Paula was sure that Gerald was fooling around behind her back. She didn't have to catch him with his pants down to know this. All she had to do was put two and two together. It had all started the night Hal was over for dinner. Ever since then, Paula was certain, Gerald had been getting his rocks off somewhere, with someone.
She wasn't even very curious about who the woman was. It didn't really matter, did it? All that mattered was that her marriage was now an open one. Obviously Gerald wanted the freedom to fuck around. And he clearly wanted her to have the same freedom. She really couldn't complain. It was a fair set-up.
The funny thing was that they hadn't even discussed it. Their marriage went on as before, except that for days on end they didn't have sex with each other. He seemed to take it for granted that she was getting it on with Hal which she was. He never asked her any questions about it, and he made it obvious he didn't want her questioning him either.
Paula was amazed she wasn't more upset over this change in their relationship. After all, a five year marriage was at risk. But in a way she was enjoying her new freedom as much as her husband was. For a long time their sex life together had been real predictable. Now there was some spice back in their lives.
Her two sessions with Hal taught her what she'd been missing. As much as she'd detested him, she really enjoyed herself. And she found herself wanting more. What shocked her though was that she found herself wanting to fuck other guys besides Hal. He was fine in his way, but she wanted more. She craved a little variety with her new freedom.
One afternoon she found herself eyeing a sexy male student. His name was Chet, and he sat at the back of one of her English classes. He was tall and powerfully built, with solid arms and shoulders. He was also unusually handsome, in a brutish kind of way. Paula began to cream her panties, just looking at him.
He gazed right back at her, obviously flattered and turned on by her attention. And at one point he swung both his legs out into the aisle and gave her a good look at his crotch. His tight jeans were bulging. Even from the front of the room she could make out the outline of his cock curving up from his balls. Paula felt her cunt twitching.
It was the last class of the day. Once the bell had rung, all the students rushed out the door toward their lockers. All except one, that is. Chet sat all alone at, his desk, watching her. Then he got up slowly and ambled to the front of the room. He stood in front of her and placed his hands on his hips.
"Is there something I can help you with, Chet?" Paula asked, all innocence. But she stole a glance at his bulging crotch. She couldn't help herself.
"I was hoping I could help you, Mrs. Hale," he smiled. He stroked his hand quickly up the outline of his cock.
It was funny, Paula thought, but only days before a situation like this would have been unthinkable. There was no way she would have gotten involved with one of her students. How things had changed. Now here she was eyeing a student's crotch. And she was wondering how she could get him alone for a quick fuck.
"DO you have a car, Chet?" she asked. "Could you drive us somewhere, right now?"
The young man nodded. Within seconds Paula had packed up her things and was headed out the door with him. For a moment she had the crazy urge to stop by her husband's office on the way out. She could introduce Chet to him and explain that the two of them were going off for a quick fuck and she might be late for dinner. She smiled at the thought as Chet opened the car door for her.
He drove quickly, and within minutes they were parked in a wooded area down by the river. They clambered into the back seat and Paula stroked her hands up and down his thighs. Then she set about unzipping his fly and hauling out his prick.
"It this thing for real?" she panted, tugging his jeans and shorts down over his hips. "It looks like you have a hunk of pipe stuck down your pants."
"It's for real, Mrs. Hale," he gasped, amazed at how quickly this was happening. "It's for real and it's all yours."
His crotch was naked and his cock slapped heavily against his belly. Paula gripped it in her fist and shucked it up and down. It had to be nine inches long, she thought. And it was so fucking thick. It stiffened a little more as she pumped on it.
"I want to suck it," she groaned, glancing into his face. "DO you mind? Do you have any objections to your teacher sucking your cock?"
"Be my guest," he croaked. "But why don't you show me your tits first? I want to see if those are for real."
Paula smiled. She opened up her blouse quickly and peeled it off. Her tits bulged out over her lacy white bra. She unhooked the clasp of the bra and her tits bounced free, the nipples and areolas swelling. She cupped the naked tits in her palms, held them for his inspection. Again she smiled mischievously.
"I feel like a teenager on a date." She giggled. "This is fun. I never did get to make it in the back seat of a car when I was younger."
Chet didn't answer her. He was gazing at her tits as if he'd died and gone to heaven. He reached out and brushed her hands away from the swelling mounds. Then he cupped them himself, digging his fingers gently into the lush flesh. His thumbs scraped over the bullet-hard nipples.
"They're fantastic!" he moaned. "They're just so fucking firm!"
"Thank you," Paula muttered. While he was fondling her tit, she slipped out of her skirt and hauled down her panties. All she left on were her shoes, her stockings, and her white garter belt.
Her hand was back on his prick and again she cranked it up and down. Then she was leaning forward into his lap. She scraped her tongue over the damp head of his cock, as if she were licking an ice cream cone. Her lips pursed and sank softly over the purple dome. She began to tease it with her velvet tongue.
"Ohhhh, fuck!" he groaned, letting her tits dangle free. He could no longer concentrate on anything but her wet mouth wrapped around his prick.
Paula began to suck. Her tongue guided his cockhead back into her throat and her lips sank farther and farther down on the shaft. When she had, half his prick in her mouth, she paused and took a breath. Then her mouth slid up and down with slow, soft movements. Her fingers moved up and down as well, on the base of the shaft.
"Mrs. Hale, that's fantastic!" Chet growled, gazing down at her. "Your mouth feels so good wrapped around my cock?"
"Don't keep calling me Mrs. Hale," she gasped, pulling her mouth off his cock for a moment. "I'm not much older than you are, you know."
"What should I call you?"
"Paula. Or better still, call me dirty names. I'd like that. Call me bitch and slut and ant. I'd find that real exciting."
Chet groaned. His teacher was even hotter than he'd ever imagined. It would be a real effort, calling her names like that, at least at first. But he was willing to give it a try. If that's what turned her on, why not?
"Okay, stuff my cock back in your mouth, bitch!" he growled. "Suck my cock, slut, until I tell you to stop!"
Paula grinned and sank her mouth back over the head of his prick. She drove her head up and down again fucking him with her lips and tongue. One hand jerked on the base of his cock while the other burrowed under his balls and squeezed them.
He gazed down at her in amazement. It was still hard for him to believe, but this was his teacher sucking him off in the back seat of his car. And she was young and beautiful and she had huge tits. He watched her lips stretch taut as she sank lower and lower on his thick prick. Her cheeks swelled out grossly and then hollowed as she sucked.
"You're such a dirty cunt!" he hissed. "You're such a hot, cocksucking slut! And in class you come across like such a stuck-up bitch!"
"Mmmmmm… mmmfff…" Paula moaned.
"Suck it, slut! Suck my hard cock!" he grunted. "Eat my cock, you dirty fucking cunt!"
"Yes! Talk to me like that. Call me dirty, dirty names!" she begged.
Again she pulled her mouth off his prick. She now tilted it to one side in her palm and began licking it from balls, to crown. She wiggled her tongue from left to right and curled it around the throbbing cock. She gazed at him over the granite column of his prick and winked at him.
"Would you like me to lick your balls?" she asked. "I bet you've, never had a teacher suck your balls before, have you?"
"Oh, fuck!" he croaked. "Do it, bitch! Suck my balls! Use your slutty tongue all over my aching balls!"
He urged his crotch forward and his cock bounced against her face. She grinned and tilted her head down. Her tongue tickled the base of his cock for a second or two, then snaked down over the leathery pouch of his balls. She began licking his balls with soft scrapes of her tongue.
"Oh yes, bitch! Lick my hot balls, slut!" he growled. He spread his thighs wide for her.
Paula held his cock up one side and pumped it gently. She twisted her face this way and that, curling her tongue everywhere on his ball sac. Her lips folded over first one ball and then the other. She took them into her mouth one at a time and sucked them softly.
"Cunt! Bitch! Slut!" he grunted. "Suck my balls like that!"
One swollen ball was caught between her lips and she reared back her head, pulling the skin of his sac taut. She gazed into his face while she did this, her eyes teasing. But suddenly his cock oozed a string of pre-cum onto her cheek. Paula let his ball slop from her mouth and glared at his cock anxiously.
"You're not going to cum soon, are you?" she asked. Her fist had stopped pumping on his huge prick.
"What do you think, bitch? How much licking and sucking do you think I can take? My balls are damn near steaming!"
"You've got to fuck me first," she panted. "We can't have you cumming yet. I want to feel this big stiff prick deep inside me!"
She crawled up over him, his cock still locked in her fist. She spread her legs wide and straddled his thighs. Her cunt was cracked open. It was moist, and the pubic hairs surrounding it were damp. She peeled it wider with the fingers of one hand, while with the other she nudged his prick about between her legs.
"I'm going to sit on your cock, okay?" she gasped. "I'm going to ride your cock until I cum. Get ready, baby!"
The head of his cock slotted between the pulpy wet lips of her pussy. With a low groan she sank down on top of him, letting inch after inch of cockmeat bull up inside her. Her hand left the base of the shaft. The last few inches disappeared under her pubic patch. She placed her hands on his shoulders and gazed into his eyes.
"Such a nice cock. So big and stiff and thick," she praised. "I'm going to enjoy ridin' this little number!"
She began to bounce up and down in his lap, stuffing herself again and again with his cock. Her tits joggled in front of his face. He planted his hands on her asscheeks and watched her tits bounce. Again he felt a sense of wonder that this was really happening.
"Yes! Fuck me, bitch!" he groaned. "Ride my cock like that! Feel it deep up your hot fucking cunt!"
Paula laughed out loud. This whole situation was too crazy for words, she realized. Only days before, she'd been fighting Hal Jenkins off in a closet. Now here she was damn near attacking one of her students, riding his cock with eager lunges. She was having the time of her life.
"I want to suck your tits!" he gasped, watching the big globes jiggle up and down. "I want to nibble on those beautiful fucking tits!"
His head angled forward and she leaned in toward him. He grabbed both tits and buried his face between them. He closed his eyes and pressed her tits hard against his cheeks. He mumbled and moaned and licked up the insides of her mounds as well as he could. Her nipples scratched his skin like stones.
"Does that feel good?" she panted, still bouncing up and down on his cock. "Do my tits feel good all over your face?"
"Mmmmmff!" he mumbled. He was smothered with tit-flesh. He could barely breathe between the bouncing tits.
Her cuntlips sucked up and down the length of his prick. They bathed the shaft in heavy grease and made it shine. Her clit was twisted this way and that as she pumped up and down. It was trapped against the front of his cock and bumped again and again by the thick blue veins. Already Paula could feel her climax building.
"I think I'm going to cum all over your big cock," she muttered, running her fingers through his hair. "You're going to make me gush, you horny sonovabitch."
"Mmmmmff…" Chet mumbled.
Up and down she bounced, drilling herself again and again on his cock. She was amazed that she was going to cum so soon. Maybe the strangeness of the situation was having an effect on her. She hugged his head between her tits, mashing the mounds against his mouth and cheeks. The sweet feelings grew stronger between her legs.
"Cumming, baby! Cumming hard on your cock!" she moaned. She squeezed her cuntlips hard around his throbbing prick.
She began gasping loudly. Her movements weren't sure and steady any longer. She bucked to the left and then to the right. She heaved back and then leaned hard against him. Once or twice she stopped altogether with his prick buried to the hilt up her pussy. Then she just sat there quivering in his lap. When she began moving again, her motions were still wild.
"Fuck me with your big cock! Spike me with your hard-on!" she howled. "So good! So fucking good!"
On and on she rayed, her body shuddering on top of him. She came hard, her cunt gushing all kinds of slime onto his prick. Her ass chugged up and down. Her garters stretched and then loosened against her thighs. She pressed her tits so hard onto his face that he was forced to back off from her.
"I'm going to cum too, bitch! I'm going to spurt up your hot sucking cunt!" he groaned.
His face was flushed and excited. He glared up at her with a wild light in his eyes. He gripped her round her waist again and watched her loosened tits wobble and dance in front of him. The huge mounds were wet and slimy from all his slurping.
He wasn't sure that she heard what he said. She was obviously still cumming. Her face was glazed with pleasure. She continued to bounce up and down on top of him, her cunt making lewd squelching sounds around his cock.
"Fuck me! Fuck me hard, you sonovabitch!" she chanted over and over again. "Cumming so good! Cumming so nice!"
Up until now he'd sat there quite still while she rode up and down on him. But now he began to knife his cock upwards into her cunt. His ass flexed on the car seat and he lunged his prick deep, folding the lips of her cunt in on themselves. His balls trembled between his thighs.
"Cumming, teach! Cumming up your hot cunt!" he howled. He buried his prick inside her one more time.
He squirted a monster wad of spunk up her cunt. And another. And another. His cock twitched inside her, firing off string after string of gooey jizz. She seemed to realize what was happening all at once. Her eyes focused and stared into his face. Then quickly she lifted up off him. His prick slipped from her cunt and she gripped it in her hand.
She squeezed it tight, milking it in her fist. And the two of them watched as a long jet of spunk spurted up her belly and between her tits. She tugged on the cock as if she wanted to pull it up by the roots. And another milky jet of cum shot free.
"Yes! Spurt it! Oh yes!" she cooed, watching his jism dribble down over her fingers. "Shoot out all your lovely cock-cream!"
He gazed down at his gushing cock. He watched it spurt out one last jet of cum onto her white stocking. Then his ass settled down into the car seat and he sat there all limp. His prick wilted in her fist, the dregs of his cum still pouring out over her fingers.
"So sticky," she smiled. And she raised up her ass and watched as glob after glob of warm spunk drooled from her open cunt.