Chapter 3
"Men?" Lisa said, staring at her friend. "What do you mean, Shelly?"
"I mean teachers," Shelly said with a wicked grin. "Shit, half our teachers are men."
Lisa made a face. "Oh, teachers," she said. She wasn't a very good student, and she really didn't consider teachers human.
"Hey, I'm not talking about Abernathy," Shelly said, mentioning their Latin teacher, who was about ninety years old. "I'm thinking of somebody like Mr. Miller."
Lisa sat up, and her look of disgust went away. "Oh, hey, Mr. Miller really is cute, isn't he?"
"He's a hunk," Shelly said, almost gurgling with lust. "Imagine fucking him. Wouldn't it be great?"
"It sure would," Lisa sighed. "But he'd never do it, Shelly."
"How do you know?" Shelly grinned. "Anyhow, I'm gonna find out."
"Shelly, you're insane!" Lisa cried. "You could get into big trouble."
"I don't mind taking the chance," Shelly said. "I don't wanna die of boredom before I even get to college."
Shelly carefully devised a plan, and the next day she was ready. She had the last class of the day with Mr. Miller, the gym teacher, so the timing would be perfect.
Kevin Miller really was a hunk. Six feet tall, superbly built, with a handsome face, he was easily the sexiest teacher at St. Hilda's. He was maybe in his late twenties, and Shelly knew he wasn't married. Perfect!
This afternoon he had the girls running around the track. Shelly kept glancing at her watch, and about five minutes before the end of the period, she faked a fall. She grabbed her ankle and moaned.
Mr. Miller came running over to her. "Shelly, are you okay?" he asked.
"No," she moaned. "I think I sprained my ankle or something, Mr. Miller."
He blew his whistle to get the other girls' attention.
"Shelly's hurt," he said, "so I'm dismissing you now and taking her to the nurse."
The other girls left, and Mr. Miller helped Shelly to her feet.
"Ouch!" she moaned, "I can't walk!" "Okay, I'll carry you," he said. Shelly tried not to grin as he lifted her in his powerful arms. Things were going just the way she'd planned. Mr. Miller carried her into the gym. The other girls were in the locker room changing, so he took Shelly into his office.
He sat her down in his chair. "You stay right there. I'll call the nurse."
"Wait!" Shelly gasped.
She didn't want the nurse or anybody else to come into the room, but how could she prevent it? Suddenly a wicked idea came to her.
"Don't call yet, Mr. Miller," she said. "I think I hurt myself somewhere else, too. I better, check."
She pulled off her t-shirt and quickly unfastened her bra. She did it so fast, Miller didn't have time to react. His mouth dropped open as the petite blonde teenager shed her bra. He stared helplessly at her luscious round tits.
"Oh, yeah, I think I hurt myself here," Shelly cooed. "Do you see any bruises, Mr. Miller?"
He turned red as a beet.
"Uh, I don't think so, Shelly," he said, "but maybe I'd better take a look."
He came closer and knelt before her, staring at her firm and flawless tits. He was so close, Shelly could feel his breath on her sensitive breasts. She was almost squealing with excitement.
Mr. Miller was just getting redder and redder. When he spoke, his voice was a little hoarse. "I really don't see any bruises," he said.
"Oh, but it hurts," Shelly insisted. "Here, you feel."
She grabbed his hands and set them on her naked tits. She'd never seen anybody blush harder than Mr. Miller did as she pressed his big hands around the hot silky globes. She gave his hands a couple of squeezes, and suddenly her little nipples went rigid with excitement, pressing into his palms. She let go of his hands.
"Just feel," she whimpered.
Very gingerly, Miller felt her tits. He felt them all over. It was such an exciting sensation to Shelly that she creamed right through her shorts. She wanted the handsome teacher to go on and on playing with her sensitive tits.
"How does this feel?" he asked hoarsely.
"Great," Shelly gurgled. "I mean, they're a little sore, but it feels better when you touch them."
Miller swallowed hard. Shelly's ripe young tits were swelling in his hands, growing hot and taut. Her nipples pressed into his palms, pulsating with eagerness. He cupped her tits more firmly, and she gurgled with delight.
"Yeah," she breathed, "that feels a lot better."
Suddenly he snatched his hands away, as if coming to his senses.
"Well, I better have the nurse examine you there, too," he said, moving toward the phone on his desk.
"Wait!" Shelly cried.
She sure as hell wasn't about to have the nurse come and spoil her fun. She was just getting started! She'd loved it when Mr. Miller fondled her tits, and now she wanted him to touch some even more interesting places.
"I think I hurt myself somewhere else, too," she said.
She stood up and unzipped her shorts as fast as she could. Again Miller's mouth fell open. He watched pop-eyed as Shelly dropped her shorts and skinned out of her panties. Now she stood before him stark naked.
His eyes dropped helplessly to her tiny blond bush, a perfect golden triangle of delicate curls. His gaze traveled up and down her luscious teenaged body, and once more he turned red. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out. Shelly took advantage of his confusion.
"Oh, yes," she gurgled, "I think I must have bruised myself right here."
She parted her thighs a little more and slipped a hand between her legs. She rubbed back and forth over her pussy. She wasn't surprised to find it scorching hot, swollen, and dripping wet. Mr. Miller was blushing very hard now as he watched her caressing her cunt.
"You better take a look, Mr. Miller," she said, almost panting with lust.
"Shelly," be said, "I just noticed something. Your ankle doesn't seem to be bothering you at all."
Shelly gasped. She'd really goofed. But she wasn't about to give up, not when she'd come this far. This gorgeous man was alone with her, she was naked, and she'd never get another chance like this, not at St. Hilda's.
"Right, Mr. Miller," she said, "my ankle isn't bothering me. I just made that up. Here's what's really bothering me."
She spread her thighs even wider and gave him a glimpse of the moist pink flesh between them. She rubbed her swollen hungry slit and shivered with longing. Miller could see the thick pearly juice leaking from her famished virgin cunt.
"Please, Mr. Miller," Shelly cooed, "help me out. I feel like I'm gonna go crazy if I don't make it with a guy."
Miller's eyes were locked on her stroking hand, as if he were hypnotized. But he finally managed to pull himself together.
"Shelly, absolutely not," he said firmly. "I could lose my job, and you could be expelled. Now, you get your clothes on and get out of here, young lady."
Shelly made one last, desperate try.
"Mr. Miller," she said, "if you send me away now, I'll tell everybody what I was naked in your office."
It was blackmail, but she didn't care. She walked over to the blushing teacher, grabbed his hand, and slipped it between her legs. Miller shivered when he felt the sizzling-hot juicy flesh of her cream-soaked pussy.
"Feel how hot I am?" Shelly moaned. "Come on, Mr. Miller. We're alone. Nobody'll know."
The big handsome man seemed to be shivering. Shelly clung to his hand and moved it back and forth over the slippery hot flesh of her gash. Then she happened to glance at the fly of his shorts, and she gasped. There was a great big hard bulge that hadn't been there a second ago.
"Oh, wow!" she cried. "What's that?"
With her free hand she reached for his tented fly, but he stopped her, grabbing her wrist.
"Don't, Shelly," he said hoarsely. "I might not be able to control myself. Now, I'll tell you what. I'll get you off, and that'll calm you down. But you have to promise not to tell."
"Oh, I promise, Mr. Miller!" she cried eagerly.
"Okay," he said, leading her over to a couch. "I shouldn't be doing this. I must be crazy. But maybe you'll come to your senses afterwards."
Shelly hardly listened to him, she was so excited. All she knew was that her handsome teacher was going to make love to her. She hopped onto the touch, lay on her back, and spread her legs wide.
She waited for him to take off his clothes and fuck her, but it didn't happen. She wasn't prepared for what he did next, because it was a way of love-making that she'd never heard of. He got on the couch and lay face down between her legs, his hot breath tickling her pussy.
"This should take care of you, little Miss Hot Pants," he muttered.
Shelly stared at him. What in hell was he doing? This sure wasn't fucking. Instead he slipped his hands under her ass and raised it up off the couch. With his powerful shoulders he maneuvered her legs wide apart, completely opening her hot and steamy pussy to his hungry eyes. Then he stuck out his tongue, and Shelly felt a fantastic rush of pleasure.
"Ooooo, shit, yesss!" she screeched.
It was really kinky. Mr. Miller was licking her pussy. He ran his big hot tongue up and down the cream-soaked flesh, and he lapped up all her tangy juice and gobbled it like it was candy. Shelly had never heard of anything so weird, but she loved the way it felt.
"Oh, shit, that's great!" she gurgled. "Don't Stop!"
Mr. Miller didn't say anything. He just went on lashing his greedy hot tongue up and down her slit, licking up every drop of her musky virgin cream. Shelly went limp and totally submissive. Her head lolled back, and she gurgled in ecstasy.
This was a thousand times better than playing with herself. She hadn't dreamed anything could feel this great. She wanted to wail with pleasure, but she wasn't sure the other girls had left the gym yet, and she couldn't risk being heard.
Instead she whimpered and gurgled and moaned as her handsome teacher lashed his tongue all over her supersensitive gash. She started creaming and couldn't stop. As fast as the hot tangy liquid squirted from her box, Miller lapped it up and swallowed it.
"Unnnhhhh, Mr. Miller, honey, I love it!" she moaned, "I just love it! Don't ever stop!"
Miller didn't say anything, but Shelly got the impression that he was loving it, too. She felt him drooling all over her hot pussy as he licked up her cream. He was such a straight kind of guy, but he seemed to have a secret taste for pussy-eating.
Now he was concentrating on just one spot, the tiny hooded lump of her clit. That was the sexiest-feeling place of all for Shelly. She sobbed with bliss as he whipped his tongue over the swollen throbbing button.
"Yes, ohhh, yesss!" she moaned. "Lick me there, honey! That feels fantastic!"
Miller used the stiff tip of his tongue to rim her wildly pulsating joy button, running the wet meat around and around the tender shaft. Shelly couldn't believe how great it felt. She couldn't stop her heavy hot creaming, and she knew she was drenching his face.
His tongue moved faster and faster around her clit, and she closed her eyes tight. She didn't want to think about anything but the incredible ecstasy she was feeling. She thrust her hips higher and higher, greedily rubbing her clit against his rimming tongue.
"Shit, oooh, fuck!" she moaned.
Her innocent features twisted into a lusty mask, and she bared her teeth in a horny snarl.
She began jerking her hips in a greedy fucking motion, rubbing her hugely swollen clit up and down her teacher's lashing tongue.
The pleasure was building steadily in her clit, building till she could hardly stand it. Her cream came out in heavy hot floods, soaking Miller's face and drenching her thighs. She'd never been so turned on before.
"Please, honey, make me come!!' she sobbed. "I'll go crazy if I don't come!"
Mr. Miller knew just how to do that. He caught her violently throbbing joy button between his lips and started sucking it. Shelly screamed and almost flew off the couch. She forgot about the danger of someone hearing them. She completely lost control of herself.
"Shit, yes! Suck meee!" she howled.
The room echoed with her shrill cries of ecstasy and with the obscene wet sucking noise Miller's lips were making around her juice squirting clit. Shelly felt herself rocketing toward the most powerful orgasm of her young life.
"Suck me, don't stop, I'm gonna come!" she babbled.
Miller sucked even harder and faster on her clit, and suddenly her whole body seemed. to explode. She was wracked with intense pleasure spasms, and she bucked so hard that he couldn't keep his mouth on her bursting cunt.
He rose to his knees, and Shelly had a dizzy image of him watching her as she came. His handsome face was red with lust, his nostrils flared. And there was still that big hard bulge at the fly of his shorts.
"Ooooh, God, unngghhh!" Shelly howled. "I'm coming so fuckin' good, unnnggghhh!"
She closed her eyes while her body-shaking climax spun itself out. Then she went limp and panting. She felt Mr. Miller casing himself down between her thighs again, his hot breath fanning her soaked pussy.
"One for the road," he growled.
Then Shelly sobbed in bliss as his thick wet tongue stuffed her virgin cunt. He shoved it into her hard and deep, cramming her with it, burying it clear to the root in her steaming velvet lined cunt.
Then his head started jerking as he tongue fucked her fast and hard. It felt better than the banana, a whole lot better. It felt better than any of her masturbation techniques. Though she'd just come violently, Shelly was suddenly boiling with need again.
"Do it to me! Do it to meeeee!" she wailed. Her hips were in motion again, keeping pace with his hard greedy tongue-fucking. She jerked her body up to meet each deep thrust, taking his fat hot tongue to her fiery depths. She couldn't believe how instantly turned on she was.
"Harder, honey, faster!" she screamed, clawing the couch.
He gave it to her, his head bobbing with lightning speed. Shelly closed her eyes and hurtled toward another body-blasting climax. She couldn't have prevented it even if she'd wanted to. A few more hard thrusts of his tongue, and her cunt seemed to explode into fiery pleasure.
"You did it, I'm cominggg!" she wailed. "Ohhhh, fuck, whaahhhh!"
He gripped her jerking ass tightly and went on fucking her with his big tongue till she was finished coming. Then he rose to his knees and looked at her, his face red with lust, his cock practically tearing its way out of his shorts.
"All right, Shelly," he said hoarsely, "you're taken care of. You run along now. I have to jack off-I mean, I have, work to do. And remember, you promised not to tell anybody about this."
Shelly stared at him in deep disappointment.
"But Mr. Miller!" she cried. "Aren't we going to fuck?"
CHAPTER . FOUR
"Shelly," Kevin Miller groaned, "get out of here. Just put on your clothes and leave."
No way! Shelly wasn't leaving till she got what she came for. She was just aching to know what fucking was like, and Mr. Miller was the man she wanted to find out with. She eyed the huge hard bulge at the fly of his shorts.
That had to be his cock. Lisa was right after all, it was as big as a banana, maybe even bigger. Shelly was dying to see it. Quickly she reached for his zipper, again taking him off guard.
"What the hell!" he exclaimed. "Shelly, stop that!"
Too late. The eager little blonde was already tugging his zipper down. His shorts dropped to his knees. Shelly eyed his bulging jock strap and made a grab for it, pulling it down, too. His hugely engorged cock snapped free.
"Oh, my gosh!" she breathed.
Cocks were even bigger than bananas. She could hardly wait to tell her friends. She gawked at the enormous slab of hard meat. It was a good eight inches long and thicker than her wrist.
Mr. Miller turned red and started to move away from her, but she was too quick for him. She got a firm hold on his cock and wouldn't let go. He had no choice but to go on kneeling there, red with lust and mortification. Gingerly, Shelly began running her fist up and down his big hard prick, exploring it.
"Oh, wow, it's so big!" she breathed.
"Damn it, Shelly, let go!" Miller panted. "We could both be thrown out of school for this."
"Oh, don't worry, Mr. Miller," the girl chirped. "Everybody's back at the dorms."
She was excited by his monstrous fuck tool. It was hot and hard in her fist, and it was throbbing. As she pumped it, big fat gobs of cream started oozing from his piss hole. Shelly rubbed the hot juice up and down his blue-veined shaft.
Mr. Miller was breathing hard, like he was excited, but he still had that stern look on his face. Shelly wasn't too bothered by that. He couldn't go anywhere, not as long as she kept a firm grip on his cock.
Still experimenting, she moved her hot little fist faster up and down the throbbing column of meat. Miller snorted with lust and shivered. Yes, he was getting off on it, even though he wouldn't admit it. She pumped even faster.
"Shelly, stop!" he groaned. "I may not be able to control myself!"
That sounded interesting. What would he do if he lost control? Shelly had to find out. She started pumping his prick very fast. He shivered again and gave a hoarse groan. More hot sticky cream dripped from his cock. His prick gave a lusty jerk and almost tore its way out of her fingers, so she firmed her grip on it.
"Shit," he muttered.
Mr. Miller really had to be upset; because he never swore, at least not in front of his students. He was getting redder by the second, breathing loudly and harshly, as Shelly swiftly pumped his violently pulsating cock.
"If you keep that up, I'm gonna come," he groaned.
Shelly just had to see that. She kept up her fast firm pumping, and his eyes rolled crazily. She could hardly wait to see how men got off. His cock seemed to be swelling even bigger as she pumped it, almost like it was going to burst.
"Oh, Christ," he groaned, "I can't help it!" Help what? Shelly knew so little about sex, she didn't know what was going on. The only thing she knew for sure was that her teacher was very excited by her pumping. It really turned him on to have her play with his cock.
Now he was breathing raggedly, and his hips began to pump. He sawed his steel-stiff boner in her fist. Shelly's eyes were glued to the fat purple head of his prick and the big globs of cream that dripped from it.
"Unnnhhh, Jesus! Unngghhh!" Miller suddenly yelled.
His massive cock bucked furiously in her fist, and then all of a sudden a huge jet of thick hot cream hit her in the mouth. Shelly gasped with surprise. He kept shooting the sizzling liquid against her lips.
"Ohhhh, shit, unngghhht" he groaned.
Shelly licked her lips and found that she was very aroused by the taste of his come. As fast as she could, she licked up the rest of it and gobbled it. Miller was watching her with a lust glazed expression.
"Gosh, Mt. Miller, what happened?" she asked innocently. "Is that how guys come?"
"Uh, yes, Shelly," he said hoarsely. "Didn't you know that?"
"No," she sighed, "I've never been alone with a boy before. That's why I'm here. I wanted to find out all about sex."
"Well, you're not going to find out from me," he said firmly. "That's absolutely it, Shelly. You get your ass out of here."
Shelly just laughed. She knew he couldn't go anyplace as long as she was holding onto his cock. She started pumping his meat again, and he groaned. He tried to move away, but she just tightened her grip.
"Shelly, what is it you want?" he asked in frustration.
"I wanna be fucked," she said simply. "I just have to know what it's like."
"But I can't do that, honey," he sighed.
"Why not?" Shelly said, pumping his cock faster.
"Because I'm your teacher, and I'm way too old for you," he said hoarsely. "Find a boy your own age. There's millions of them out there just dying to get laid."
"You've gotta be kidding, Mr. Miller," Shelly said. "We're not allowed to see boys. Boys aren't allowed on campus. You know the rules."
"I can't help you, Shelly," he panted.
"I got news for you, Mr. Miller," Shelly said firmly. "You're not leaving here till you fuck me."
And to show she meant business, she pumped his big hot cock with lightning speed. He started breathing again, and then something really amazing and exciting happened. His prick started growing in her fist.
Shelly gawked at it. As she pumped his meat, it swelled, pushing her fingers wider and wider apart. It grew long and stiff and hard as steel. It throbbed aggressively against her hand, bucking and twitching.
Shelly shivered with excitement. Her teacher's big cock was completely stiff again, and that meant it would go into her virgin cunt. She was ready for it, creaming uncontrollably, practically squirming with eagerness.
"Come on, Mr. Miller, honey!" she moaned. "Fuck me!"
She grabbed the astonished teacher and pulled him down on top of her. Before he could react to her sudden movement, he was sinking down between her eagerly parted thighs, and his cock was pressing against the soaked and sizzling flesh of her pussy.
"Come on, honey, please!" she whimpered, clinging to him.
"Oh, Jesus!" he groaned.
Shelly couldn't have been more eager, and she didn't try to hide her hot lust. She arched her body and pressed herself full length against Miller's hard frame. She wiggled her pouting mound against him. She rubbed the slippery hot flesh of her gash all over his swollen cock head.
"Please, Mr. Miller," she moaned, "I'll go crazy if you don't get me off. I'll never tell, I promise, but please fuck me."
Kevin Miller was about to bellow with frustration. Not for the first time, he wished he'd never taken this job with St. Hilda's School for Girls. The pay was great, much better than he could make teaching public school, but the temptations were a lot bigger, too.
Every day he was the only male among dozens of nubile sex-starved teenage girls. He watched them running around the track, playing basketball, and doing gymnastics, and all he saw was dozens of gorgeous bouncing tits, dozens of boy-crazy virgins.
He had to jack off every night as soon as he got home, and he could never help fantasizing that he was making it with one of his cute students. He'd pretend they were coming on to him, begging him to take their cherries, so hungry for sex that they couldn't keep their hands off him.
Well, now it was actually happening.
Naked, and horny out of her mind, little blonde Shelly was rubbing her soaked hot pussy frantically against his cock and whimpering for him to fuck her. He knew it was wrong. He couldn't fuck his own students. But he was only human.
"Shelly," he said hoarsely, "you have to promise, honestly, never to tell."
"I promise, I promise," she moaned.
Miller couldn't control himself a second longer. He shoved the swollen head of his cock into the tiny tight pit of her virgin cunt mouth, stretching her delicate pussy lips wide. He started pushing into her slowly but steadily.
"Oooooh!" Shelly howled.
"You wanted it, honey," he growled, "and now you're gonna get it!"
Shelly clung to him, panting as he slowly filled her untried box with his gigantic steel-hard cock. It felt like she was going to split in half, but she was determined not to chicken out. She knew she'd be kicking herself later if she passed up this chance.
Deeper and deeper went her teacher's wrist thick cock, cramming her cunt so full that she could hardly breathe. But Shelly realized it wasn't hurting her, only scaring her. She'd already taken that banana, so she knew she could take Miller's prick. She forced herself to relax.
"There," he panted at last, "you've got it all."
Shelly felt that enormous prick throbbing inside her, touching her womb and filling her cunt completely. It. really was exciting. She wriggled with lust and creamed all over his cock. He caught his breath and started fucking her in long, slow, sensuous strokes.
"Unnnhhhh!" Shelly moaned. "Oooooh!" "Does it hurt?" he asked hoarsely.
"No," she panted, "no, Mr. Miller, I like it." Miller was relieved to hear that, because no way was he going to stop now. He was into the tightest cunt he'd ever fucked. He'd just taken her cherry, and his was the first cock to ream her little pussy. It all excited the hell out of him.
Gradually he fucked her faster, bringing her along slowly and carefully. He didn't want to hurt her. Since he'd gone this far, he wanted to make her first fuck a totally great experience. Years from now he wanted her to remember her gym teacher and how he'd turned her on to sex.
His plan worked well. Shelly was able to adjust to each change in speed, her horny hips pumping to the rhythm of his sawing cock. Soon he was fucking her fast and hard, and she responded with wails of pleasure.
"Oh, yeah, Mr. Miller, I really love it!" she moaned. "Unnnhhh, yeah, it feels great!"
Miller felt her creaming like crazy all over his cock. Her petite body jerked to his rhythm. She thrust her hips up to take each deep lunge of his cock. This little girl wasn't at all shy about showing her pleasure.
She was too innocent to be inhibited.
Obviously nobody had told her a thing about sex, so she didn't have any hang ups. She just went with it, gurgling and creaming and humping, loving every second of it.
"Shit, yes, fuck meee" she squealed.
Shelly clung hard to Miller's big hairy body, clawing his shoulders, grinding her mound against his belly. She let her natural sexual instincts take over, rubbing her swollen joy button against the pistoning shaft of his cock. It all felt fantastically good.
She couldn't wait to tell her friends back in the dorm. But then she remembered her promise. She'd solemnly vowed to Mr. Miller that she'd never tell anybody about this. Was it too late to cross her fingers?
But she forgot about her friends and everything else as Miller fucked her faster and faster. She was conscious only of the mounting excitement in her crammed cunt. His stiff shaft rubbed hard over her clit, giving her hot buzzes of sensation.
"Ooooh, fuck! I love it!" she gurgled. "I just love to fuck!"
Miller was glad he'd come once already, otherwise he wouldn't have lasted this long. Shelly's tiny near-virgin cunt was incredibly tight around his meat, yet slick and juicy. Her twat was throbbing, tugging and squeezing around his prick.
That was exciting enough, but her whole body was in on the action, too. She writhed and bucked and wriggled, and she moaned and sobbed. She was creaming helplessly, soaking his meat with flood after flood of red-hot liquid.
"Faster," she panted, "harder!"
"Honey, you're sure you can take it?" he rasped.
"Oh, yes, do it to me!" Shelly wailed. "Fuck me as hard as you can!"
She was wriggling so hard, he could hardly keep his cock in her. He shoved his hands under her churning little ass and gripped it firmly. Holding her writhing body in place, he began to hammer his prick into her, not holding back any more. Shelly threw back her head and wailed.
"Ahhhh, yeah, that's it!" she screamed. "Really give it to me, Mr. Miller-yeah!"
Snorting with insane arousal, Miller fucked into her like a pile driver. Shelly wasn't scared, not any more; She knew her greedy little cunt could expand to take his massive cock, no matter how hard he fucked her. And the harder he did it to her, the more she loved it.
"Ooooh, shit! Unnnggghhh!" she wailed.
She arched her body even higher, taking his plunging prick into her molten depths. She creamed in relentless floods, soaking his meat and drenching her thighs. Closing her eyes tightly, she felt herself soaring helplessly towards orgasm.
"Fuck me, fuck meeee?" she babbled.
Their bodies slapped together loudly, and his big cock was making a lewd sucking noise as it reamed the thick hot cream from her tiny cunt. All those sounds turned Shelly on like mad. She loved his ragged lusty breathing, and she responded with squeals and moans of bliss.
"Unnnhhh, Mr. Miller! Let's never stop fucking?" she moaned.
Miller liked that idea, but it wasn't very practical. His lust was at the boiling point, his cock ready to explode. Shelly's tiny teenage cunt was vise-tight around his meat, searing hot, and nipping hungrily. He felt ready to come like a bomb.
Growling, he firmed his grip on her wriggling little ass and rocketed out of control, fucking her with all his force and speed at his command.
She wailed in ecstasy and jerked her hips to his rhythm.
"Oh, shit, yeah, I'm gonna come!" she moaned.
It happened just a second later. Shelly felt a gigantic burst of pleasure in the molten depths of her cunt, and then the blast shook her whole body. Her cunt went into spasms around Miller's cock, sucking and clamping.
"Oooo, teacher, whaahh" she screamed. "Awwww, shit, fuck, awwww!" Miller bellowed.
Shelly took her first load of come. It boiled into her womb, flooded her cunt, and gushed down her thighs. It seemed to make her own violent climax even more intense. She sobbed in ecstasy as Miller emptied his load into her.
She was still gurgling with the delicious aftershocks of her come, when Miller jumped off her, blushing hard.
"Shelly, I must have been out of my mind to do that," he said nervously. "Please, don't ever tell, or I'll lose my job."
"Okay, Mr. Miller," Shelly said calmly.
She couldn't understand what he was so uptight about. They'd just had a terrific fuck, and he ought to be feeling as good as she was. But then she'd never figured out grownups.