School was over soon after Susan sucked off the whole football team and fucked Kenny in the van, but she saw a lot more of that fantastic ten-inch pecker during the summer.
She sucked him off many times in many places. Usually it was in the back of the van. She liked it there. It was nice and secluded, and hard for cops to see into if they came around with their flashlights.
They parked on back roads, and behind the school, on the ball field, and down by the old railroad station. Sometimes he'd fuck her, but that didn't really matter to her.
What she really liked most was to suck him off. She loved the feel of his big, hard pecker it her mouth. It was full of hard bumps and big, pulsing veins, and was so nice and big around.
She loved to taste his cum in her mouth and feel his excitement when ho got off.
In the fall it was time far her to go away to business college, about a hundred miles from home.
She missed Kenny at first, and she missed home, of course, but she was excited about being out on her own for the first time. After the experience she'd picked up during her senior year, with Ronnie and Kenny and the football team, and from watching her brother fuck his girlfriend, she was eager to find a new cock to suck at school.
The problem was that there weren't many boys at a business college. There were a few, of course, but they were not very cute or very manly.
After Kenny, Susan couldn't be satisfied with just any boy. She had to find a real stud, one with a huge cock and one who could keep it hard.
It was a little frustrating for the first few weeks at school. Susan wasn't getting any cock, so cum was getting awfully horny. She'd had so much the last few weeks of high school that it was like going from a feast to a famine.
One day she had a brilliant idea. She was sitting in her Business English class. The professor was Mr. Keegan… Terry Keegan… and Susan thought she detected him looking at her quite a lot during class.
While he was standing in front of the class, only a few feet from her desk in the second row, he put one foot up on a wastebasket as he lectured. It drew his trouser leg so tight that she could see the outline of his prick and the bulge of his balls.
He looked right at her when he did it. Susan wondered if he was trying to give her a message. She wasn't sure, but she did make up her mind on one thing… She was going to find out. If he was, she was going to get him into bed.
Terry Keegan was just a little over thirty, with sandy hair and blue eyes. He wore a neatly trimmed beard and he had a strong face, something like a merchant seaman. Susan thought he'd be great in TV commercials with a blue seaman's jacket and blue cap, selling beer or some other he-man product.
She hadn't even thought about sucking or fucking him until that day. After all, he was married and had a couple, of kids. She had never made it with a married inns before. She had no idea if he might be interested in a little something on the side.
She didn't know, for that matter, but she'd find out.
It was a few days later when she ran into him as she was leaving after her last class to go home. He came out right behind her.
"Hi, Susan," he said. "All done for the day?" "Yes, Mr. Keegan. I only have three daises on Wednesdays. That way I can study in the afternoon before my roommate comes in. I like to have time by myself."
"Come on, I'll give you a lift," he said. "I'm going right by the dorm."
"Oh, I don't live in the dorm. I have an apartment over on Westmere Drive."
"No kidding? Gee, that's great. Not many freshmen have apartments. You're lucky. But come on, I'll drop you off anyway."
Susan felt that old familiar tingle in her pussy as she got into Terry Keegan's car. She was wearing a blouse that buttoned up the front. As he went around the car and couldn't see her, she unbuttoned two more buttons so that he could get a good look at her big, luscious tits. That gave him plenty of cleavage to look at and help get him hard.
She liked to wear her skins a little on the short side, too, even though it was not exactly the style any more. When she sat down she made sure there was plenty of leg showing. She crossed her legs and when he got in she noticed that he gave her a long, hard look.
He pretended to glance away and started the car, but that first look was all Susan needed. She knew she had been right about him in class. She turned him on.
It made her all squirmy and hot to think about pulling Terry Keegan's cock out and sucking on it. There was something special about sucking off one of your teachers… a guy more than ten years older than you are, she thought.
"I've noticed that you're haying some trouble with the class, Susan," he said, as they drove to her apartment. "If you ever need any special help, please be sure to let me know. I'm always available."
"As a matter of fact, I don't understand today's assignment very well. I'm going home to work on it now. Do you think you could come in for a little while and go over it with me? No one else is there, so there's no reason for you to be embarrassed."
"Well, you know what would happen if they ever found out at college that I had been alone with you in your apartment, don't you?" he said.
"Yes, but no one is going to find out. Besides, I need you help very much. You said you'd like to give me some."
"I said I'd be willing to give you some."
"Well, Mr. Keegan. I want some."
Thc conversation was getting pretty obviously beyond the formal stage. The innuendoes were flying. They both knew that the other wanted a good fucking, but they weren't coming right out and saying so… yet.
Terry parked the car in front of Susan's apartment and they went in. Fortunately, it was in a neighborhood where there were no other college kids living. So it rally was safe, he thought.
He could feel his hard-on straining against the leg of his trousers as Susan got out her key to unlock the door. She had seen it too. She never missed things like that in fact, the first thing she looked at on a man was his crotch. If he had a hard-on, she could often get a pretty good idea how big his cock was without even seeing it directly.
She knew that Terry Keegan was hung. She guessed him to have at least an eight-incher. She wasn't far off. He had a nine-inch cock. And he loved to use it on his students.
"Nice place you have, Susan," he said, as they walked into the living room.
"Come on, I'll show you the whole place," she said. She hoped they'd get to the bedroom and he wouldn't let her out of it. If he didn't make his move there, she would.
She gave him a tour of the place, and when they reached the bedroom, she said, "And this is my recreation room." She smiled demurely at him and waited.
He picked up the bait, hook line and sinker. "Wouldn't it be more fun to have a little recreation now than to study business English?" he said.
"I was hoping you'd say that," she replied. She eyed that incredible bulge in his pants and couldn't wait any longer. She reached for it and glided her hand smoothly and firmly over his hard-on. When she squeezed it and it felt so firm in her hands, she dropped quickly to her knees in front of him, unzipped his pants in a flash and took his whole pounding prick right into her hungry mouth.
He was a little surprised by her eagerness, but he certainly didn't protest. Terry just leaned back against the wall and let Susan lick his fiery prick. He unbuckled his belt and let his pants fall to the floor. She pulled his shorts down, hardly even missing a suck, as she began to lather up his throbbing cock with her hungry mouth.
It had been much too long between sucks for Susan and she was out of her senses with lust. She went at him as though she were a starved animal and Terry's cock was the last piece of meat on earth.
I was right, she thought. He had a big one. Terry's cock stood out from his taut, flat belly like a tough spear. It was hard and thick and meaty, just the way she liked it.
She felt chills of excitement race through her body as she knelt there before him. His cock was so hard and so huge that she was delirious with joy.
It pounded in her mouth and she could taste the heat as she glided her mouth along its lengthy shaft. It went sliding deep into her throat and she let her saliva wash over it and she massaged it with her hot tongue.
Terry had never felt anything like it… especially from a student. He wondered how she could learn to suck so well when she was just barely out of high school. He realized she must have had a lot of practice, or else she was just a natural-born cocksucker.
The truth was a combination of both, of course. She seemed to have an inborn talent for giving head, and she made damned sure that she got as much of it as she could.
Terry leaned back against the wall and shoved his prick right out as far as he could. He held the back of her head and guided her onto his bulging cock. It felt so good to him that he thought he'd shoot his load before he ever got to the bed.
Susan was only working him up to that. She could sense that he was hot. His prick was throbbing like an oversized heart on a crazed elephant. Suddenly she let his prick out of her mouth and jumped up.
"Come on," she said pulling off her clothes hurriedly. "Let's get into bed where I can really do a job on your beautiful pecker."
He ripped off his shirt and was bare assed in about five seconds flat… and Susan was right behind him.
Her big tits were bouncing all over the place as she skipped to the bed and jumped on. He was already lying down, all stretched out, his hard-on sticking up big and hard and eager to feel her hot lips on it once again.
She didn't make him wait. She was just as hot to suck him as he was to feel her tongue and lips sucking on his big prick.
Susan went right into his crotch and grasped his cock shaft right at the base with both hands.
She had no intention of doing anything but taking it in her mouth. She couldn't imagine a girl being dumb enough to miss all the exquisite joy of tasting a guy's come… especially a hot stud like Terry Keegan.
Then she felt him shudder violently. His legs jerked and his loins bounced convulsively. His big hard cock swelled for a second and then exploded in a furious torrent of hot jism.
"Jeeesshh, ohhhh… now! Nowwwww!" he cried.
His hips rose right off the bed and his cock jammed deeply into her throat.
She felt the hot, gushing cum shoot into her mouth like a tidal wave. It rolled over her tongue and down her throat and she gobbled it feverishly.
Susan pumped on his prick with her hot, moist lips. She squeezed his cock firmly, urging every ounce of his cream out of that overwrought pecker.
He squirmed and twisted on the bed, his face a mirror of his delicious torment. His eyes were shut tightly and his mouth was wide open in a state of mindless rapture. Every muscle in his body was straining to shove his prick up to her and give her all the cum in his hot, swollen cock.
She took it all. She sucked him and sucked him and wouldn't let his fantastic rod out of her mouth even after he had squirted his last drop.
She licked him absolutely clean, then slowly lowered and raised her head, gently massaging his robust, nine-inch shaft as he came back down to earth from his hard come.
"That was the best blowjob I've ever had in my life!" he exclaimed finally. "You even took the come… and swallowed it!"
"Yes, and I want more," she said with a smile. "That was only the beginning, sweetheart."
She lowered her head once more to his still-hard, softly pulsating prick.