Chapter 1
School had let out for the summer, and Miss Virgina Lewis, a thirty-five-year-old English teacher, had just packed up her personal possessions and locked her classroom behind her. As she started down the hall, she met Bob Wills, the very attractive biology teacher. When he smiled at her, Miss Lewis felt an all-too-familiar sensation. She got violently horny.
"Hello, Bob," she said weakly.
"Hi," he grinned, "I'll walk you to the parking lot."
Miss Lewis' heart pounded as they walked along together. Whenever she was around Bob Wills, she couldn't control the lusty fantasies that rushed through her mind. She wondered what he looked like naked, how big his cock was, and whether he was a good fuck. Her famished pussy began to cream, moistening the crotch of her panties. They stepped out the main door and were blasted by the hot June sun.
"My goodness, it's warm," Miss Lewis exclaimed.
"Sure is," Bob Wills replied, "hotter than an old maid's dream."
Miss Lewis blushed furiously. Bob's crude remark reminded her only too well that she was a spinster, lonely and hungry for sex. At that very moment her starved pussy was swelling and creaming, growing hot with need. Bob saw her blushing and looked apologetic.
"I'm sorry, Virginia," he said, "that was a dumb thing to say."
"It's all right," she said stiffly.
Just then Patty Brown, the new young history teacher, joined them on the steps. Miss Lewis almost groaned. Patty looked the way SHE wanted to look, tall and curvy, with ripe thrusting tits the size and shape of small watermelons. Patty was outrageously sexy in her tight clothes and short skirt. Bob's eyes swept over her hungrily.
"Finished for the day, Peggy?" he said eagerly. "Like to go some place for a drink?"
"I'd love to, Bob," Patty cooed. "So long, Virginia. Have a nice summer."
Nice summer, my ass, Miss Lewis thought miserably. She'd be spending the summer alone and horny as usual. She watched Bob slip his arm around Patty's slim waist as they walked off to the parking lot. She was sure that within hours they'd be in bed together, fucking up a storm. Gloomily Miss Lewis went to her car and drove home. She seethed with jealousy and horniness.
By the time she got home she was soaked with sweat, and she quickly stripped off all her clothes and headed for the shower. Too late she remembered that she'd forgotten to remove the full length mirror on the bathroom wall. She'd be forced to look at herself again. The contrast between her body and Patty's was pitiful.
Stepping naked into the bathroom, Miss Lewis caught sight of her reflection. She saw a tall brunette with firm creamy skin-and absolutely no sex appeal at all. Her tits were tiny and flat. Her chestnut-brown hair was pulled back in a severe bun. Her big brown eyes, her best feature, were blurred behind thick horn-rimmed glasses. No man had ever given her a second look in her whole life.
"Ugh," she snapped, "I've just got to do something about myself. I can't go on like this."
There had to be some way for her to look sexy and attract men. She was ashamed to be a thirty-five-year-old virgin. She'd never been out with a man, never even been kissed. And it seemed as if every year her lusty needs grew stronger and harder to control. Right now she was so horny, she could have screamed. She'd have to do something about that before she could think clearly.
She slid her hand down over the reddish-brown triangle of curls that covered the lower half of her belly. She had a big bush, warm and silky. Cupping the soft fur, she pressed her hand against the pouting fleshy mound beneath. Jolts of excitement raced through her swollen starved pussy. Her thwarted cunt gushed a big hot load of cream that trickled down her legs.
"Oh, God," she moaned, "I need a man so badly."
But the way she looked, she knew she could never get a man to fuck her. She'd have to take care of her raging horniness all by herself. She slid her index finger between the thick-furred lips of her bush and touched the red-hot little lump of her clit. Using her fingertip, she caressed the moist bud in a circular motion. The pleasure was instant and dizzying.
"Oooooooo," she squealed, "ummmmmm."
Swaying naked before the mirror Miss Lewis began to frig herself, a practice in which she'd become expert long ago. Masturbation was the only outlet for her horny needs, needs which were becoming more powerful every day. She held her fingertip firmly against the juicy molten lump of her clit, rubbing faster and faster. Sizzling puzzy cream gushed down her legs and puddled on the floor beneath her. Hot pleasure built in her virgin pussy till she was moaning hoarsely and steadily.
"Ohhhhhh, fuck, FUCK," she babbled, going out of her mind with lusty need, "AHHHHHHH, SO GOOD."
She actually started getting dizzy with pleasure, and she staggered into her bedroom, still feverishly frigging her clit, and flopped onto the bed. On her back, legs spread and bent, she rubbed her clit frantically with her stiffened index finger. The hot sticky juice kept pouring from her gaping cunt mouth, sizzling down the crack of her ass and puddling on the bedspread. Her belly felt ready to explode with mounting lust.
"Uhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhh!" she whined, UHHHHHHHH."
She seized her hot slippery clit between her forefinger and thumb, kneading it hard and fast. Her face flushed red with arousal, and her tongue lolled out. Her glasses were getting steamy, and she whipped them off and tossed them aside. She was panting harshly now, creaming all over her own frigging fingers as she worked herself towards an urgently needed orgasm.
"Ooooooooo, I need it so bad," she whimpered. "Yes, yes, OOOOOOOOO."
Her frantically kneading fingers made a lewd squishing noise as scalding cream flooded over her swollen pussy and soaked her clit. She whined helplessly as she frigged herself, her hips beginning to jerk now in an instinctive fucking motion. Then she felt a gigantic explosion of pleasure deep in her cunt. She screamed, and her body began to buck and convulse in climax.
"AAAAGGHHHHHH," she wailed.
She felt her hand splattered with scalding thick come, and she thanked God her house was well separated from the neighbors so they couldn't hear her piercing screeches of release as the orgasm ripped through her body. She rocked and writhed for long delicious moments before her spasms faded. Then she gave a little hoarse sob. It was just as she'd dreaded-in spite of that body-rocking climax, she was still achingly horny.
There was only one way she knew to relieve that fierce hot need, even though she was always embarrassed when she was driven to do it. She opened the drawer of her bedside table and took out her vibrator. She'd ordered the thing by mail under an assumed name, too ashamed to purchase one openly. The vibrator was eight inches long, very thick, and shaped like a real cock.
Miss Lewis switched on the vibrator and felt the warm buzzing sensations spreading through her hand. She knew very well how great those same sensations would feel deep in her famished cunt. Quickly she worked the big rounded head of the machine into the flooded hollow of her cunt mouth. She pushed the thick buzzing tube slowing up her cunt, savoring the hotly exciting feeling of penetration.
"Ahhhhh, my God, YES," she moaned.
Gradually she worked the thing into herself till at last the big humming head touched her womb and only an inch of vibrator was still outside her seething pussy. She held it there and gurgled with pleasure as the sweet buzzing went on all over her hotly gripping cunt. Her thick pussy cream gushed out in helpless floods, and she knew later she'd have to wash the bedspread-again! But she wouldn't worry about that now. All that mattered w was getting off.
"Ummmmmm, fuck me," she groaned, "fuck my pussy, YES."
Always when she used the vibrator, Miss Lewis imagined a big hairy-chested man lying on top of her and eagerly working his massive rock-hard cock in her juicy cunt. Of course she had no idea what a cock really felt like, but that didn't stop her lusty fantasies. Now she began jerking the humming vibrator up and down in her twat, hard and fast, the way she imagined a man would jerk his cock.
"AHHHHHHH, SHIT, YES," she wailed, "FUCK MEEEEEE."
Cramming the huge hard machine furiously up and down in her gushing red-hot cunt, she began moving her hips in a lusty fast fucking pattern, rubbing her greedy clit against the shaft of the vibrator. The sensations radiating from her cunt were wildly exciting, incredibly good. She was building toward climax very fast. The vibrator surged deep into her scalding pussy pulp, then out again to rake her soaked hot joy button. Would fucking feel like this? Would she ever find out?
"UHHHHHHH," she panted, "fuck it to me, UHHHHHHH."
The urgently needed explosion came again, and she felt her hand splattered with thick molten come-juice. Rocketing out of control, she let go of the deeply-lodged vibrator and threw her legs high in the air where they waved around in convulsive motions. She seemed to be coming endlessly, her whole body rocked and jolted with massive waves of pleasure.
"AAAGGGHHHH," she screeched, "I love it, don't stop, UHHHHHHH."
Her cunt was going into violent spasms, clamping and releasing the buzzing vibrator, till finally the machine was squeezed right out of her kneading twat. It rolled wet and still humming onto the bedspread, and she sighed and switched it off. She lay there catching her breath, still feeling delicious after-shocks from her mind-blasting climax. That should relieve her horniness for a few hours at least.
But no matter how good it was, with her fingers or even with the vibrator, it wasn't the real thing. She ached to know what fucking was like, how it would feel to have a man's big hot prick cramming in and out of her pussy. Damn it all, why couldn't she be beautiful and sexy, or even just passably pretty? Would she have to be a sex-starved virgin the rest of her life?
Right then and there Virginia Lewis decided that life wasn't worth living unless she could have all the pleasure and gratifications of a normal woman. There was a way she could become sexy and beautiful, a way she hadn't dared to try before. Now she was ready. And when it was done, she'd make up for all the fucking she'd never had.
Three months later she stood before a full-length mirror again, and this time she liked what she saw. Her hair was a thick glossy cloud of chestnut around her face. The ugly thick glasses were gone, replaced by contact lenses. She'd learned how to use make-up and had bought herself sexy new clothes. But of course the biggest change, and the biggest improvement, was her tits.
"Miracles of modern surgery," she chuckled.
She removed her bra and admired her luscious new tits. The heavy melon-shaped breasts stood out firm and thrusting, capped with large cone-shaped pink nipples. She had what she'd wanted all her life, dynamite tits that would make any man turn and stare. Her whole appearance was different. Virginia Lewis was outrageously beautiful.
Only she wouldn't be Virginia any more. She'd call herself Ginny, a sexy new name to go with her sexy new self. She'd found a new teaching job in an exciting big city, and she was ready to start a new life. And naturally the first item on her agenda was to lose her cherry. She shivered with lusty anticipation as she thought about it. It would happen tonight.
Ginny had no particular man in mind. She didn't even know any one in the city yet. But all she had to do was look at herself in the mirror to know she'd have no trouble getting a lover. She slipped into a skin-tight red jumpsuit, put on four-inch heels, and left her new apartment, heading for the nearest cocktail lounge. Men on the street gawked at her, did double takes, and whistled. Ginny grinned broadly at her success.
When she walked into the dim cocktail lounge, the same thing happened. Men became totally unglued at the sight of her, and even the bartender couldn't keep his eyes off the ripe creamy cleavage of her huge firm tits. When she took a table, he hurried over to her and took her order for a martini. Ginny tried to look cool as the male patrons continued to gawk at her, but in fact she was breathless with lusty excitement.
A big bearish man, neatly dressed in a dark business suit, walked over to her table and smiled down at her. He was attractive in a rugged way and looked respectable. Ginny smiled back. This guy didn't know it yet, but he'd been officially chosen to bust her cherry. She creamed heavily into her panty crotch as she thought about it.
"Hi," he said, "my name's Ed. May I buy you a drink?"
Things moved very fast after that, and half an hour later Ginny found herself in a hotel room with Ed. He'd seemed very surprised when she accepted his come-on so quickly, but he'd fully recovered by now. After chain locking the door, he pulled Ginny into his arms and kissed her hungrily, snaking his hot wet tongue into her mouth. She was so excited, she couldn't stop creaming, and by now the crotch of her panties was soaked. Ed drew back and looked at her questioningly.
"You want me to order some drinks?" he said. "You want some music?"
Ginny smiled. "You don't have to bother with any of that stuff, Ed," she said. "Just fuck me."
Ed's mouth dropped open. "Sure, baby," he said, "whatever you want."
Ginny kicked off her shoes and unzipped her jumpsuit. The clinging red garment fell away, and she stepped out of it in just her black lace bikini bra and panties. She thought Ed's eyes were going to pop out of his head. Her new body was even more effective than she'd thought. As she reached around to unhook her bra, she saw a huge bulge forming at the fly of Ed's pants.
Ginny shivered with excitement. She'd never seen a real live cock before, and she could hardly wait to look at Ed's. It had to be pretty big. His fly was so sharply tented, it looked like his pants would rip. She quickly unhooked her bra and dropped it on the floor. Her enormous creamy-pale tits wobbled out of their confinement, heavy and firm.
He moved toward her, his eyes glued to her fantastic tits. His hot moist hands closed around the big melons, eagerly molding and squeezing. Ginny felt intense arousal the moment he touched her tits. There seemed to be a direct pathway of sensation between her tits and her pussy. As Ed fondled big fistfuls of hot silky tit-flesh, her gash got even more wet and swollen.
"Baby, you got the most terrific tits I ever saw," Ed said hoarsely.
"Ummmmmm, it feels nice when you touch them, Ed," Ginny murmured.
He ran his thumbs back and forth over her big pink nipples, and they instantly went stiff and pointed. Erect, they were even more sensitive, and Ginny quivered with pleasure as Ed massaged them with his thumbs. Too eager to wait, she seized the waistband of her panties and started inching the little garment down over the ripe curve of her hips.
"Hey, let me do that for you," Ed leered.
He grabbed her panties and whisked them down to her feet, then helped her step out of them. He gawked at her large reddish-brown bush, then licked his lips. Ginny wished he'd hurry up and take his clothes off. She was dying to see a naked man for the first time. She left him, strolling over to the bed and lying down on her back. She opened her legs slightly to give him a tantalizing glimpse of moist red slit.
"Please hurry, Ed," she said huskily. "I need to be fucked so bad."
"You got it, baby," Ed panted.
He began to undress, and Ginny lay back and watched him, too hotly curious to be modest. His chest was broad and thickly matted with brown hair, his arms and legs heavily muscled. She was turned on by his big burly body, but of course what interested her most was his cock. As he lowered his shorts, she sat up for a better view. Her brown eyes got huge when he finally stood before her naked.
His cock loomed enormous to the inexperienced spinster. The thick tube of flesh stood straight up, rigid and bulging with blue veins. Ginny figured his prick was a good six inches long. The gleaming purplish head looked as big as a golf ball. At the base of his prick was a thick patch of wiry brown hair, and below that hung his balls, taut, bloated and thatched with hair.
Ed seemed amused by her gawking. "You like what you see, baby?" he grinned.
"Yes, Ed, I do," Ginny said hoarsely. "Please, come here now and fuck me."
Ed hurried over to the bed. He couldn't figure this chick out at all. A girl with her looks didn't have to pick up men in bars, and she sure as hell didn't have to beg to be fucked. Maybe she'd fought with her boyfriend and was getting even. But what the hell, he wasn't complaining. He slid onto the bed and eased her long lovely legs wide open.
He gawked at her pussy. The puffed red flesh was fringed with thick chestnut curls, and her little cunt mouth was leaking a thick steady stream of glistening juice. Her whole pussy was soaked with syrupy cream, and that was a sign of arousal that a woman couldn't fake. This gorgeous chick really was wildly horny. Ed's swollen cock gave a violent lusty lurch and oozed big globs of hot prick juice.
He scrambled between her legs and let himself down on her, his hair-matted chest pressing her huge stiff-nippled tits. He wedged the steel-hard head of his dick into the juicy little mouth of her cunt. Ginny shivered violently and gave a little moan of lusty excitement. Ed caught his breath and slowly eased his thick throbbing cock up her cunt.
"UHHHHHHH," Ginny groaned.
She felt like somebody was cramming a baseball bat up her virgin twat. Ed's stiff cock felt enormous inside her. Yet at the same time she felt dizzying excitement and the first pangs of a brand-new kind of pleasure. Though it was scary to feel that big hard thing stuffing her cunt, it felt good, too. She relaxed and kept her legs open wide as he gradually filled her seething wet pussy with hotly throbbing cock meat.
"Ahhhhhhh," Ed sighed, his beefy face red with pleasure.
He went into her slowly, wanting to savor every second of fucking the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. He got a surprise right away. Her cunt was incredibly tight, as tight as a teenager's. The slick velvety tube pressed snugly all around his prick, and he had to keep catching his breath and pushing to get all the way into her. At last he felt his big knobby cock head butting up against her womb. He shivered with excitement. Her cunt was blazing hot and deliciously juicy.
"I'm all the way into you, baby," he panted. "You like the way it feels?"
"Yes," Ginny gasped, "yes, it feels great, Ed. I love the way your cocks feels in my pussy."
Ed raised his head and leered down at her. He got a big feeling of power from lying on her with her cunt completely speared on his big rigid cock. Her face was flushed with lusty arousal, her eyes big and hot. He could tell she really did love the sensation of having a thick hot prick up her twat. He started moving it in her, thrusting up and down in her juice-soaked cunt, and she moaned hoarsely.
"Ohhhhhhh," Ginny cried, "oh, my God, OHHHHHHHH."
At last she was being fucked, and it was even better than she'd dreamed. Better than her fingers, better than the vibrator. That thick, hot, throbbing cock was what she'd always needed in her pussy, moving roughly inside her, reaming and stuffing. With each deep thrust, the thick base of his prick tugged at her swollen cunt lips, and pleasure sizzled through her belly.
"Ohhhhhh, God, yes, do it to me," she whimpered, clawing his shoulders. "Fuck me, Ed, FUCK."
Ed had never fucked a woman so eager. His cock was drenched with her helplessly gushing cream, and the thick juice overflowed her stuffed box and dribbled onto his balls. Her cunt seemed to get hotter by the second. She was obviously starved for a good fuck, but why, with her looks? He'd never know. She'd made him promise that they'd exchange no information about themselves, not even their last names.
"Fuck me harder, Ed," she whined, "faster. Really give it to me."
"Just out for a one night stand, are you, baby?" Ed said. "Okay, then I won't be gentle."
He slipped his hands under her churning ass, pulled her tight against him, and began fucking her like a pile driver. He crammed his big bloated dick as hard as he could into the hot pulp of her cunt, his ass jerking with lightning speed. Their bellies met in thunderous smacks, and the bedsprings creaked and groaned. He fucked her so hard, he was sure her teeth would rattle.
"AHHHHHH," Ginny wailed, "that's it, you bastard, fuck me, fuck the living shit out of me, I LOVE IT!"
She felt a violent orgasm ripping through her body, and she knew it wouldn't be the last one of the evening. She had to have more of Ed's savage fucking to make up for all the years she'd spent alone and horny. If she had her way, they'd be fucking all night.
"Oooooooo, I'm coming," she gasped. "I'm coming so good. Don't stop fucking me. You've got to keep fucking meeeeee. Oh, shit, OHHHHHHH."
Ed gritted his teeth and managed to keep from coming. He sensed that this mysterious beautiful woman needed all the fucking he could give her, and he was more than happy to help her out.