Chapter 3
The piano teacher had to admit to herself that for the first time in her thirty-two years, she was feeling true sexual desire for a male. It seemed impossible to believe after fighting off her husband for seven years, and shamefully fingering herself for relief ever since her puberty when her frustrated urges became too strong to ignore. What did it matter if now it were with a fourteen year old boy? It didn't . . . Nothing mattered to Shirley Jackson except that at last she was a female in heat, crying for fulfillment! In a voice she hardly recognized as her own, the older woman turned to Larry and purred in a throaty tone:
"So you like kissing your music teacher? You like having her hold you tightly to her breasts? I'm not mad about that, dear boy ... . I'd never be mad over nice things like that!"
"Oh, Mrs. Jackson!" the teenager responded in a choking voice. Man, this didn't sound like her at all! He must be dreaming! "I ... I've never done a thing like that before!"
"Don't you have a nice little girl friend to kiss and hold, Larry?" Shirley cooed at him, gazing provocatively through the fringe of her eye-lashes and leaning closely to rub her full fleshy breast against his arm as if accidently. "Well, Larry, don't you?"
"N - no, Mrs. Jackson, I don't. Mom thinks I'm too young yet to take girls out."
"Oh, what a shame! But I don't think you're too young, sweet-heart." Once again Shirley scrutinized the crotch of his pants, and erotic fermentations singed up along her spine as she saw the slender, hardened bulge pressing against the material between his thighs. "I think you're quite big enough already," she added seductively. "And a girl friend, she could show you all sorts of things."
"She could?"
"Yes, Larry." Shirley reached out with her right arm and slowly encircled the unsuspecting boy around the waist. She sensed his youthful confusion as she felt his still-growing body tremble against her touch, but she drew him closer, his very innocence firing her passions all the more. "Yes, Larry, she would show you even more about kissing. She would lean forward until your lips met, like this ..."
The mature teacher flatted her breasts against the solidity of his heavily-beating chest, and then she kissed him. She kissed him as a lover might, tenderly and with open lips, her entire body quivering with her obscene desire to possess the boy. The moment she voluntarily kissed him, she knew she was totally defeated. Every nerve in her sensuously alive body reacted with spontaneous combustion, her ungovernable letchings for this delicious teenager overwhelming the last remaining restrainst in her mind. She could think of nothing but the satin feel of his moist tender lips against her pliant mouth. She raised her other hand and cradled his head tenderly, pushing his beardless face closer and pressing her lip-sticked mouth more firmly against his...
Oh! Oh cripes! Larry thought with spinning shock. Mrs. Jackson was kissing him just like they do in the movies, and holding him tightly against her titties! And crap! Now there was her tongue wedging in his mouth! Man, her frigging tongue was inside and it was the craziest feeling he could remember! He could feel his-pecker jerking in his underpants like it was on fire! He wriggled in her obscene embrace, trying to will his slender erection limp again so that she wouldn't see it and be angry. Sure as shit she'd be mad then! But his penis remained throbbingly blood-swollen and beating against the imprisonment of his pants ...
Then he felt his music teacher move away from his lips, and a disappointed emptiness filled him. He looked up to see her slowly getting up off the floor, her lovely mouth curved in an obscene smile of lust and her eyes gleaming licentiously, watching him closely to make sure he was catching every sensuous undulation she made. She tried to warn herself that what she was purposely doing was wrong ...that the corrupting of this child was against God's and man's law both, and could only lead to her eventual ruination and downfall. . . But her incensed demands were too fevered with lust for that hard young penis she could see trapped behind that thin layer of pants, her vows and promises feeble barriers that were swept aside as she stepped closer to the adolescent in seductive review. Her body's perverted needs were in control of her senses, forcing her to stand provocatively before the boy with her legs spread apart, her palms sliding down over the fullness of her breasts and then her thumbs hooking in the tight waistband of her short skirt.
"If you want me to, Larry," she said in a soft whisper, I'll teach you some of the other things a girl friend would show a sweet young boy like you ...
The now brilliantly red-faced teenager stared up at her wordlessly, the torment he was experiencing apparent in his expression. Cripes, he couldn't help it! His prick was jerking in his pants, just as though he were looking at those nudist magazines his brother Frank had hidden under his mattress! If Mrs. Jackson caught sight of his crotch, she'd stop being nice to him and go away! And man, what did she mean - other things?
"Don't you want me to?" she teased him, pouting mockingly.
"Y-Yeah, Mrs. Jackson," Larry swallowed. "Yeah, I do! You can teach me anything you like!"
"I'm sure I can, but it will be just for you and me, won't it? We wouldn't want a lot of other boys and girls to know, would we? And especially not your mother or father!"
"N-No, I won't tell anybody, Mrs. Jackson!"
The older woman sighed with relief at his promise of silence. "Good. I believe you'll keep your word, Larry darling. Now watch what your teacher does!"
The boy stared with ever-widening eyes as the mature figure of his music teacher swayed gracefully in front of him. Slowly, teasingly, she raised her hands back up her body to her breasts again, then higher to the first button of her blouse. She undid it, watching Larry's reaction to her lewd undressing.. . and then she unbuttoned the next one, and then the next.. . until her blouse was entirely undone, falling like soft curtains over each of her two brassiere-encased breasts. Larry felt his penis leap beneath his pants, his cock giving another jump as she shrugged her naked shoulders and the material gradually slid off, down her arms .. . With a flick of her wrists, the thin blouse fell completely free of her and fluttered to the floor.
"I'm undressing for you, dear boy," she cooed provacatively above him. "You want me to, didn't you? You've wanted to see your teacher naked all along, haven't you ... ?"
"Oh, Mrs. Jackson! Yes! Yes!" Larry blurted out uncontrollably, squirming on the floor. He tried not to stare immodestly at her beautiful breasts which were protruding like two melons from the tiny bra she wore, but it was impossible to keep his eyes averted. A real, live, fully grown woman stripping just for him! Cripes, this would never happen to him again! He wasn't even sure it was truly happening now!
Shirley moved with the lithe awareness of being fascinatedly viewed, and reveled in her lewd exhibition. She now unfastened the waistband buttons of her skirt, undid the side zipper, and wriggled her fleshy hips until it had worked down over her buttocks and dropped to her ankles. She stepped out of it and her shoes together, and stood wearing only her brassiere, panties, and panty-hose. The full rounded moons of her buttocks came even more tantalizing for the boy as she leaned over and began to roll each leg of her panty-hose down, pulling her legs up one at a time as she removed the thin, transparent veneer.
The now panting adolescent groaned with his burgeoning desire for the older woman. Man, he'd spied on his mother undressing before, but it had never been sexy like this! He pressed against his aching hardness with one hand for relief, feeling his young cock slide up flat against his belly until it almost seemed to reach his navel! He'd never had a hard-on like this before in his life! It felt as if it could shatter like glass at any second!
"How red your face is, darling boy! Haven't you seen a girl like this before?"
"N - No, never! I mean ... at the beach in a bikini, maybe, but not in bra and panties like you, Mrs. Jackson!"
"Oh, that's right. I forgot you don't have a girl friend," she chuckled meaningfully. "But you do now, Larry. You have me ..."
The insane desires which had been building to a fever pitch inside her were flaming her almost naked flesh to a white-hot passion, and she knew that she had to possess this cherubic student of hers at all cost! God, she had to! The volcanic fire of molesting need were overwhelming any vestige of reasoning or morality!
The boy struggled with his own inner torment as his avid eyes stayed glued to her panty-covered cuntal slit only a few inches from his face. Cripes, the thin material was almost transparent, and pulled so tight over her hips as to outline her fleshy round vaginal lips and show the curliness of her blonde pubic hair! She was nearly killing him with her strip-tease, and now . .. now she was taking off her bra!
Larry sucked in his breath as his teacher leaned forward and unclasped her thin white halter. She pulled it free and her large full breasts swung into heady view, their ripe pink nipples perking out from the tip of the ivory globes like cherries on vanilla ice-cream scoops. Ohhhh, he was going to explode at this rate! He was going to go off like a rocket to the moon!
Then the mature woman stood straight again, her high alabaster breasts jutting out with throbbing anticipation. She smiled at the boy who was stiff-leggedly sitting on the floor beneath the piano, still transfixed by the brazen sexuality of his music teacher. She parted her lips to wet them with the pink tip of her tongue in lewd invitation, saying: "Now for my undies, darling child. Now I'll take off my undies so you can see how hot and juicy my pussy is for you ..."
She teasingly began to roll the thin elastic nylon down over her voluptuously undulating hips and buttocks. Lower and lower her panties went, down over her thighs, until Larry could see the first tufts of her blonde pubic hair peek above the material. Then still lower, an inch at a time, until finally they came entirely free and dropped as her skirt had, around her feet. Unashamedly, Shirley kicked them aside and stood completely naked before the pop-eyed fourteen year old. The secretion-wet lips of her throbbing cunt were presented to his immature gaze in total sacrifice, the curly fleece of her pubic hair glistening lewdly in the pale lamp-light over the piano. Her legs, long and slender and satiny-smooth, were moist and trembling at their inner thighs with the flowing droplets of her passion, and her flat belly quivered uncontrollably as she basked in his youthful admiration.
"Well, lover-boy? You like what you see?" she cooed enticingly.
"Ohhhh, Mrs. Jackson!" was all that Larry could groan.
Shirley lifted her hands and began to slide them along the silky flesh of her sides, from the flanks of her ripely rounded thighs up to the outward swells of her firmly moulded breasts. Her fingers began to stroke her breasts, kneading them gently and pushing them out to the teenager as if presenting him with two forbidden but wickedly luscious gifts of flesh. She held that position for a short moment, and then when Larry remained rooted open-jawed in the same position, she slowly dropped to her knees and moved on all fours toward him.
"Come to your girl friend," she urged obscenely, stalking him seductively as a she-dog in heat. "Come to Mrs. Jackson, you sweet darling boy!" She lay fevered hands on his smooth, unlined forehead. "Come and hold your new girl friend ..."
She pulled the innocently unresisting youth close against the billowy softness of her breasts, crushing him hungrily to her nakedness. Shirley tried to tell herself again that what she was doing was sinful and depraved . .. but her exposed breasts heaved high and swollen against the front of Larry Dempsey's shirt, and her loins pressed urgently against his hard young penis she could feel pulsing against her naked skin. Her voice turned softer and huskier as her surrendering body was no longer able to resist any of the uncontrollably perverted desire for the young boy. She couldn't help undulating her hips seductively against his tightly pressed pelvis while she planted several warm, loving kisses on his beardless cheeks and face.
"You sweet, sweet child," she murmured with her unquenchable passion. "You dear, lovely boy. Kiss your make-believe girl friend . .. kiss her hot little titties ..."
She gazed delightedly as she brushed her full throbbing breasts across his involuntarily parting lips, and felt him tremble from the wanton excitement she was causing to ripple through his lean, developing body. Delicious sensations raced out of control through her belly as she lewdly watched little Larry kiss her eagerly offered breasts with his eager adolescent desire. She drew his lips closer to the distended nipple of the one breast he was kissing, moaning quietly as she guided the hardened pink bud into his open mouth.
"Suck it, dear Larry .. . Suck and feel it with your tongue, just like you were a hungry little baby looking for milk ..."
"Ohhhh, Mrs. Jackson!" she heard in a muffled groan. Larry Dempsey couldn't stop his mind from wildly spiraling in his head. Cripes! He was actually sucking his music teacher's nipples! The other kids would never believe this, even if they were to see it! Shit, he loved it! He loved it!
Shirley's uncontained enthusiasm had now reached that saturation point where nothing could have stopped her from continuing her seduction of the young fourteen year old boy. She gently smoothed her hand down over his back, feeling all of his golden flesh with her finger-tips when she pulled the shirt tail up from his trousers and inserted her hand underneath. Oh God, his tender skin was just like a baby's, like new and untouched satin! God, oh God, it was too much to resist! Her other hand slowly eased around to the front of his pants and gently caressed the swollen outline of his hardened young penis. She felt the boy tremble and gasp while he sucked still harder on her breast. A searing flame of passion raced hotly through her naked belly and loins while she teasingly traced up and down over his slender cock, delicately squeezing it between her thumb and forefinger.
Larry sucked in his breath again when he felt her slide down the zipper of his pants and slip her hand inside his open fly. He could feel her velvety fingers as they taunted with a soft grazing motion beneath one leg band of his thin cotton undershorts and around the smooth flesh of his inner thighs. Then he moaned with quivering delight as her hand lovingly began to stroke the naked flesh of his rock-stiff young penis. Ohhhhh, he couldn't have stopped her if he'd wanted to! Rising tingles of sexual arousal swirled up from between his youthful loins and through his lean and hairless belly. She had his pecker in her hand and was playing with it! Mrs., Jackson ... modest, prim Mrs. Jackson was diddling his prick! And oh shit, now she was feeling his balls, too!
"Uuuugggg!" he groaned around her soft, delicious breast which throbbed between his firmly sucking lips. He was unable to control his moans and sighs as she continued to tenderly fondle the pulsating shaft of his budding manhood and the fleshy sac of his tautly sperm-laden testicles. "Ohhh, Mrs. Jackson! Mrs. Jackson!"
"Don't be afraid, my little lover," she whispered soothingly .to Larry. "Your new girl friend wants to undress you now and let you be as naked as she is ..."
Shirley gently eased her breast free of his eager young mouth and quickly unbuttoned his shirt, jerking it from his unprotesting arms and throwing it aside with eagerness. She trailed her long blonde hair teasingly over his heavy-breathing chest, kissing his seed-like nipples until he groaned and quivered as he lay beside her. She played her moistly sliding tongue down further to lave his belly and wash his tiny navel, while her gently curling hand traced along the waistband of his pants and unbuttoned the top of his open fly. She smoothly drew his pants down, slipping his white cotton shorts along with them, and then she tenderly removed them along with his shoes as he sprawled disbelievingly along side of her. Her passion-hungry eyes greedily absorbed the sight of his arching rigid penis as it throbbed nakedly between his strong young thighs, and she felt heavy sensations of salacious delight flutter through her own fully exposed belly and loins. "You're beautiful, darling," she exclaimed. Her body was lewdly tingling with degenerate excitement, and her brain was wickedly afire with corrupting passion as she wrapped her moistly stroking hand once more around his swollen virile cock. Oh God, it was as perfect as she'd hoped it would be ... nearly five inches long, its blunt head a richly gleaming crimson at the tip where the tiny moist slit creased it. And oh, his lovely young testicles were so tight and round with their textured soft skin! She could accept an erection like his, she thought obscenely. She could take it and enjoy it, not afraid of its length or thickness, but delighting in its hardness!
Larry looked at what his music teacher was doing to his cock in wild-eyed amazement. He watched mesmerized as she taunted his hardened penis with her fingers, pulling the foreskin down so that its head stood out like a beacon.
"Ohhhh..." he whimpered and squirmed next to her. "Ohhh, cripes!" he gulped, truly shocked by what she was doing to him.
"Dear Larry, you feel so good to your new girl friend!" the older woman breathed hotly against his youthful chest. She laughed in warm, seductive delight, continuing to stroke his cock as she lay down on her back beside him. She nakedly stretched out in lewd display, sliding the fingers of her right hand up and down his virile shaft of flesh, while with her left hand she spread the moist lips of her throbbing vagina. She placed thumb and forefinger on either side of her pinkly quivering cuntal slit, revealing the trembling erect bud of her clitoris to the boy's lust-raging view. Then with her middle finger, she traced downwards until the nail came in contact with the minature phallus, and she began to stroke it back and forth in rhythm to her stroking of young Larry's cock. More rivulets of sexual secretions trailed down her inner thighs in glistening droplets, and while she continued to stroke her clitoris, she started rubbing her other fingers in sensual cadence along the wet valley to the entrance of her pussy hole. She splayed the full white columns of her shapely legs wider apart, kneeing outwards until the silken triangle of her vagina was entirely exposed to his innocent view.
"Your girl friend's pussy is soft and silky, and wants you to pet it, darling boy. You want to touch it the way I am, Larry?"
"Oh ... Oh can I really?"
"Yes! Yes, do!" his music teacher encouraged in a pleading tone. "Get up on your knees and finger my cunt!"
Larry squirmed around and up on his haunches, careful not to break the delightful contact of her hand on his rigid young penis. He hovered with his face only a few inches from the golden pussy which was so enticingly fringed with her moistened pubic hair, and his breath caught in his throat as he watched her pink cuntal flesh rotate with her lewd masturbation. "Ohhh, I sure do want to touch your twat, Mrs. Jackson!" he gasped in lustful fascination as he gaped down at the narrow, coral-hued crevice which started at the bottom of her smooth white belly and trailed downward into the white rounded spheres of her buttocks. He could even see her little pink asshole! Cripes, who wouldn't want to touch it?
His heart was pounding erratically in his chest as he leaned forward and touched the warm hair-framed lips of the mature woman's cunt. She removed her own fingers, and he began to slowly press her vaginal slit apart with his own thumbs until all of its pink passion-flushed skin lay exposed to his eyes. He gradually eased more of his hand into her moistly glistening pussy mouth, delightedly feeling its smoothness twitch and palpitate with spasming vibrations against his hand.
"Put it in, dear child!" the older woman asked pleafully. "Put your little finger right up inside my hole! Ohhh, finger my cunt, darling Larry! Finger your girl friend's cunt!"
The lust-driven music teacher raised her head with eager lewdness so she could stare down at the naked young student from between her sensitive, desire-swollen breasts. She watched in breathless agitation as Larry Dempsey brushed his hand gingerly between the silken strands of her blonde pubic curls and gently pressure his slender middle finger up inside the fleshy wetness of her hungrily welcoming vagina.
"That's it. . . oooohhhh, that's it, darling boy!" Shirley gasped and undulated her hips up against his sliding, prodding young hand. "Ohhh, that's so nice, Larry .. . Ohhh God!"
Larry was speechless from the wild erotic picture which lay spread before his innocence beneath the piano. His teacher's legs were arched in splaying wideness while he pumped his finger as deep as it could go up into the warm, exposed cavern between her thighs. Man, it was just like he was fucking her! He'd never dreamed that a woman's twat could be so warm and tender inside, so soft and pink around it! Shit, what would his pecker feel like up inside Mrs. Jackson? Better than his finger, he bet!
Shirley quivered from head to toe from the enrapturing sensations that his pistoning young hand was causing up inside her tightly clenching vaginal passage. She mewled deliriously as she felt its inexperienced prodding massage every inch of the hotly milking inner walls, and passionately she pulled him down over her, pressing her firm, full breasts against his hard slim chest in lecherous delight. She raised and lowered her buttocks off the floor hungrily on his sliding hand, the touch of his teasing young finger inside of her and the feel of his hard virile penis in her hand driving her almost to orgasm alone! God, the little child was so helpless, so completely subject to her every obscene whim! She couldn't wait a second longer! She had to have him deep up inside her belly! That would be the ultimate, to coax and drain the fresh young sperm for his cum-swollen testicles!
"Now it's time to fuck your girl friend," the older woman hissed up at him. "You're going to fuck me, darling boy!"
"Ohhhh.. . Ohhh, Mrs. Jackson, am I really?"
"Yes! You're going to fuck me with your beautiful prick! And I'm going to show you how to do it!"
Shiriey removed his wetly sliding fingers from her throbbing vaginal passage, moving him around so that his slender hardness was placed against the swollen pink lips of her moist cuntal slit. With loving tenderness, she grasped his painfully swollen cock and centered it, moving her buttocks around its blood-engorged head and pressing it deeply against her vagina with her own fingers.
"Ahhhh!" Larry sighed loudly. He thrust his naked young pelvis down over the mature woman's loins in bewildered ecstasy, wild pinpricks of sensation stabbing him all the way up to his belly. "Ohhh, Mrs. Jackson!"
She spread her legs still wider on either side of the boy, until he was cradled firmly between her high-lifted thighs. He could feel his blunt cock-head slipping wetly along the pink hairlined crevice he had been so recently finger-fucking. He felt his music teacher raise her cunt up over the tip of his penis, and then the entire length of his boyish shaft of flesh felt to him as if it were being sucked right up inside her hot, moist pussy!
Ohhhh man! He was really going to fuck Mrs. Jackson! He was really going to screw a full-grown woman, his first very own naked woman! Shit! He wished the guys could see him now, especially his brother who was always teasing him about being a sissy because he played piano. Frank would crap in his drawers to see what a man he was now! The fourteen year old was filled with a sense of limitless power, and with a wild cry of delight, he pressed down upon his older teacher's naked body, his weight smashing her full rounded breasts tightly against her chest. He thrust his lean hips forward to slide deeply into her mature cunt like a driving piston, pushing the softly smooth walls of her pussy in rippling waves before his rampant young cock. Shirley felt his small sperm-laden testicles slam hard against the cheeks of her tightly clenched buttocks, and she groaned in submissive rapture as the blunt head of the youngster's penis stretched wide the elastic channel of her cunt.
"Ohhhhh yes! Yes!" his corrupting music teacher cooed in delight. She kicked her legs out sideways and then locked them tightly around his tense young body, the thrill of being satisfied after so many years of frustration and anguish sending chills coursing up her spine. The inner muscles of her vagina tightened spasmodically around his throbbing virile penis as she endeavoured to pull the handsome teenager deeper into her hungry belly. For one disenchanting moment she wondered how she must look ... a thirty-two year old woman with her legs and arms wrapped around an adolescent's naked body, writhing uncontrollably on the floor beneath a baby grand piano . . . But as she felt Larry begin to flick his hips experimentally, exploring in his immature way how best to fuck a woman, she abandoned the last of her fears and guilt. She gasped for breath at the mind-shattering sensations of his hardened erection plunging into her needing cunt, and she ground her buttocks up against his loins in the most provocative manner she knew how. There was no pain this time, no cringing horror at what a man was forcing her to accept against her will . . . because this time it was a fourteen year old boy who was fucking her! A child of just the perfect length and girth to satisfy every hungry craving she had ever fought against before! Every sensitive inch of her vaginal passage was passionate and responding, enveloping his youthful hardness like a welcoming glove each time he penetrated her on the in-stroke, and eager for more on his out-strokes.
Larry's smooth face glowed with the newly-discovered pleasures he was experiencing for the first time in his young life. He propped his naked body up on his elbows and stared down between their bodies, panting heavily as he watched his virile penis slide in and out of his music teacher's urgently gripping pussy. His long, thin cock surged up inside her belly to the full depths of her cunt, warm and tight and moist with her spontaneous lubrications. He was learning how to fuck ... learning fast, and he didn't intend for this to be the last time he threw his meat to Mrs. Jackson! Not when she wanted it so bad! Not when it felt this damned good!
"Ohhh yes! Yes, little lover-boy!" Shirley cried out in delight. She struggled for breath at the electric sensations shooting like lightning through every fiber of her being as young Larry's cock plunged excitedly in her cunt. Now she was a woman at last, healthy and enjoying sex, loving this magnificent boy's penis that burrowed ceaselessly in her vagina with growing confidence and skill. She reveled in the lewd obscene pleasure, the lust that she had been so valiantly trying to deny herself! What a fool she'd been! It was passion alone, passion for its own sake, and that was all that mattered in the whole wide world!
Larry could feel his hardened penis growing and expanding inside of the older woman until it felt as though it were ready to break from the maddening pressure. He rammed into his music teacher with increasingly hard strokes, his slender hips pounding rhythmically as he tried to bury more and more of his lust-rigid penis deep up inside the delicate moist walls of Mrs. Jackson's cunt. Man, any second now and his balls were going to burst! He was going to squirt his cum right up in her twat like he'd always dreamed of doing! Gripes!
Shirley gripped him tightly between her fleshy thighs, opening and closing them in time to his eager thrustings into her pussy. She gurgled beneath him, the sound coming from deep within her chest as though she had lost control of it. She was alone with the boy in a private world of sex, leaving her ex-husband, her mother ... all of her previous fears and torments behind forever. She could feel his tight young testicles slapping methodically against her bucking inner thighs, and she was filled with the lewd desire to feel the youngster ejaculate his fresh virile semen far up into her thirstily sucking womb! This morning, she and this wonderfully talented child were going to experience every delight she had ever denied herself!
"OOOOOOhhhh fuck me, fuck me hard, you darling boy!" she chanted, murmuring all the obscene words that came to her delirious mind. She jackknifed her legs tight, pressing her knees back hard into her jiggling breasts and offering the teenager the full opening of her upraised vaginal slit. Her eyes rolled uncontrollably in her head, her face contorted as she strained for the final explosive climax that was so near ... so very near ...
"I ... I'm cuummminng!" she suddenly gasped, her mouth wide open in ecstatic abandon. "Ohhhh, dear Larry, I'm cumming! Cum with me! Cum with me! Ohhhhhhhhh!" She pulled back her thighs tighter until the whole of her stretched pink cuntal crevice was* presented up to the boy to spew into as he willed. Her ankles locked over his back, her wide-splayed loins squirming beneath him in a wild unhibited dance of lust.
"Ohhhhhhh ssshhhhhiiiiitttttti" Larry screamed. He shoved his penis hard up inside her pussy, wildly straining for the final end of this delicious torture which was building . . . building . . . in his testicles. Then all at once the youngster felt the white hot sperm begin deep in his small round balls and race up the full length of his plunging cock. He gasped as his imbedded shaft of boyish flesh began a sudden jerking that flooded without warning his music teacher's vaginal hole with adolescent seed.
"Don't stop, dear child! Oh God, don't ever stop!" Shirley pleaded mindlessly. Then she choked, a low banshee wail forming on the edges of her lips and piercing through the sounds of the two panting naked bodies slapping harshly together. Her nostrils flared wide and she screwed herself up against the teenager's surging penis, locking herself to him with all the strength in her thighs, while her loins throbbed spasmodically against his belly.
The older woman held her breath for an interminable moment, feeling young Larry empty the last of his fresh virile cum into her hungrily milking cunt. Then she expelled her air, sighing gratefully as the juices of their commingling orgasms swirled far into her soft, quivering belly in a wet tide of passion that Shirley had never experienced before. It was a heavenly bliss she had never known could exist!
Larry Dempsey throbbed the muscle of his rapidly deflating penis, hoping to bring it to life again so he could continue fucking his music teacher. Shit, what a ride! He couldn't wait to get hard again so he could bang Mrs. Jackson some more! But a warm, numbing lethargy flowed pleasantly over him as his passion waned, and the boy threw his arms about the mature woman in exhaustion, a great moan of contentment escaping from his lips.. .
Shirley too lay dazed, her legs collapsing on either side of the panting youth's naked body. Her thighs and buttocks rested limply in the excess of hot wet liquids which had so completely filled her belly that some had been forced to trickle out from between her stretched vaginal lips. But though her body rested drained of all its energy, she could sense that her mind was beginning to return to reality, bringing with it an aftermath of shame and disgust to slowly filter through her mind.
Well, there was no way she could deny it. She'd been fucked by a boy almost young enough to be her own son, and fucked damned well. Fucked right in his own home, underneath his mother's baby-grand piano, just as she'd begged him to do ... A few hours ago she'd been a decent, respectable woman, but now she lay here with the innocent seed of an unsuspecting child pooling in the secret recesses of her depraved, molesting body . . .
Miserably she sprawled out in her lewdly splayed position beneath the teenager, watching with sickened self-loathing as his eyes flashed in caressing fascination over her nakedness. Then, before she could turn away, Larry Dempsey threw himself down upon her, kissing her face and cheeks with childlike desperation, and she was able to feel the warm salty wetness of his tears as he cried softly against her breasts.
"Oh, Mrs. Jackson," she heard him blurt out chokingly. "Oh, I really wish you were my girl friend! Oh, I'm so glad you showed me how to fuck you!"
"Lord, Oh Lord," Shirley whimpered, clutching his developing young body tightly to her and kissing the crown of his head. The impossible situation of forbidden love and lewd desire clawed at her brain until she thought it would tear her apart. The guilt for having taken this innocent youngster's natural eagerness and affection, and perverting it to her own degenerate needs loomed more ugly now than ever in her mind. God, what a Wicked and corrupting woman she had become!