(S)extending the Curriculum

Pete stood from the couch. He needed to touch her, to kiss her. His desire was a burning flame within him. Ms. Masters stepped back as he rose from the couch. They faced each other and he stared into her blue eyes and tried to read them. For the briefest moment he wondered how much she would hate him after they were done, but then the tip of his cock grazed her belly. He groaned and lifted his hands to her tits. They were heavy. He watched his hands as he moved them experimentally. They were by far the biggest tits he'd ever had access to. As much fun as it was, it wasn't enough. He slid his right hand down from her breast, over her belly and between her legs. He felt her pubic hair graze his palm as he reached between her legs for the first time. She was wet. He felt her shift her weight and her legs parted to accommodate his hand. His fingers delved. They slipped between her lips and his heart skipped happily when the penetration elicited a quiet moan.

"You want this, don't you?" he asked quietly, leaning forward, his lips whispering directly into her ear as two fingers worked firmly in her pussy. "I know you want my hard cock in here. Or maybe you just really liked sucking the cum from it. Are you a cum whore Ms. Masters?" As he spoke he found her clit. He dragged his middle finger across it and she gasped. "Is that a yes?"

"No," she whispered unconvincingly, head shaking ever so slightly side-to-side.

"I don't believe you," Pete replied, fingers teasing. He moved to kiss her, eyes flicking between her full lips and her eyes, trying to read if his kiss would be accepted. Her tongue darted out and ran quickly over her lips. He pressed his lips to hers and drove his tongue into her mouth. He tasted his cum but ignored it, too far gone to worry about trivial things. He slipped his arms behind her and pulled her to him, feeling her tits mashed against his lower chest, his cock pushed against her belly. He found her tongue and she kissed him back. It sent a thrill through him. He dropped his hands to her ass. He gloried in being able to squeeze her butt cheeks. He ground his cock against her belly as she kissed him in return.

When the kiss broke he sucked in a lungful of air and held her. He looked down into her eyes. He thought he saw desire, or at least that's how he chose to interpret it. He kissed her again. Tongues duelled and played and lips were sucked and bitten gently as they joined their mouths together. His hands roamed her body, exploring it, savouring every inch, every touch. He felt her hands on his butt then, squeezing, parting his cheeks, releasing.

"So firm, " she murmured between kisses. "So hard," she added after stepping back and grabbing his cock with her hand. "The benefits of youth," she sighed.

"Time to fuck," Pete said. "I want to fuck your pussy. You need it, don't you Ms. Masters? Tell me how much you need my cock in your pussy, how much you want me to fill it."

"I need it Peter, I need your hard cock, I want it in me. I want you to pound my pussy with this fucking thing," she replied, her fist tight around him, pumping him, moving the skin over the hard shaft beneath. Peter pushed two fingers between her legs again, feeling her from the inside. He worked them around for long moments then pulled them out. He held them between them fingers slightly parted, light reflecting off the juices that coated them.

"Suck them," he demanded. "Suck your cunt juices from my fingers." He thrust them toward her. Ms. Masters simply opened her mouth and accepted his fingers as he pushed them inside. Her lips closed over them and he felt her tongue swirl around. She sucked back away from him, then moved her head forward again, her hand grabbing his wrist as she gave head to his fingers. Pete moaned.

"I taste good," she purred. "You should taste me too." Her fingers slipped between her legs and then Pete was confronted with them. He let her push them into his mouth and sucked, getting his first taste of her. He felt her stroke him again and he moaned around her fingers.

They parted, both panting, bodies ready. They stared at each other then Pete stepped back.

"My study," he said. "That's where we're going to fuck. Lead the way." Ms. Masters turned and walked away from him. Pete watched the jiggle of her tits as she turned. Then she was walking away and the sight of her ass captured him. He watched as she walked, her big bubbly ass cheeks calling to him, speaking some primordial language that made his already hard cock stiffen even more. Belatedly he realised that he needed to move as well and so he stepped quickly to follow.

Ms. Masters walked into his study, went over to his desk and turned. He stepped up to her and pressed his body against hers, pinning her against the desk. He kissed her hard. When it broke, she gasped for breath and he slipped his hands down beneath her ass and lifted. He deposited her on his desk and then pushed her knees apart. He dropped to the floor and ran a finger down her slit as he took his first good look at the heaven between her legs.

Her lips were covered with cropped dark hair and were puffy and swollen with her desire. He splayed her dark pink inner lips with his fingers, her juices evident as a little bead nestled in her entrance. Her clit stood proud and clear of its little hood and he teased it with his index finger. He rubbed it gently, pleased at the gasps of pleasure that it drew from her.

He ran his tongue up her slit, between her inner lips. He slipped it back down and probed her hole then moved back up to her clit and licked firmly. She mewed pleasurably as he ate her. He held her thighs apart with his hands and her lips with his thumbs. He licked her over and over again. When he had her squirming on his desk and her pussy juices were running down between her ass cheeks he looked up, the sight of her heaving breasts divine.

He stood and stepped close, his cock like a divining rod.

"I'm going to fuck you now Ms. Masters. Tell me you want it. Tell me what you want."

"Fuck me Pete. Fuck me with your rock hard cock. Pound my pussy and fill it with your hot cum!" she implored him.

Pete stepped between her legs and nudged the head of his cock against her slick lips. He took a moment to savour the sight of it positioned and ready. He pushed her thick thighs apart and leaned into her, watching as her lips parted around him. He moaned and she gasped as the first two inches slid into her slick and ready pussy. He pulled back and then thrust hard inside, buried almost to the hilt. Another movement and he was completely inside her, his balls pressed against her. He held her legs and slowly slid back and forth in her pussy, watching her tits as they jiggled with his thrusts.

"Fuck you feel good Ms. Masters," he moaned "So wet and warm, you were made for cock."

"You're so fucking hard Peter. God young cock is good," she purred.

Pete quickened his pace in response. He fucked her hard and fast for a few moments, but felt his orgasm coming on too quick and so backed off again. He leaned over his teacher and took her right nipple in his mouth. He sucked it desperately as if it was going to provide his life with the nourishment it needed for survival. Ms. Masters gasped and he bit down on it gently. He felt her hands on his head and shoved his cock deep into her pussy as he increased the pressure on her nipple. He was amazed how hard he managed to bite it before she cried out for him to stop. He released it and swirled his tongue around as if to soothe it. Then he attacked the other breast. He kneaded the right breast as he devoured the left nipple all while rocking his hips to keep his cock moving in her pussy.

"Suck my big fat tits Peter, suck them hard. I want you to mark them. Put a hickey on them." Ms. Masters crooned as he worked back and forth between them. The talk drove him wild and he released the nipple he'd been working over and sucked hard on the soft pale flesh of the underside of her melon-like breast. When he thought he'd sucked hard enough he pulled his head back to check. Sure enough the first signs of bruising were there.

"More," she demanded. For the next couple of minutes Peter marked his teacher, sucking her tits in numerous spots until they were spotted with hickeys. He stood back, cock buried in her pussy as he admired his handiwork. He watched as Ms. Masters grabbed her tits in her own hands and played with them, her eyes locked on his whenever he glanced at her face. "Fuck me Peter. Give it to me hard. Fuck your slutty teacher."

Pete pushed her legs back toward her, grabbed her upper thighs and pulled her so that her ass was half off the desk. He leaned into her and then started to ram his cock in and out. The sounds of their bodies slapping together echoed through the small study as he drove himself deep inside, pulled out and rammed in again, over and over. He listened to her cries and mews which she only interrupted to demand more from him. His balls were tense and close to exploding. He kept pumping her hard, panting with exertion, wondering whether he should cum in her or spray her with his seed. At the last moment he opted for the latter. He pulled his cock from her at the last possible moment and stroked it twice. A rope of cum shot from the head of his cock and landed over her body from tit to belly button. He aimed the second one in the middle of her chest. His cock continued to pulse, but without the force of the first two and the remaining cum pooled in Ms. Masters' belly button.

"What a waste," she laughed as she looked down her body. "I wanted it in my cunt. I guess I'll just have to make do. As Pete stood panting and recovering from his exertions he stared in wonder as Ms. Masters scooped cum with her fingers. She took it into her mouth and sucked her fingers clean before gathering a second load and smearing it over and into her pussy. She finger-fucked herself with one hand while the other smeared the remaining cum over her tits and abdomen.

"Come and let me suck you," she moaned eagerly. Pete walked to the far side of his desk and Ms. Masters moved so that she could lay her head back over the edge of the desk. She opened her mouth for him and he slid his cock inside as she looked back, upside down. The angle straightened her throat out and he pushed his semi-erect cock, wet with their combined juices deep into her mouth. She closed down on him and held him there. He reached over her and played with her tits, rocking as he'd done in her pussy. She moaned around his cock and he felt the vibrations. He started to harden again. It was simply too hot for him not to.

As his cock stiffened, he began to fuck her mouth, giving no thought to whether she enjoyed it or not. He pushed deep and pulled back, then plunged into her mouth again, only stopping when he hit the constricted opening of her actual throat. He held himself there until she gagged. Then he pulled back and allowed her to breathe. She coughed and sticky wet saliva ran down both cheeks. He looked down and could see that her eyes were watering.

"More," she gasped and tipped her head back again. With a disbelieving grin Pete thrust his cock back into her mouth. It was slick and wet with gooey saliva and when he pulled back his cock was coated with it. He thrust eagerly in and out of her mouth until she reached up with her hands to push him back. He made to step away but one hand snagged his slippery cock in a tight grip. "Shove it in my throat Peter, stick your cock all the way into my throat. I want your balls mashed on my head and your cock all the way in."

He couldn't believe what he was hearing, but didn't wait to be told a second time. He pushed his cock back into her mouth and she used her hands on his abdomen to slow him down when required. He watched her throat as he pushed deeper, stunned when he could see it swell as she swallowed him and he slid inside. Her hands grabbed his hips and pulled him, then pushed. She actually urged him to fuck her. He felt the head of his cock sliding in and out of her throat. Wet slurping sounds accompanied him and he wondered if he would again lose his load directly into her gut.

Ms. Masters pushed back though and she sucked air desperately, gobs of saliva running from her mouth. She sat up and turned to face him, her make up running from her eyes, her face a mess.

"I can't believe you're that hard again already," she grinned. "Better put it to good use. Get around her and fuck me from behind Peter. Fuck me hard again." She bent over his desk and thrust her big round ass back. Pete scooted quickly to the other side of his desk again, desperate to see her from behind. He stared at her slightly dimpled, round ass. He ran his hands over it and then smacked her on one cheek, loving the way her butt rippled in response before the skin settled back to normal. He spanked the other cheek hard enough to leave a red hand-print. Ms. Masters cried out but made no move to stop him. He continued to spank her until she begged him to fuck her. She reached back and spread her ass cheeks for him.

"I want you in my cunt Peter. Fuck your teacher's dirty cunt." Pete wasted no further time. He stepped up behind her, positioned his cock and slid inside. They groaned together as he pushed himself deep. He grabbed her fleshy hips and started to pound her. Hard and fast, he slammed his cock into her from behind. Ms. Masters released her ass cheeks and held on to the far side of the desk. "Yeah, fuck it hard, fuck my dirty cunt," she urged him, beginning a stream of dirty instruction on what she wanted. "Pull my butt apart, spread those fat cheeks and fuck me."

Pete loved it. He could feel her pushing back against his thrusts and redoubled his efforts. Again and again he slammed into her, his orgasm only building slowly, his prior release giving him the stamina he'd wished for earlier. Ms. Masters shifted around enough that she could get a hand between her legs and started to play with her clit. She cried out continuously as she clearly approached her orgasm.

"Fuck yes Pete, screw me stupid, I'm going to cum all over your fucking cock," she told him just before doing exactly that. She let out a wail and he slammed hard and deep into her and held himself there as she exploded. Her pussy convulsed and massaged his hard shaft in waves. It felt awesome and he waited until the spasms started to subside before starting to pound her again. When he did she cried out again. "Yes! More! Harder you stud, fuck me harder!" she screamed at him. She pushed him back away from the desk until she was standing with her hands on the near edge to support herself, still bent over as he rammed into her from behind. When she was balanced, one hand returned between her legs to frig her clit again.

"Spit on my ass Peter!! Spit on it and stick something in it!" she demanded. He pulled her cheeks wide again and dribbled saliva down the crack of her ass, watching as it slid down and over her puckered anus. He was about to stick a finger in when his teacher thrust a thick black sharpie from his desk back toward him. he took it from her and pushed the end against her anus.

"Get it in there," she insisted and pushed back against him. He watched with glee as it penetrated her and slid into her ass all the way to where the cap started. "Oh fuck yes," Ms. Masters cried out loudly. Pete pounded her again and she continued to work her clit.

They kept at it until she cried out, "Oh fuck this one's going to be good." The good in the sentence turned into a wail as she came hard for a second time. Pete felt warm fluid gush around his cock and Ms. Master's legs began trembling. He saw her grip the edge of the desk tight to support herself and again his cock was compressed by her cumming pussy. He pulled out and her juices splashed onto the floor of his study. Ms. Masters dropped to her knees, still holding the desk. He was wondering what to do for a moment, but she took control. She turned to him and pulled him toward her, then sucked his cock into her mouth again. Pete grabbed her head and thrust. He was rock hard and ready to cum for a third time. He fucked her face roughly, loving how messed up she looked. She took everything that he gave her, pausing only long enough to tell him that he had to cum in her pussy.

Just that instruction took him dangerously close to the edge and so he pulled from her mouth. He pushed her to the floor and mounted her missionary-style. A few moments of furious pounding and he lost it. Deep inside her, he exploded.

"Oh fuck yes, that hot cum is so good in my cunt," she cried out, her hands on his hips holding him tight and deep inside her.

Pete pulled out and knelt back between Ms. Masters' legs. He took a few moments to enjoy the sight of her body splayed out before him, cum and sweat coating her skin. As he looked, his most recent load oozed from her pussy to tangle in her cropped pubes. It ran down between her ass cheeks and he noticed the sharpie that had been inserted in her butt laying on the floor.

"God you look hot laying there all used," he said, taking in the hickeys on her tits and her stiff, erect nipples.

"You don't look so bad yourself," she replied and reached between her legs. She scooped cum from her pussy and brought it to her lips.

"All we need to do now is pump that gorgeous ass full of cum," Pete said.

"Oh fuck. Do you think you can get it up again?"

"Fuck yes, that's never going to be a problem, especially if you get your mouth around it again," Pete said, standing up. His teacher got on her knees and knelt before him like a supplicant asking for the king's favour. He watched as she lifted his cock from below with one hand and then leaned in to take him in her mouth. He didn't think he'd ever get tired of the sight of her luscious lips locked around his shaft. She suckled him gently, taking her time. It was almost too intense for him but he suffered through.

"I'm looking forward to having this in my ass," she said between sucks. "Does it turn you on knowing that your teacher wants you in her ass?"

"God yes," he moaned, feeling his cock begin to come to life again.

"I can taste your yummy cum all over it," she purred, lifting him out of the way so that she could suck his balls. Her hand stroked him as she did, steadily bringing his cock back to life. "Have you ever had someone lick your ass Peter?"

"No," he replied. The look on her face said that that was about to change. She had him turn to his desk and put his hands on it, bent over as she had been when he'd fucked her. She walked over behind him and reached between his legs. She pulled his cock down and stroked him, milking him like a cow. She caressed and pulled his ball sack and then when she released it, knelt behind him and pulled his ass cheeks apart.

Pete felt her tongue stab at his anus and then swirl around and rim him. He couldn't believe it was happening, let alone how good it actually felt. He heard her spit and then felt her saliva running down over his anus to his nut sack. One of her hands released his butt and grabbed hold of his cock and stroked him as her face pressed against his bum and her tongue delved within him. It didn't take much of that attention until his cock was rock hard again.

"Dirty enough for you Peter?" she asked, her hand gripping his cock like a vice. A finger (at least he assumed it was a finger) suddenly stabbed at his anus and was pushed inside. He flinched away and turned quickly. Ms. Masters had a massive grin plastered on her face. "What? its okay for you to fuck my slutty ass with a massive cock but I can't put one little finger in yours?"

"Well to say you caught me by surprise would be an understatement. And now that you mention it, that's exactly how it goes down. I fuck your ass, not the other way around."