Horny Loving Schoolgirl (1985) Page 6

  His mouth fell open, and he just sat there, bug-eyed and stunned. Jamie didn't blame him. It was probably the first time a girl had ever come on to him. It was surely the last thing in the world he expected.

  It looked as if he was never going to move or speak again, so Jamie just went to work on her own. She started undressing him. She removed his shirt and t-shirt, then his pants and shorts and shoes and socks. He didn't fight it. He was still in a daze.

  When she had him sitting there naked, she admired his tall hard-muscled body, then pushed him back against the couch. He lounged there and stared at her as she stood up and stripped. He finally blinked a couple of times, so she knew he was alive. She doffed her clothes in a hurry.

  Roger's eyes drifted up and down her luscious naked body, and he got even more red in the face. He was about the color of a cooked lobster when Jamie sat down beside him again and reached for his cock. She fisted his prick and started pumping, hoping she could pump some life into Roger. Obviously this was going to be uphill work.

  If it was possible to blush to death, the math teacher would have done it. Now he was looking down at Jamie's busy fist, watching it race up and down his prick, and he was blushing harder than ever. Finally he tried to say something, but he just made a croaking noise. He cleared his throat and tried again.

  "Jamie, what are you doing?" he asked.

  "Playing with your cock," she said. "I'm horny, Roger. I'm trying to turn you on so we can have some fun together. Have you got all that?"

  "Yes," he said, "I believe I understand."

  "Oh, good," Jamie purred.

  She pumped his meat faster and harder while he digested all that information. The guy was a whiz at math, but didn't know anything about making out. Finally, though, she felt his cock start to swell. Sure enough, it was pushing her fingers farther and farther apart, and it was getting gradually longer. Roger Harris was human after all.

  "I think you're enjoying this, Mr. Harris," she teased.

  He didn't answer, just blushed. But he leaned back and let her go on pumping his cock. In another minute he had a gorgeous hard-on, long and rigid and hard as steel. Jamie creamed like crazy, soaking her pussy. It was now just about twenty-four hours since her fantastic session with Tom, and her horniness was back. She ached to get off with a man.

  But she was far from her goal. Roger might have a stiff cock, but he was paralyzed with bashfulness. She went into high gear, zipping her hot little fist up and down his engorged boner, but he still didn't move or speak. The guy didn't know what to do or how to act.

  He didn't reach for her tits and slide a hand between her legs, even though he kept sneaking glances at her cute naked body when he thought she wasn't looking. Jamie just wished he'd relax and go with his instincts, but he was obviously too nervous and inhibited to do that.

  She leaned close, nibbled his ear lobe, and whispered, "I'm gonna get you off, Roger, honey. I'm gonna jack you off and make you come like crazy."

  He made a noise that sounded like a half-stifled gurgle, and that was all the response she got. She pumped his cock with lightning speed, and cream welled from his piss hole. Her pussy was on fire with need for his hard cock, but any move like that would be premature.

  "Awwwwwwww!" he suddenly bawled.

  Thick hot wads of come started shooting from his cock. Caught off guard, Jamie let some of them escape, but she quickly dipped her head down, opened her mouth, and directed the sizzling spray of come inside. She managed to catch the rest of his spurting jism on her tongue.

  "Mmmmmm, mmmmmm," she moaned.

  Roger was moaning, too, as he shot the rest of his load into her open mouth, but he went quiet again the second he finished coming. Apparently his orgasm had been as big a surprise to him as it was to Jamie. He looked at her a little sheepishly as she squeezed the last drops of jizz out of his cock.

  "Come on, Roger," she said, "you have to admit you liked that."

  "Well, yes," he said.

  "I bet you'd like more," she grinned. "Don't be shy. I wanta have fun with you. What would you like me to do?"

  He blushed furiously and said, "I'd, uh, like you to do that again."

  "Jack you off again?" Jamie exclaimed.

  "Yes, please," he said.

  The guy had no imagination. Here he had a horny teenage girl offering him everything he wanted, every kind of sex imaginable, and all he could think of was a hand job. Jamie was very disappointed. Of course she wasn't going to stand for it.

  "I'll do better than that," she declared.

  She slid off the couch and knelt on the shag rug, wriggling her way between his long runner's legs. She nuzzled into his crotch, stuck out her tongue, and started licking his big coarse-furred nut sacs. He gasped and shivered. At least she'd gotten his attention, and that was a start.

  She lathered the big hairy sac with her hot spit, not missing an inch. She lashed with her tongue and made them flop and bounce. Then she slid her hot little tongue onto the thick hairy base of his prick and began licking her way upward, slowly and tantalizingly.

  Any other man would have been groaning by now, but not Roger Harris. He probably didn't know how. He was just sitting there quivering and breathing hard as Jamie gradually worked her way up his cock with her wriggling juicy tongue. As with his balls, she coated every inch with her glistening saliva.

  She tried to ignore the hot ache in her pussy as she tongued his cock. Tom would have fucked her twice by now. But then she'd known in advance that this was going to be her toughest mission, the hardest seduction of all. She was going to meet the challenge. There was no question of failure.

  As the eager girl tongue-whipped his cock, Roger breathed more and more harshly, and at last his prick began to swell and lengthen. Jamie creamed so hard, the molten juice ran down her legs. She was getting somewhere now.

  Quickly she tongued her way to the bulbous purple head of his prick and reamed out his piss hole, gobbling his salty juice. Then she opened her lips wide and slid them down his mushrooming prick.

  "Oh, Jesus," Roger Harris groaned.

  Now she really was getting somewhere. He was starting to sound like a real-live horny guy. She drew in her cheeks and started sucking on his cock. He gave a convulsive shudder and another hoarse moan. His cock bucked and throbbed in her mouth. Yes, she was definitely turning him on now. She sucked hard and fast.

  "Unnnnnhhhh," he groaned.

  Jamie was drooling all over his prick. She suctioned the tasty cream out of his piss hole and gobbled as fast as she could get it. Glancing up at Roger, she saw that his handsome face was red as usual, but now it was the redness of lust, not embarrassment or shyness. His features were contorted with pleasure.

  She made her mouth even tighter, squeezing his violently throbbing cock between the juicy pulp of her tongue and cheeks. She cupped his balls and found them swollen now, primed to shoot another heavy round of come. She massaged his big engorged ball sac while she sucked his cock.

  He groaned steadily and hoarsely now. His inhibitions were vanishing as he got his meat sucked. Thick cream poured steadily from his piss hole onto Jamie's tongue, and she gurgled with delight and gobbled the stuff. She didn't think she could ever get enough cock cream no matter how long she lived.

  She speeded up her teasing massage of his balls, and she went into high gear on his cock, sucking like crazy. His groaning got more hoarse and loud. Then to her delight he spun out of control and started fucking her mouth.

  Go for it, Roger, she thought, for the first time in your life, let yourself go and have some fun.

  Her head bobbed furiously up and down, and the room echoed with obscene wet sucking noises as she brought him to the brink of climax. He jerked his cock furiously over her slippery tongue, and she had to fist the base to keep him from fucking into her throat and choking her.

  "Unnnnnhhhh, Christ, whaahhhhhhh!" he yelled.

  "Unnnnnhhh, uuuummmmmmm!" Jamie moaned.

  Suddenly he was flooding her mouth with his boiling jizz. She was prepared, though, and for the first time in her cock-sucking experience she didn't lose a drop. She sucked and gulped, getting all of his delicious cream as he pumped load after load of it into her mouth.

  "Holy shit," he gasped, sinking back against the couch.

  Jamie was sure he'd never had a blow-job before. She was dying to ask him how he'd liked it. But as she started to draw away and let his cock slip from her lips, he grasped her head and held her in place. He wanted more.

  Not very imaginative, Jamie thought again. He'd liked her hand job, so he wanted more. Now he'd liked her head job, and he wanted more of that. But she decided to indulge him. She started sucking. To her astonishment, his prick went stiff as a board in a matter of seconds.

  Jamie's cunt burned, and her pussy steamed with need. She was suddenly tired of breaking her ass to arouse the guy and getting no relief for her starved pussy. Abruptly she raised her head, let his stiff prick snap free of her lips, then jumped up to straddle his lap. He gawked at her as she impaled herself on his cock.

  "Ohhhhh, yeah, ohhhhh," she moaned.

  In a split second she had the full length of his swollen prick. It was cramming her cunt and she was soaking it with molten cream. She started bouncing up and down, fucking him. He went on staring at her as if he couldn't believe what was happening.

  "Come on, Roger," she gurgled, "fuck me, honey, move your cock in my cunt. Ohhhh, shit, I need this so bad."

  He still didn't respond, so she just went on fucking him, to insanely horny to wait for any action from him. She straddled his lap and jerked her hips furiously up and down, ramming her slick cunt around the stiff pole of his cock. She was way overdue for a good reaming.

&nbs p; "Oooooo, fuck, ohhhhhhh," she moaned.

  Dizzily she saw him looking down at his own cock as it appeared and disappeared from her dripping, smoking cunt. He acted like he couldn't believe what was happening. Jamie didn't have time to be concerned about his reaction. She had to get off or go crazy with frustration.

  She worked her hips faster and faster, creating red-hot friction between her cunt and his cock. She moaned and whimpered and creamed helplessly. She needed more stimulation, so she reached down and started rubbing her clit. That brought her to the very brink of climax.

  "Awwwwwww, aaaagggghhhh!" Roger suddenly yelled, exploding his load into her.

  Luckily Jamie was coming, too. "Ohhhhh, shit, fuck, whaahhhhhh!" she howled.

  It wasn't the greatest come she'd ever had, but it would keep her sane while she solved the mystery of how to get this guy to respond. She was determined not to leave his house till she'd turned him into a normal, horny male. As they stopped coming, she forced him to look at her.

  "Roger," she said, "there must be something that really turns you on, something you'd really like to do with a girl. Will you tell me what it is?"

  He blushed furiously and said, "Yes, I'd like to learn to eat pussy."

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  "Roger, we're in business," Jamie said with a big grin. "I'm gonna make you into the best pussy-eater in the world."

  Roger looked at her hopefully but just went on blushing.

  That didn't bother Jamie. He could blush all he wanted. She'd finally found something he really wanted to do in bed. She'd gotten him to admit that something made him horny. Jumping up, she grabbed his hand and half dragged him to his bedroom.

  "We'll be able to do it a lot better here," she explained as she pulled him onto the bed.

  She positioned herself on her back, legs bent and spread, and with a pillow tucked under her ass to make herself even more accessible to Roger's mouth and tongue. He looked fascinated as he watched her preparations. When she was ready, she beckoned for him to crawl between her legs.

  "Come on, Roger, get in close and get a good look," she said.

  Still blushing like crazy, the shy math teacher obeyed. On his hands and knees between her widely spread thighs, he stared and stared at her slit. He seemed to be studying and memorizing every detail of it. Jamie wriggled lustily, feeling his hot breaths on the sensitive, swollen flesh.

  "Roger, did you ever go down on a girl before?" Jamie asked.

  "No," he sighed. "I've hardly ever done anything with girls. Oh, I got laid a couple times when I was overseas in the Army. That's it."

  The poor guy had to be desperate by now, Jamie thought. No wonder she'd been able to get him off three times in a row and he'd just bounced right back. She had a live one on her hands. She knew she was going to enjoy this little training session a whole lot.

  "Okay, pay attention, teacher," she said with a wicked little chuckle. "The first thing you need to know about is my clit. Here it is."

  She folded back the lightly furred lips of her pussy and showed him the tiny hooded lump of flesh at the top. He moved in closer and stared intently as she rubbed the little nub with the tip of her fingers. She was pretty sure Roger had never had such a close and extensive view of a pussy before.

  "This is the most sensitive place on a woman's body," she told him. "We just love to be touched here. But it's even better to get licked or sucked. Go ahead, try it."

  Roger didn't hesitate. In fact he seemed to be practically drooling as he thrust his face within an inch of her glistening pink gash. He darted his tongue out, and made electric contact with Jamie's joy button. She shivered with pleasure and creamed a heavy flood of juice. "Yesssss, honey," she hissed, "lick it good." He was clumsy at first, which wasn't surprising. But he made up for it with his eagerness. He whipped his greedy tongue up and down over her swelling clit, and she gurgled with delight. Soon he had a good steady rhythm going, and Jamie could tell that he was going to be an expert at giving head. All he needed was practice.

  Of course she'd be delighted to give him all the practice he needed. What girl wouldn't? She lay there with her legs held wide apart, offering him her whole steamy cunt, creaming steadily and helplessly. Nothing could feel better than that big, hot, wet tongue lashing her most sensitive organ.

  "Yeah, Roger, that's great," she gurgled.

  He lifted his head and said, "You're not just saying that to make me feel good, are you?"

  "No," Jamie moaned, "you really are doing great, honey. Don't stop, for heaven's sake. Just keep on licking me till I come."

  "Right," he said.

  His tongue met her clit again, and she creamed all over his face. That ought to tell him that she wasn't lying, because no woman could cream on command. The molten juice spurted from her box as he whipped his slippery hot tongue up and down her clit. She couldn't stop that horny creaming.

  She couldn't stop her clit from swelling, either. It was getting its own little hard-on under the stimulus of Roger's tongue. It swelled and stiffened, and the more it swelled, the more sensitive it became. Even the most feathery touch of his tongue felt delicious to her.

  "Oooooo, shit, oooooo," she squealed, "I just love that, Roger, keep going."

  He was getting more confident now, working his tongue faster and harder over her erect joy button. She knew he could feel the little bud throbbing against his tongue, and of course she kept creaming onto his bobbing chin. He had to know how excited she was, even though he had so little experience with girls.

  She arched her body and pressed her clit harder against his tongue, greedy for all the stimulation she could get. She clawed at the bed and gurgled and moaned. By now her whole pussy was soaked with her overflowing fuck cream. Roger's tongue worked steadily faster on her clit.

  "Unnnnhhhh, honey, I'm gonna teach you how to make me come really good," she cried hoarsely. "Just put your mouth on my clit and suck it, Roger. Suck me off."

  He gave a lusty growl, then jammed his mouth around her wildly throbbing clit and started to suck. Jamie screamed with pleasure and almost flew off the bed. The guy really did have a natural talent for giving head. It was only his first try, and he knew exactly how fast and hard to suck.

  "Ohhhh, shit, yessss," she wailed, "that's perfect, honey, keep doing that, I'm gonna come."

  She closed her eyes and forgot everything around her as the math teacher's noisily sucking lips brought her steadily towards the climax she craved. Each suck took her nearer. She clawed the bed and whimpered, and she creamed like crazy.

  "Unnnnnhhhhh, yeah, honey, I'm almost there," she moaned.

  Roger got even bolder. He shoved his hands under her lustily churning ass and got a good grip, holding her still. He lifted her pelvis off the bed so he could really jam his mouth against her clit. Her spurting fuckjuice soaked his chin and ran down his face.

  The room echoed with his sucking and slurping noises. It was incredibly kinky, and Jamie was loving every second of it. But the pleasure was becoming so intense that she couldn't stand it any longer. Overloaded, she felt a violent explosion in the base of the clit, and then her whole body was in spasm.