"Carrie? Is… is that really you?" Mark asked in total disbelief, staring at the ravishing woman who stood before him.
Mark hadn't laid eyes on Carrie for several months. He had tried to see her again and again, but she had always managed to avoid him for some reason.
He had almost given up hope of ever seeing her again. He had gone to the big city searching for her, but she was, never at home. He had almost been bowled over by her recent call. She had told him that she was ready to come home to Bentonville. She had decided to start teaching again in Bentonville next semester.
Mark knew that everyone at Bentonville would be glad to see her back again, but not nearly as glad as he was. His nuts ached for her. Of course he had been seeing other women, and fucking them too, but no one had held for him the kind of ball-busting pleasure that she had. He had never managed even to sink his cock into her cunt, and yet she drove him wild with lust.
He had had a raging hard-on all the way to the city and had barely been able to resist jerking off in the car while he drove. He realized that he would still not be able to fuck her due to her fear of cocks, but he still had the patience to try. He had no idea that Carrie had changed considerably since he had seen her last.
"Of course it's me, silly!" she smiled.
Mark couldn't believe that a woman could change so much in appearance.
She had changed her hair, her style of dress, and even the way she walked. She seemed so much more poised now than before. When she looked into his eyes, he almost had to blink. There was a mysterious fire inside her now that had been absent before. She seemed to radiate a new sensuality that affected Mark in the most powerful possible way. She seemed to be more of a woman now, and she seemed to know it.
"What… uh… I… I don't get it…" Mark stumbled, unable to put his confusion into any meaningful form.
"You will, darling!" she smiled mysteriously, brushing past him on the way to his car.
Mark wheeled about and stared after her, watching her wiggle her shapely ass more seductively than she ever had in Bentonville. He closed the door to her apartment and followed her to the car.
"The door locked?" Mark asked in a squeaky voice, looking back at the apartment.
"Yes, darling. I'm going back to Bentonville to stay forever with my darling man!" she smiled sweetly, taking his strong hand and squeezing it.
As Mark drove off, he saw a group of young teenagers across the street, all waving goodbye. Carrie rolled down the window and threw them kisses.
"Your students?" Mark asked, wondering why one of the young men was rubbing his crotch obscenely.
"That's right, Mark. I suppose I was really the student myself though in this case," she said, almost under her breath.
"What, darling?" he asked, detecting something strange in her hushed tone of voice.
"Oh nothing, dear! Are you glad to see me again?" she asked, snuggling up close to her man.
"You know it, Carrie!" Mark said, feeling the warmth of her thigh soaking into him. "I've waited a long time for my lady to come back to me!"
"You knew I'd always come back to you, didn't you, Mark?" she asked, putting her hand on his knee and squeezing gently.
"I always hoped you would, baby! But sometimes I wasn't so sure. It was a long wait," he said, looking fondly into her glittering eyes.
"I'm yours for as long as you want me now, Mark," she smiled sweetly, her glance falling to his crotch.
"The big city's done my girl a lot of good," Mark said, his eyes roving over her and drinking in her womanly beauty. "There's something about you. I can't quite put my finger on it. It's as if you've… well… as if you've grown up."
"I have, Mark! I'm all grown up and enjoying being a woman," she said in a sultry voice, moving her warm leg against his.
"May I ask what made this sudden change in you, Carrie?" he asked, feeling the woman's warm hand moving up his leg closer and closer to his crotch.
"I'll tell you all about it some day, lover. Every woman loves keeping one or two little secrets from her man after all, darling," she smiled, her cunt moist with dew.
"It's no secret what you're doing to me right now, baby," Mark rasped, his cock swelling more and more by the second in his pants.
"I know, Mark. It's rather obvious that, you're getting a great big hard-on. Am I really doing that to you, lovie? Little me?" she said in a little-girl voice.
"You sure are, baby! I've been horny for you for a long time!" he said throatily, his dick aching in his pants.
Carrie let her fingers close over the lengthening bulge in the leg of his pants, feeling his heat radiating through the material and soaking into her loving hand. She rubbed his fat cock with the palm of her hand, making the thing throb and jerk visibly.
"Oh baby! Baby! That feels so good, so fuckin' good!" Mark said, wishing that she would release his cock from its confinement in his pants, but knowing that Carrie wasn't the kind of girl who did things like that in full view of traffic.
Mark almost pissed when Carrie suddenly tugged down his zipper and reached inside his pants to play with his cock. He almost went off the road when he felt her fingers squeezing his cock and balls, driving him wilder and wilder by the second. His cock dripped with excitement as she stimulated him with a new and daring expertise.
"I've wanted you for so long, Mark!" she whispered in his ear. "I've wanted to touch your big strong cock! I've wanted to feel this hard hot thing throbbing in my hand for so long!"
"Jesus Christ, Carrie!" Mark gasped. "I'm gettin' on the freeway! I don't know if I can handle this traffic with you doin' that down there!"
"I happen to know that you can handle anything, Mark! That's one reason why I love you so much. Now just let me haul your big fat pecker out and give it a good long suck!" She tuned at his pants until she had opened it completely, exposing the part of his body that fascinated her.
Carrie eagerly buried her face in the curly black nest of hair between her man's strong leg, inhaling his masculine scent. She pressed her warm wet lips against the jerking shaft of Mark's hard prick and kissed the long organ. She reached down and fondled his hairy nuts, moving them around in their scrotal sac until she could feel them seething with desire. Carrie's man sat bolted upright in the car seat, his dick arching up from his lap, flowing with preseminal fluid that dripped down his cock onto his balls.
Mark still found it hard to believe that Carrie was so lascivious all of a sudden. It was as if she had become a different woman in the months she had lived in Chicago. He couldn't imagine what had changed her so completely, but he thought he could easily get used to the change, especially if she would do such ball-busting things to him more often.
"Would you like it if I sucked your big juicy dick?" she asked in a voice that dripped with honey.
"Shit yeah! You know how bad I want to feel those warm lips wrapped around my fuckin' cock! Suck it for me, baby! Suck it like you used to!" he said excitedly, reaching down and gently pushing her head toward the towering post between his legs.
"I'm sure that I can do better than I used to, lover!" she sang. "Just tell me if you don't agree!"
The hot-assed teacher bent down and began sucking and licking her man's dripping cock with wild desire. She opened her sweet mouth and took the man's rigid dick all the way down her throat. She sucked and bobbed up and down on his dick with wild passion, making hit nuts steam with excitement. She knew that even Mark, with all his experience with women, had never had a suck job like the one she was giving him now.
"Jesus Christ, baby! Where did you learn how to do that stuff?" Mark gasped, his balls about to explode.
"Never you mind, darling! Just enjoy it!" she said, taking her lips away from his cock for a moment or two, plunging back down on it and making it jerk against the back of her sucking throat.
"Don't know if I can take much more of this!" Mark rasped, feeling his balls tensing between his legs.
Carrie knew that he was already so hot that he could fill her face with jism at any second, but she managed to keep him on the brink of shooting off for another hour. During the entire drive home to Bentonville she kept sucking his cock and stroking his meat until she thought he could stand no more of her expert sucking. By the time they got home, Mark was hornier than he had been in yearn.
"I don't know why you're doin' this to me, baby!" Mark said, shaking his head as he pulled up in front of his house. "You know what's gonna happen when we get in bed."
"What's going to happen, Mark?" Carrie asked in a soft-sounding voice.
"Well… I know it's not your fault, baby… but… well… you know you won't be able to go through with it!" he said, hoping he wouldn't hurt Carrie's feelings.
"You want to shove that delicious cock all the way up my tight little cunt, don't you, lover?" she asked, her cunt steaming with lust.
Mark couldn't quite believe that she was talking that way, couldn't quite believe the inviting and teasing tone of her voice. She actually seemed to be begging to get it up the cunt instead of shivering with fear.
"And you think I'll be afraid to take that wonderful cock inside me!" she said, her twat twitching in anticipation.
"Well, baby, you always have been!" Mark said, leading her into the house, unable to take his eyes off her.
"I'll show you how afraid I am, lover!" she said, taking his hand and leading him straight into his bedroom. "Strip me, Mark! I just love to be naked in the arms of a strong man like you!"
Mark wasted no time. He had her clothes off her in a matter of moments. He threw off his own hairy arms tightly around his lady's silken form. His enormous cock rubbed against her slightly curved belly, covering her skin with slippery ooze. He felt her breasts crushing up against his hard chest, felt her little nipples rubbing against his chest, making his skin tingle.
Carrie melted in Mark's strong arms. It was wonderful for her to feel the embrace of a mature man after having been fucked by the youths at Washington High. There was something about the majesty of a mature man that thrilled her deeply. She wanted to serve him, and she had just what he wanted, just what he had wanted desperately ever since they had met. She had a hot juicy cunt between her legs, and now she was no longer afraid to use it to pleasure her man.
Mark walked her over to the bed and fell into it with her. She fell on her back and spread her silken legs, opening herself to him to his amazement. She inched between her spread legs and obscenely manipulated the lips of her seething cunt. Her honey flowed freely as she exposed herself to the horny man. She rubbed her clit until she blazed between her legs. She had to feel his massive cock stroking in and out of her. "Fuck me, lover," she said in a sultry voice. "I want your cock buried in my fucking cunt! Oh Mark! Mark! Don't just stand there. Ram it into me! Fuck me hard and fast! Fill me up with hard meat!" she hissed, her cunt longing for throbbing dick.
Mark fell an her in an instant, rubbing his cock against the flesh of her warm inner thigh. He felt the intense heat of her steaming cunt soaking into his cock and balls as his cock-head moved closer and closer to the dot between her spread legs.
"Oh God! Shove it in me! Fuck me! Fuck meeeeeee!" she cried, moving her hips and grinding her cunt against the shaft of his rod.
Mark bucked his hard ass and thrust his pecker into her hot box all the way to his balls. She cried out, but it was in pleasure rather than fear or pain. Mark waited after he had thrust all the way into her, half expecting her to start screaming and begging him to pull out of her, but instead she moved her ass as if she wanted his cock even deeper inside her sucking cunt.
Mark felt her tight wet cunt-hole clutching at his meat, sucking at it, pulling it into her. She squirmed with pure pleasure when he began ramming his plunger in and out of her seething sex. The air was filled with wet slurpings and sucking sounds as he reamed her honey-covered cunt. His balls slapped up against her hot crotch as he slammed his tool home.
Carrie was thrilled to feel Mark's mighty prick stretching the inner walls of her seething twat for the first time. She wanted to enjoy every hot second of the fuck, wanted to give it her all. He deserved it after all, having waited for her to loosen up for so long.
Carrie responded beautifully to the hard fucking Mark was giving her. She gyrated her ass and made his dick move in a tight circle inside her, stroking the inner channel of her twat and making her shudder with delight. The friction of his cockshaft against her super-sensitive clitoris made her cunt feel as if it was about to catch fire and burst into flames. Her pussy juices flowed. She dug her long fingernails into her man's strong back, making long red marks up and down his skin. She begged to be fucked harder and faster. The harder he fucked her, the harder she scratched his back, and he seemed to love every minute of it.
Mark's warm lips damped over her ear. He thrust his tongue into her ear and flicked it around, making her tremble with pleasure. She raised herself up off the bed, grinding her cunt against his groin, feeling the mingling hairs brushing against each other.
"Oh Mark! I love it! I'm going to come, darling! You're making me come! Come!" she cried as her pussy flashed wildly between her legs.
"Yeah! Take it! Take my dick! Take my cum! I'm shootin' it, Carrie! Oh yeah! Move that cunt! My God! Jesus, you're tight! Take it!" he rasped as his sperm-fined balls blew up.
Carrie felt gallons of hot thick semen shooting hard and fast inside her. Her cunt gushed, her muscles tightening and relaxing again and again as she came in what she thought was the wildest orgasm of her life, and she had been having same pretty wild ones lately.
"Who taught you to fuck like that, Carrie?" Mark asked later as they held each other.
"Never you mind, darling! Suffice it to say that I intend to make up for lost time in bed with you, Mark!" She smiled mysteriously.
"I don't get it, baby! You fuck like a Goddam mink!" he ginned, putting his fingers between her legs and tickling her furry twat.
"You don't mind sharing your bed with a mink do you? I won't bite. At least not much," she said teasingly.
"You can spend the rest of your life in this bed if you want to, lover girl!" Mark said.
"Maybe I will, Mark," she smiled.