Chapter 1
As Paula Porter dressed for work, she had a big smile on her face. She was pretty sure she was going to lose her virginity today. Paula was twenty-eight years old-but better late than never.
Miss Porter taught English at Clover City High School, and in the five years she'd taught there, she'd never been asked out. In fact she'd never had a date in her life, never even been kissed. But all that was going to change now.
She took one last look in the mirror at her brand-new face, then hurried outside to drive to work.
Prune Face, the kids used to call her, and Paula had to admit the description was perfect. She'd just been a very ugly woman, it was that simple. Tall, brunette, with a nice figure, she still couldn't overcome that face that scared and disgusted everybody. For years she'd saved her money for the expensive plastic surgery that would change her looks, and this summer she'd finally saved enough. Now autumn classes were starting, and she could hardly wait to show the world her new face.
Her fellow teachers had already seen it. There'd been a teacher's meeting a few days ago, and when Paula walked into the room she actually had to introduce herself to people she'd worked with for five years. Everyone raved about how great she looked. Everyone, that is, except Gil Morgan, the biology teacher. He just sat there, gawking at her, speechless. And that was why Paula felt sure she'd be losing her virginity soon.
She'd always had a crush on Gil Morgan, and he was the man she wanted to give her cherry to. She was very sure he'd be willing to do the job.
Paula wasn't surprised when she walked into the school and found Gil waiting for her right by the front door. "Here, Paula, let me help you carry your things," he said eagerly, grabbing her briefcase.
"Why, thank you, Gil," she purred.
It really was funny to see him practically tripping over himself to get her attention. For years he'd practically knocked her down as he raced to help other, prettier teachers. Gil was easily the most attractive guy on the faculty, and every unattached female on the staff had a letch for him. He'd taken advantage of the situation, but he'd never even glanced at Paula before today.
"How about dinner this evening?" he asked. "We should celebrate the start of the new school year."
"That would be nice, Gil," Paula said. "I'll see you after school, then."
She kept her manner friendly but cool, knowing she had him right where she wanted him. Later, when she didn't have her work to think about, there'd be plenty of time to let out the passions she'd kept bottled up all her life. But it was going to be hard to concentrate today. Paula loved her work and her students, but making love with a man was something she'd been looking forward to for a long, long time.
She walked into her classroom, and the excited buzz of talk came to an abrupt halt. The kids stared and stared at her. Then all of a sudden they broke into applause, and one of the boys exclaimed, "Oh, wow, Miss Porter, you look beautiful."
Paula blushed with happiness. She'd been wanting to hear those words all her life. They helped carry her through the long day and the seemingly unending hours till it was time to meet Gil. He came to pick her up at her house, and she invited him in for a drink. She wasn't hungry at all. At least not hungry for food. As she let him into the living room, her pussy felt hot as fire, and molten cream oozed from her untried cunt.
While she made the drinks, Gil said, "Paula, I know I'm gonna sound like a broken record, but I can't get over how great you look. The change is just incredible."
"Well, Gil, I can never hear enough compliments," Paula laughed.
"I'm not kidding," he said. "And the strange thing is, I never noticed before what a terrific figure you have. You didn't have that done over, too, did you?"
"No," Paula grinned, "the body is the original."
But no wonder nobody had noticed it before-they were too busy staring at that awful face. Now Gil's eyes traveled up her long shapely legs, slim curving hips, and tiny waist. They focused hotly on her large, firm, thrusting tits and lingered there. Paula felt like his eyes were burning into her breasts, and she felt her nipples growing stiff with arousal.
"I hope I made this drink right," she said, handing him his glass and sitting next to him on the couch.
"It's fine," he said, taking a quick swallow and setting the glass aside.
He just kept staring at her, and it was getting her so aroused, she could hardly keep from trembling. She'd never even been touched by a man before, and now everything was going to happen in one evening. Paula didn't have any doubts about Gil's intentions. His eyes were eating her up, undressing her, and she knew he was imagining what it would be like to get her into bed. Now he gently took her drink away from her and pulled her into his arms.
"I know this is sudden, Paula," he said, "but I just can't resist."
As Paula got her first kiss, she couldn't even think. She felt fantastic excitement as their bodies pressed together, her stiff nipples poking against his chest. He eased her lips apart and glided his tongue into her mouth, and her stomach did flip-flops of excitement. She creamed right through her panties as Gil gave her a slow sensuous tongue-kiss. As far as she was concerned, they could fuck right now, she was so crazily aroused.
But Gil was taking his time, enjoying her. After all, she'd been right there under his nose for five years, and he'd just treated her like an old buddy. Only now was he seeing her as a sexy woman. He probed her mouth with his tongue, and he ran his hands all over her tall sleek body. Paula was coming unglued with horniness, and she fought to keep her cool. She didn't want to act like a teenager with the man of her choice.
Finally they came up for air, and she was relieved to see that Gil looked just as flushed and out of control as she did. They both took big swallows of their drinks, then looked at each other and started to laugh.
"This is wild," Gil chuckled, "I just can't keep my hands off you. I guess I'm behaving like an ape."
"That's all right, Gil," Paula purred, "I like it. I mean, can you think of anything else you'd rather be doing?"
"Not a thing," he said, closing in for another long steamy kiss.
By now Paula felt like she could come if she just rubbed her thighs together, she was so turned on. During the long years alone, she'd had to masturbate to relieve her lusts, and she'd become expert at it. There were a dozen ways she could make herself come, and she was tempted to do it right now. Then she reminded herself that it was different this time. She had a man to bring her off-and she could just relax and leave the driving to him.
She liked it very much. She liked feeling his hot juicy tongue exploring her mouth, and she liked his roving hands, which kept making sneaky passes at her tits. When she didn't shove his hands away or protest, he got bolder about it and cupped her big breasts through her clothes. Hot juice spurted from her virgin cunt as he molded and squeezed her sensitive tits. He started undoing the buttons of her blouse.
"Mmmmmm-hmmmmm,'' Paula moaned.
They broke their steamy kiss, and she slumped back against the couch, giving herself up to him completely. Gil deftly unbuttoned her blouse and drew it off, ogling the tightly packed cups of her lacy bra. He reached behind her and unhooked the bra, then slowly drew it away from her body. Paula blushed as her tits were bared to a man's eyes for the very first time.
"Gorgeous," Gil said hoarsely.
Paula had always thought she had nice tits, but of course nobody had noticed. They were big, melon-shaped, and perfectly firm, and they were capped with large conical nipples. Now her nipples were stiff with arousal and highly sensitive. Gil cupped her naked tits and ran his thumbs over her engorged nipples, and she whimpered with excitement.
"Ooooooo, Gil, you're getting me so turned on," she cried.
"Good," he leered, "that's exactly what I had in mind."
By that time they'd both forgotten about dinner. Paula lay there and gurgled with excitement as she experienced a man's touch on her big hot tits. She loved it, and Gil knew exactly what he was doing. He'd been around. She used to eat her heart out over that, envying all those other girls he was making it with, but now she was glad. She wanted an expert to take her virginity.
First he caressed and molded her tits with his big hot hands, teasing her long rosy nipples into complete rigidity. Then he bent down, stuck out his tongue, and began licking her lust-engorged nipples. Paula gasped and creamed through her panties. It was delicious to feel his wet tongue lapping and lashing her sensitive tits. Now she was creaming steadily, uncontrollably.
"Ahhhhhh, Gil, that's so exciting," she panted. , She glanced down at his crotch and saw a big hard bulge. That made her even more excited. For so long she'd wanted to see and touch a real live cock. Curiosity had driven her to go to the city and see some X-rated movies, just to know what cocks look like, but that wasn't the same as actually touching one. She was fascinated with that tented fly of his.
But she was distracted suddenly when Gil sucked her right nipple into his mouth. "Ohhhhh, my God, yessss," she hissed.
That hot sucking felt fantastic. She lay back and gurgled in ecstasy as Gil sucked one nipple, then the other, leaving them glistening with his hot spit. She rubbed her thighs together and brought herself right to the verge of orgasm. Then she had to tell herself once again that it wasn't necessary to get herself off. Gil and his big hard cock were going to do that job. She'd waited so long for this moment, she could hardly believe it was here.
As he sucked her nipple, Gil was sliding his hands up under her skirt. She didn't make a murmur of protest as he inched down her pantyhose. His movements were so smooth, she hardly noticed as he slipped off the stockings and her shoes. Then his hands were back up there again, seizing the waistband of her panties and inching the little garment down. An idea came to her.
"Uh-uh," she said.
"What?" Gil said in surprise. She'd permitted him everything so far. Why was she objecting now?
"I'm the one taking off all the clothes," she grinned, "and that isn't fair. How about you taking off a few things?"
Gil chuckled and said, "Okay, that seems fair. But why don't we go in the bedroom and get more comfortable?"
There it was, decision time. But Paula's decision had been made a long time ago. "Yes, let's do that," she said, her voice husky with longing.
As she led the way down the hall to her bedroom, her knees felt rubbery with lust. Every night since she'd become a woman, she'd imagined being fucked, and after so many years of wondering, her curiosity was at the boiling point. In just a few minutes she'd have the answer at last. As they stepped into the bedroom, she turned to face Gil and began to unknot his tie. While she undressed him, that bulge at his fly got bigger and bigger. She stripped him to the waist and rubbed her stiff nipples in the thick coarse hair-mat of his chest. Then she reached for his belt.
"Uh-uh," he said.
"No?" Paula grinned.
"No," he leered, "now it's my turn again."
He unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor, and she stood there in just her black bikini panties. He grabbed them and started tugging them down, and she almost swayed and fell over, her excitement was so dizzying. Gil helped her step out of her panties, and she knew he could see the sizzling cream pouring from her aroused cunt and gushing down her legs. He stood again, and she grabbed greedily for his belt.
This time he didn't stop her. Off came his pants, then his shorts, Paula kneeling to help him step out of them. Very slowly she raised her head and looked up to get her first glimpse of a real live cock. The sight made her cream hotly. Gil's belly-hugging hard-on was a good eight inches long and as thick as her wrist. Below hung his enormously engorged balls, thickly matted with coarse dark hairs. Paula shivered with excitement.
Then Gil was helping her to her feet, scooping her up in his arms, and carrying her to the bed. The big moment had come, and she just couldn't stop creaming and trembling. Not only was she going to be fucked at last, but she was going to make it with the man of her dreams, the man she'd secretly wanted for five long years. He set her down on the bed and slid into place beside her.
"Christ, I'm so excited, I feel like a teenager," Gil laughed.
"Gil," Paula said hoarsely, "you couldn't possibly be more excited than I am. You see, this is my very first time."
Gil's mouth dropped open, and it took him a second to recover from his surprise. "I didn't know there were any virgins any more," he said.
"Well, you remember what I looked like," she reminded him with a grim little smile.
"Yeah, I get the point," Gil said, pulling her close. "I'm gonna try to make it great for you, Paula. After waiting so long, you deserve it."
Silently Paula agreed. After waiting twenty-eight years to lose her cherry, she figured she deserved the fuck of the decade at the very least. That was why she'd chosen Gil for the job-he knew just what to do when it came to pleasing a woman. Now as he calmed her with a sensuous, probing tongue-kiss, he slid his hand between her thighs and felt her pussy. It was fiery hot, swollen with lust, and slick with her helplessly oozing cream. She was ready, all right, as ready as any woman he'd ever been with.
"Paula," he said gently as he rolled her onto her back, "this might hurt, and if it does, you tell me. I'll stop whenever you want me to."
"All right, Gil," Paula said.
But she had no intention of telling him to stop. After waiting so long, she didn't care how much it hurt-she was going to lose her damned cherry. She allowed him to arrange her the way he wanted her, knees bent and thighs spread wide apart. He ogled her juicy red slit and its fringe of dark curls, and Paula found she didn't feel at all self-conscious about having a man stare at her pussy. It felt exciting, and it felt right.
Then he was easing himself down on her, kissing her and gentling her as he wedged the rock-hard head of his cock into the tiny tight ring of muscle at the mouth of her cunt. The little opening felt hugely stretched, and he wasn't even an inch into her yet. When the throbbing head of his prick filled her cuntal opening, he began to push, slowly but steadily. Paula's virginity was slipping away inch by inch.
"Ohhhhhh, my God," she panted.
"Am I hurting you?" Gil asked.
"Noooooo," she moaned.
He was hurting her, but he was also exciting her out of her mind. She'd never felt anything as thrilling as that big hard cock of his gradually but steadily filling her cunt. His meat throbbed against the gripping walls of her twat, stuffing her so full she could hardly breathe. Deeper and deeper he pushed, till she felt like her whole belly was crammed with his hot meat. Yes, it hurt, it hurt like hell, but no way was she going to stop him.
Finally he hit bottom. "Ahhhhhh, Christ, it's tight," he moaned, pausing to catch his breath. "You okay, baby?"
"I'm great," Paula replied.
It was great, at least, to be called baby instead of Prune Face. It was great to have a man at last, to feel his huge hard cock throbbing inside her. He was into her so deep that his big coarse-haired balls rubbed her slit, and the massively swollen head of his cock touched her womb. Now he slipped his hands under her firm little ass, cupped it, and began to fuck her in long, slow, sensuous strokes.
"Ahhhhhh, yessss," Paula moaned.
This was the sensation she'd hungered for all those lonely years. It was a sensation she'd tried to imitate with her own pumping fingers, but she'd never satisfied herself that way. She knew Gil's big pistoning cock could satisfy her. She loved feeling it plow to her depths, then draw back for another hard hungry stroke, filling her again and again. The pain was going away now, replaced by short stabs of pleasure each time he thrust into her.
"Unnnhhhh, yessss, fuck meeee," she whimpered, clinging to him and clawing his shoulders.
"You're starting to like it," Gil said excitedly. "You're one hot-blooded lady, Paula. I'm gonna love fucking you."
If she was hot, it was no wonder-she'd been waiting for years to be treated like a female. All those years she'd stored up her lust, saving it, trying not to let it show. Now she was releasing that lust at last, and it was engulfing her like a raging fire. She started fucking back at Gil, meeting each deep thrust of his cock with a greedy jerk of her hips.
"Yes, fuck it to me, fuck it to me," she panted, "do it to me harder, Gil, I can take it."
"Jesus, I think you can," he exclaimed.
Gil had taken a few other cherries in his time, but he'd never known a virgin to respond so fast and so eagerly as Paula. He knew she'd felt pain when he first went into her, but that hadn't stopped her. Now her pain was forgotten as she matched his rhythm with her jerking hips and tried to take his hammering cock as deep as she could get it. She began to cream again, first in short sizzling spurts, then in a steady molten flood that made his fucking slick and easy. He fucked into her faster and faster, and she responded eagerly.
"Ohhhhhh, my God, yes," she sobbed, "that's it, Gil, fuck me hard, I want it as hard as you can give it."
She meant it-nothing else would satisfy her pent-up lust. She had to be fucked roughly, thoroughly. And Gil was giving her just what she needed, fucking into her like a pile driver, reaming and raking her hot little pussy hole. She arched her body so that his pistoning shaft massaged her swollen clit and gave her blast after blast of pleasure. She didn't think any sensation could be better than this.
"Unnnnhhhh, yes, baby, it's so damned good," she wailed.
It was good, all right-so good that Gil was gritting his teeth and struggling not to shoot his load. He ached to come, but he was determined to hold out till he brought Paula with him. He wanted her first fuck to be an experience she'd never forget. He fucked into her with lightning speed, their bodies slapping loudly together, and he felt her molten cunt going tight as a vise around his meat. Suddenly his cock was drenched with her sizzling come.
"Ahhhhhhh, God, you did it," she gasped, "I'm coming, whaaahhhhh!"
Not a second too soon for Gil. "Take my come, baby," he roared, "take it, awwwwwww, aaaaggghhhh!"
Paula took her first load of jism with sobs of ecstasy. The molten bath seemed to intensify her own orgasm, and she rocked and writhed in ecstasy for almost a minute. It was the most powerful climax she'd ever experienced. Gil must have gotten off pretty explosively, too, because it took him awhile to catch his breath. Then he raised his head and grinned at her.
"Miss Porter," he teased, "may I have your candid opinion about sex?" "I think it's terrific," Paula grinned.
"Great," Gil said, "because right after dinner I wanta fuck you again. Is it a date?"
"It's a date," said Paula.