function, and that was to bring her to sexual release. Wylie obviously knew just how to press that button.
His thick tongue circled her violently throbbing clit, rimming and teasing. It gave her a steady buzz of hot pleasure and made her cream uncontrollably. She could feel the molten liquid overflowing her cunt and dribbling down her ass crack to puddle on the bed beneath her. No way could she stop that horny juicing.
"Unnnhhh, Wylie, I love it," she sobbed. "Lick my pussy forever, darling, don't stop."
She hardly recognized herself as this hoarse voiced slut, lying there with her legs eagerly parted, letting a teenaged boy lick her pussy. She had never done anything even remotely like this. But until yesterday, she hadn't known the ecstasy of making bye. She hadn't allowed herself to get even a hint of the delicious things a man and a woman could do for each other.
Now she was determined to learn it all in one evening, and it looked like she'd chosen the right teacher. Wylie had been around. He knew how to arouse a girl, and he knew all the ways a girl could please him. Wylie was just the guy to give the inexperienced spinster a crash course in sex.
"Am I making you good and horny, teacher?" he teased.
"My God, yes," Jean said, practically sobbing with need. "If I don't come pretty soon, I'll go crazy."
"Well, I better get you off, then," he chuckled. "Fasten your seat belt, 'cause here we go."
Jean thought he was just bragging. No man, let alone a teenaged boy, could get a woman off instantly. But then he jammed his mouth onto her throbbing, swollen clit and started to suck, and she almost flew off the bed. The pleasure was powerful, making her sob and groan. She rocketed toward the release she was craving.
"Oooooo, God, yessss, suck meeeee!" she wailed.
She was totally wanton now, clawing the bed and creaming all over Wylie's face. She kept her legs wide open, offering him her whole seething cunt gash. She screwed her eyes tightly shut and felt a violent orgasm radiating out from her exploding clit, shaking her whole body.
"Unnnnhhhh, shit! Unnnnhhh, I'm coming!" she screamed.
She was glad she'd taken an apartment with thick walls, because she couldn't stop screaming in ecstasy as the boy sucked her off. It was the mast delicious come she'd ever had, so much more powerful than the orgasms she'd had in her dreams. It was a full minute before she stopped bucking and writhing.
"Oh, Wylie!" she cried breathlessly. "That was wonderful. You're a very talented guy."
"You'd never know it from my grades," he said dryly.
"Obviously you're taking the wrong classes," Jean laughed. "You'd certainly get an A-plus in pussy-eating."
"Oh, I ain't through with you yet, teacher," he said. "Oooops, I mean I'm not through. Aw, fuck it."
He quit trying to be grammatical and just shoved his face into her pussy. Jean gripped the bedspread and braced herself for another round of pleasure. But no way could she have prepared herself for the ecstasy she felt as Wylie crammed his long stiff tongue into her seething little cunt. She sobbed and creamed a flood of molten juice all over his deep-plowing tongue.
"Oh, Wylie, yesssss," she hissed, her face twisting into a lusty mask. "Yes, stick it in me, I love it."
He slid his hands under her wriggling ass, cupped the hot little globes, and held her steady. Then he fucked her with his tongue. It was even more wildly exciting than being sucked off. Jean sobbed with bliss and soaked his face again and again with her spurting pussy cream.
"Unnnhhh, dolt to me, don't ever stop," she whimpered.
How had she gone all her adult life without this incredible pleasure? No wonder she was finding release in her sleep, playing with herself when she was unconscious. She'd been needing a man so badly but never admitting it to herself. Now she couldn't deny it any longer. She couldn't exist without a hard cock.
She couldn't exist without an expert tongue, either. After today she'd want more and more head, just as she'd crave to be fucked. Wylie fucked his stiff tongue in her greedily gripping cunt, and she sailed effortlessly toward orgasm. Arching her body upward, she took his fucking tongue as deep as she could.
"Give it to me, do it to meee," she babbled hoarsely.
Steadily she tightened her cunt around the boy's pistoning tongue, increasing the delicious hot friction. In no time at all she was hovering on the brink of climax. Her cunt cream spurted out in uncontrollable jets, soaking Wylie's face. She couldn't imagine a greater pleasure than this.
She watched his head bobbing up and down between her legs, and then her eyes rolled closed. She wasn't conscious of anything but the searing pleasure in her cunt. She felt another violent orgasm welling up from her boiling depths and quickly spreading out to shake her whole body. "You're doing it to me, Wylie," she sobbed.
"You're making me come! Oh, shit, whaahhh!" He gripped her ass tightly, holding her torso in place, and tongue-fucked her through the body-racking orgasm. It was even more powerful than the last climax she'd had. If she hadn't been hooked on sex before, she was now. She could never go back to her lonely spinster ways. She could never be a man-hater again.
"Oh, honey, that was so damned good," she gurgled as he finally drew his tongue from her steaming cunt.
Wylie grinned and wiped her pussy cream from his face. "Look what I've got for you, teacher," he said.
Jean opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was his magnificent stiff young cock. It was hugging his belly in a fierce hard-on, bulging with blue veins and drooling thick cream. Yesterday, the sight of his cock had terrified her, but today it turned her on wildly. Gurgling with eagerness, she reached out to pet and stroke the hard hot column of cock flesh.
"You want some of that, teacher?"
"Yes, honey, I sure do," Jean said hoarsely. "Then tell me exactly how you want it," he said. "I wanta hear you say it, Miss Walker."